Intermission XII
In an undisclosed facility underground. A large, muscular, bald man in bulky black armor was sitting at a desk, looking through papers. The man had an imposing figure, standing six feet nine (2.06 meters), and had horrible scars all over the left side of his face. His left eye was covered by an eye patch, and he had a constant scowl.
Everyone in this facility was scared of this man.
He was Decker Vorn, the leader of Project Sword. A faction and warband within the Endless War cult that produces and develops weapons of war, all meant to sell to other nations or other warbands.
This faction worked to start a never-ending conflict as much as the rest of the cult, but was more motivated by profit. They didn’t care who or why; they would arm anybody who would pay them with few exceptions, which still aligned with the core beliefs of the cult. As the more people who are armed, the more likely there is to be violent conflict.
One of the few exceptions was that Project Sword wouldn’t arm other cults, and not because this group didn’t want to. But, because other cults would get in their way to start endless conflict. Not all cults benefited from a country in war, and some would try to undermine the Endless War cult's efforts. So one of the few universal agreements among all the warbands of the cult was not to work with other Nameless God cults.
The papers that Decker was looking through, were requests from one of those other cults. It was one of the cults hiding in the Agado swamplands. They were pleading with him to help arm them, so that they could fight off the encroachment of the Red Church into their land.
“Fucking damn it. We could make so much money from this if this request wasn't from another cult. I’m sure I could get an exception for this at the next warband meeting, as long as I don’t arm Rattle Bone or Blood Callers, but who fucking knows when the next meeting is gonna be. I guess I could secretly arm them. Even if the other warbands find out about this and attack me over it, It’s not the worst way to go out.” Decker thought to himself, honestly considering breaking the agreement and working with other cults.
The Endless War cult had very few rules. Just about anything in this organization was permitted as long as it led to more conflict. The only two rules were not working with other cults and attacking each other, which the latter was not always followed. The Endless War cult was prone to infighting, especially during times of peace. Warbands constantly come and go within the cult due to this fighting. It’s only during major conflicts, like the civil war in Gix, that the cult is unified, but Decker's greed was testing that unity at this moment.
As he looked over the documents, the door opened into his office, and he saw a soldier wearing armor with a similar design to Decker’s. The person who entered was not someone Decker knew, but his uniform denoted someone of lower standing than Decker. The officer saluted before resting his right hand over his chest.