The Harvest golem was goblin technology requisistioned by the Defias as a weapon of terror. A towering Golem in the shape of a monstrous scarecrow.
They held the dual purpose of tending to the fields and murdering all who sought to steal them back from the Defias. When they where first introduced they ultimately failed in their purpose of terror.
Those farmers the Harvest golems were sent to terrorize where killed with such efficeincy that none managed to escape to tell the tale of the creations of the Defias.
Such was there effectiveness at killing that the goblins had to deliberately sabotage on of their golems to allow a farmer to escape and spread word of the terrors of Westfall.
Each Golem was designed with a core capable of incredible speed in short bursts, alowing them to catch any mortal being if they strode too close to them, and flay them with claws like scythes.
They were each twelve feet of pure carnage, golems easily on par with some of the greater works of my people. They were a weapon of terror not unlike the creatures the scourge call Abominations.
I had withdrawn them to my base as a means for quick refitting for any last minute redesigns I could come up with, and for my immediate defense.
Once I had been educated on the particulars of the Golems I realised there was no need for redisign. The golems had little need for armored plating, as their chassi under the stuffed hay inside their burlap shirts was deceptively small, and incredibly durable.
The cutting implements one could refer to as hands on the Golems were easily detached for the purpose of replacements and differing tools for each task they could be assaigned to complete.
They could be equipped with picks, saws, and of course scythes for various tasks such as the gathering of stone, lumber, and grain. Of course their primary purpose even then was still to inspire horror, and kill whomever the Defias called enemy.
Under my control they now wandered the lands for the purpose of murdering the bandits who once exclusively held the creatures. The Defias originally had little over two hundred of them guarding and tending to farms they had stolen from the land.
The Goblins I had enslaved had been working double-time over the past two months since I had arrived to produce more, building an additional dozen already ready for battle, alongside twenty more nearing completion.
In lieu of actual soldiers, and while I was trying to avoid the excessive use of undead that could be stolen from me by a stronger necromancer I was using them as my primary military force while I was in the open.
Thankfully, while the Golems had all the fear of the farmers who now stood for Westfall over Stormwind, they did not have their hatred. Any farmers who found themselves on the wrong side of such mechanical monstrosities had long since died.
Those who remained had heard of such creatures,but had never personally been harmed by them.
With the golems now wandering the land in general defense of those farmers who tried to rebuild their lives in Westfall, would soon become a symbol of safety and security.
The soldiers themselves greatly appreciated the presence of my favoured minions, from what little my hidden observations on them had revealed.
There presence in the escalating Gnoll conflicts almost immediately turned the tides in Westfalls favor. So much so in fact that now every detachment of the few soldiers of Westfall now included at least one Harvest Golem.
The Gnoll threat was nuetered in its infancy, and now finding their leader was no longer absolutely imperative for our immediate future.
The sheer reliabilty of the Goblin creations, so long as they were well maintained, was beyond even my own generous expectations. Now that their use had proven to be as great as it has I had begun planning their future use.
The Westfall peoples militia, now the Westfall Brigade used fifteen of my Golems.
With the number of active farmsteads at present I had just under a hundred of the Golems available for my own use. The golems had no fear, and as they were not truly alive and could not be plagued, cursed, or bribed I had just the task for them.
Word was to be sent to Duskwood that Westfall was free of the Defias, and that so long as they came with the intention of farming the now open territory they would be granted land as a citizen of the sovereign territory of Westfall.
The general consensus among the people of Sentinel hill was that Westfalls biggest weakness as of now was its population, and while Duskwood was similarly ignored by Stormwind as Westfall, it's population problem was actually not as widespread.
While many have lost their lives to the undead and worgen that now wander those woods, those who managed to survive the curses initial inception managed to gather together and hold onto their lands and homes with surprising stubbornness.
If a considerable amount of the population of Duskwood could be convinced the grass was greener on our side of the fence and that it would be best for them to move into Westfall we would see an influx of farmers, soldiers and traders.
Meanwhile, we could have the Harvest golems march on Duskwood fitted with saws, and begin clearing the land of worgen, undead, and lumber, granting us the neccasary building materials for towns, villages and homes all over the combined territory.
Most importantly, it would both grant me an easy excuse to find the Scythe of Elune, and begin my travels for the next aquisistion. One that if managed correctly could put my power far beyond what it was now.
The Swamp of Sorrows awaits me just beyond Deadwind pass.