Voices (part 1)

"You are a brutal ruler but also very practical."

"Who are you and why are you inside my head" Samgon spoke into the darkness.

"An old ally who was on this plane of existence a very long time ago."

"Still doesn't explain why you're here though."

"I know you need help finding new lands to rebuild yourself while hiding from your enemies. I know many such lands including those which are what you might term a shadow copy of lands once ruled by me."

"You never said your name."

"I will not for a while yet. But I am going to leave you with the location of a first landmass which you can conquer with ease."

"Why are you not giving them all to me?"

"Because you also need to pace yourself. If you set up nations in the guise of your enemies, they will be your shield until you are ready to lift the veil."

"There's more isn't there."

"I know you want to have loyal servants like your precious Orcwraiths back at your home but I can inform you of ways to get substitutes for them."

"Explain." Samgon demanded.

"Firstly you make rings that answer to your will and they will corrupt their bearers. How much they are corrupted will be in your hands but you will need knowledge of ring making first. I sense their destinies will lie with children of fairness and death bringing magic wielders."

"I've never made rings in my life but I have poured power into rings before."

"The knowledge I am about to give you is very different to what you did before. When I had power and life, I learnt from a master ring maker who I initially collaborated with before I betrayed him by making my own."

"What happened to him?"

"Like I say, I betrayed him by making a master ring to control the others and I captured him so he could put the finishing touches on it, then he betrayed me. The outcome was not pretty."

"Still doesn't tell me what happened to him."

"I'll tell you another time. Needless to say you seem to have forgotten me and the fact we worked together for quite some time. It must have been tens of thousands of years ago when you last saw me."

"I'm guessing any plans we made were stopped by both of our enemies?"

"Correct. Soon afterwards me, my followers and my enemies returned to our own plane of existence and I was eventually defeated. I exist here now as a form of spirit walker"

"What is that?"

"I'll explain next time. It is now time for you to wake up."

"Wait a minute tell me what..."

Samgon woke up startled and suddenly had new knowledge in his mind. He left his quarters to go and find a map.

"Samgon, what are you doing?" asked Charlie.

"I received a visitor in the night, he told me of a location we can start our new empire or at least a cover for our new empire."

"No one reported any intruders."

"The visitor was not physical. He called himself 'a form of spirit walker' and that we knew each other a very long time ago."

"Well if he's helping us, then it may be a good thing. Come on, let's relax. I'm going to see about getting pens and paper. Having looked at all the different warship blueprints we've go, I want a go at designing a warship or two myself. It will also help me with my drawing skills." Charlie said.

"Okay, come to me later, I'm going to have fun with my toys then get the latest batch of commanders to conduct missions in the region."

Charlie smiled and walked off. Samgon still somewhat dazed, returned to his quarters where he then started impregnating his toys. Then he helped trained the latest commanders and gave them tasks such as resource collecting, intelligence gathering, capturing enemy soldiers and civilians and liberating Greenskins and other VIPs.

He thought about his visitor and who he might have been. He began practicing with his new skills and knowledge later that evening.

Anyone care to guess the Identity of the spirit visiting Samgon? Please Review and feel free to ask questions although be aware I am not very good at explanations.