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Once a mighty and proud race, our people now battle with one another in addition to our terran and zerg

enemies. The Conclave hide in their Nexi hoping that the Ara tribe is able to save them. I have offered them a temporary alliance but they refused my help, wanting to die rather than be helped by an exile. Unfortunately for them, Ara is losing its battle with the invading zerg forces. I fear that Ara may be lost completely after this battle is over. The Surtur brood's fierce attacks are slowly eradicating all of Ara's tribesmen.

My name is Dragonius of the Venatir Tribe. I am the oldest of my tribesmen and we are fierce warriors. We are few but what few we have is more than enough to stop our enemies. Being among the only tribe capable of cloaking without the aid of an arbiter, we have a cloaking system integrated into our bodies at birth. Silent and deadly, we are both feared and marveled by all for our fierce tactics and indefinite cloaking ability. All of us are trained in the art of defense, offense, and tactics. Our allies are the Shelak and Sargas tribes, along with The Sons of Korhal led by Arcturus Mengsk of the Terrans.

The Omega Squadron's battlecruisers are orbiting Shelark, my homeworld. They have been successful in tearing apart the airborne zerg squads so far. The Elite Guard has also been quite successful with the Tiamat Brood's extermination. The last of my tribe has left and now it is my turn to venture out. My Aiur brethren call me and I must go and see to their safety.


	Venatir Tribe Stronghold \| home Background \| Rag Tag Terrans \| Antone's Zerg Encounter \| The Cerebrate Background Once a mighty and proud race, our people now battle with one another in addition to our terran and zerg enemies. The Conclave hide in their Nexi hoping that the Ara tribe is able to save them. I have offered them a temporary alliance but they refused my help, wanting to die rather than be helped by an exile. Unfortunately for them, Ara is losing its battle with the invading zerg forces. I fear that Ara may be lost completely after this battle is over. The Surtur brood's fierce attacks are slowly eradicating all of Ara's tribesmen. My name is Dragonius of the Venatir Tribe. I am the oldest of my tribesmen and we are fierce warriors. We are few but what few we have is more than enough to stop our enemies. Being among the only tribe capable of cloaking without the aid of an arbiter, we have a cloaking system integrated into our bodies at birth. Silent and deadly, we are both feared and marveled by all for our fierce tactics and indefinite cloaking ability. All of us are trained in the art of defense, offense, and tactics. Our allies are the Shelak and Sargas tribes, along with The Sons of Korhal led by Arcturus Mengsk of the Terrans. The Omega Squadron's battlecruisers are orbiting Shelark, my homeworld. They have been successful in tearing apart the airborne zerg squads so far. The Elite Guard has also been quite successful with the Tiamat Brood's extermination. The last of my tribe has left and now it is my turn to venture out. My Aiur brethren call me and I must go and see to their safety.