Cartel Info File: 010
Unit Designation: "Tekron Warmaster"
Faction: Algeroth

Field Notes: In an unusual bit of luck, we've managed to capture a warped former human servitor of one of Algeroth's insidiously clever and loathsome Tekron Warmasters. This particular wretch was responsible for carting various weapons back and forth at his, I mean, "its" master's bidding and has long since forgotten whatever humanity it may have once possessed. Despite this, our interrogators were able to "convince" it to provide us with what little inside knowledge it had concerning the capabilities and habits of these spectacularly vile living-weapons. Transcription follows:

"Fehhhhh…hisss…what you wantsss? You, fehhhh, you wants to know the grokk of how Tekron daddies work? The whysss…the how comes? Fehhhh! You not likes what you…fehhh…what you…hissss…what you learn. It knowsss all about…fehhh…Tekron Warmaster, yess, it does. (coughing) Fehh!!

Warmassterss…always with weaponsss…always. Knows everything every…thing…eversss about weapons. Attacks near enemiesss…fehhh..or far enemies! No enemiesss is safe. None. Fehhhh!!

Tekron daddiesss…they know the battlessss…hisss…they knows it all. When they leavesss the Dark Home, the citadelsss…they are doom. Doom…fehhhhhh! Move they will on many…fehhh…legsss…and deadly tendrils…suck you dry they will…fehhh…ah, the mastersss…they almosst never fall in battles. Nope, no sssir… Fehhhhh! Hard to killsss…hard to kill. They in charge, sneaky they isss… Maybe not killing as much as other devilsss…but do their share, yess…oh yesss…"

Transcription ends — subject began screaming and raving nonsense. Take from this interrogation what you can, Agents.