There was a time during which no Kell Hound, past or present, would speak of the unit's collapse. Ex-Kell Hounds brushed off inquiries with the brusque mannerisms of a politician not wanting to be reminded of campaign promises. New members of the Kell Hounds knew nothing of the breakup, which had reduced the regiment to a weak battalion. Older Kell Hounds, the ones left behind when the unit atrophied, never spoke about details, but they had an expression for that time. No matter how cordial my relations with an individual, the words always came out with disgust on the mercenary's face and venom in his voice. The Defection, they called it, as if that explained everything.

This is going to be the resting stone for our dear departed friend KH_BG_Tank. On the field of battle there was no greater foe to face then KH_BG_Tank ,His memory will live on in those who knew him and those who have heard the stories of his couragous attack against unsteamingly unbeatible odds his his courage has never faltered .In light of his death KH_BG_Tank a.k.a Mike will be remembered by those who fought with him and those who fight in his memory .One day my friend we will be reunited in the great divine... From the memoires of KH_GE_Scorpion.