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Hello EFU Community!

After about six months away, I am finally back.  My delay in game play was due to exciting RL stuff (i.e. taking a new job, moving across the country, selling home / buying home, catching up with family, etc., etc).  Nonetheless, I am looking forward getting caught up on all the forum info and getting back IG and gaming out with each of you. 

Domare

["In times like these, we all must become Soldiers"]

*A thin letter that is choppy worded is left at the barracks front desk for the Recruitment Sergeant*

Dear Mister Recruitment Sergeant,

My name is Rojan Duskwood.  I have seen your recruitment poster.  I want to enlist to help win the War.  I have been trained by Segarus the Maimed.  He taught me two important things: First, "In times like these, we all must become Soldiers".  Secondly, "A good Soldier lives through action.  He does not think about action.  Nor, does he think about what he will think, when he is finished with acting."

As for professional recommendation's, I have received one.  I have received the recommendation of the most powerful wizard I have ever seen, Tarek Mar'Alzar's.  He thinks I would be a GREAT SOLDIER.  He and I ventured together deep within a Trog pit.  We brought lasting justice to all the bastard creatures within. – I-, even recovered something special for Lt. Rennik Colmes from the filthy claws of the chieftain Trog. 

I pen this missive to express my strong desire interest in enlisting.

Rojan Duskwood

[Hosan Abtahi, SoldierFourth Legion, Sultan's Janissaries]

Deputy Chief Scribe al-Samar,

I have received and read your missive with concern.  Upon initial review, I would concur that you are at the very least entitled to have your possessions returned.  Prior to my internal discussions pertaining to the merits of initiating a criminal investigation, I have a few questions. 

1. By chance, did you secure the formal contract for this estate?   If so, were you current with your payments for said property?
2. What was the reason afforded to you by Legate Argyris for the seizure/forfeiture of the property?
3. Did Legate Argyris obtain anything of value for the seizure/forfeiture. Are you aware if he ambitions to see this property provided to another individual?
4. What facts, circumstances, or perceived motives do you know/think were the cause of Legate Argyris to seizure/forfeiture of the property?

Hosan Abtahi, Soldier
Fourth Legion, Sultan's Janissaries

[Orthog the Eviscerator]

Lieutenant Colmes,

Your warm words are well received, brother.  My sincere gratitude in full for each and every word.  It pleases me to say, I am now on my feet and have turned my attention to productive tasks and purposes.

Recently, I became aware of the most troubling Torchbearer Scouting reports, which are combined with scattered Bedouin accounts, that relay the forces of Orthog the Eviscerator had joined forces with Gorogh the Ironmaw and Tarrghuul the Plague.  Their combined forces swell beyond any reasonable ability to count and measure.

These cursed cur have now turned their Ire to our beloved Well, and our people within.  I am unsure how long we have before these creatures arrive upon our Walls.  There can no longer be any doubt that full and absolute War is upon us all.

It is to this collective troubling sum, I humbly request your permission for me to return to full service and duty within the Honored Fourth Legion.  I have found that Voiced Civilian and Torchbearer life is a Tunic that it appears attractive upon the Merchant sales rack.  However, I found it to be uncomfortable and ill-fitting upon my person.   If I am to die, I beg for it to be in the tight-fitting uniform of the Fourth.   

Hosan Abtahi

Lieutenant Colmes,

I bid you fair winds and the purest of water.  I pen this letter to you from a hospital bed.  Through all the prayers and painful skin grafts, the Priests say I will recover in time.  It is so distant and strange. All I remember is waking up in a sea of charred and hacked apart Orcan corpses.  While joy filled my chest that I am among the living, simultaneously I have never felt more alone in my life.  And from me, that is saying a lot. 

Given the carnage left behind, I trust you and the Rose were successful in your mission.  To my profound regret, I was not in mine.  It was my mission to serve stoutly by your side as we brought the War to the Orcan footsteps.  As you know, there is no greater threat to our beloved Well then that which is posed by those Orcan cur.  Turns out, I am absolutely Shit of a Torchbearer.  My footsteps echo for miles through tunnels and subterrains. 

I close this letter with my warm regards and thanks for the mission you led.  We are safer for what you did and the sacrifices you continue to make to keep our beloved Well safe.

Hosan Abtahi
Torchbearer

Greeting Torchbearers,

My name is Hosan Abtahi.  I am a Voiced Solider of the Fourth Legion, who has been stationed within Ephia's Well since I donned the green.  I have expressed my interest to my superiors, of exploring the frontiers of our beloved home.  It is my hopes in doing so, I will obtain useful and actionable intelligence, locate aimless forlorn refugees, and see to our home's security.  They have expressed support of such personal notion and directed me to your doorsteps.

I have never received any Ranger or Woodman training.  However, I am a stout Soldier that is interested in our shared mission with the Torchbearers.  I would humbly request an audience with an appropriate representative of Naelin's Torchbearers to see if there is a manner and means in which I can contribute.

In humble service,

Hosan Abtahi

Date: Maribeh 9th, IY7788

This eve, I ventured south as far as my feet and weather conditions would allow.  Along the way, I was confronted by a crazed man with a vicious blade.  He directed to me that I would provide my last waterskin.  In turn of my life and waterskin, he would share succulent words of Pra'Raj.  Before he started his sermon, he raised high the waterskin and swallowed back much of the Mother's sacrifice.  I was quick enough with my offhand kurki to slick through his neck to allow the Mother's gift to return to her bosom.  The zealot died in a mixture of laughter, choaking, and gleam.  I was left pondering who this man was before the nothing came?  Before staring at the sun and thirst made him so crazed? 

I then wandered west.  Deep within the Outskirts of the High Road.  I saw nothing in signs of Bedouins or Nothing survivors.  I was beset upon by two dozen vicious desert goblins.  After sharing blades, I left the corpses behind in the sands.  For the worms and vultures. 

Tomorrow, it shall be a new day.  Perhaps east towards the rising sun.     

Date: Maribeh 8th, IY7788 Ashy

For the past tenday, I have spent time within the Temple of B'aara.  The Scorch, booze, and tavern wenches can no longer keep my mind numb.  The nightmares and restless nights are consistent now.  Each time, I can see Marleia's face.  Her anguish.  Her fear. It is unbearable.

During a recent visit to the Temple of B'aara, a Waterbearer within overheard me praying.  After my prayers concluded, she said that keeping a journal in addition to my prayers would help. 

This day, I wandered into the Sandwastes with Janissary Milhaly Feher and Wizard Arymathras.  We explored a forgotten town, nearly consumed by the sands.  We did all we could to find any survivors.  There was nothing.  There hasn't been life there is a long time.  The Ash Revenants wandered and viciously hungered by the hundreds.  I pray with all my heart, Marleia's fate is not this. 

I will set out again tomorrow. 

[Hosan Abtahi, SoldierFourth Legion of the Sultan's Janissaries]

Prelate Ricario Cassella,

I apologize for the delay in correspondence.  I want you to know that your report has obtained my full attention. I shall find, arrest, and try this cur Jerrod Felch for crimes against the Well.  Should you have any additional threats or information that could assist this investigations, please do no hesitate to contact me directly.

To that end, Live and Drink!

Hosan Abtahi, Soldier
Fourth Legion of the Sultan's Janissaries