Systres Video game trailer
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The 15th of mid year, fourth era year 201 lagged Leyland Sitra personal logs. The men mustn't know it, but the general has become all too desperate. Everyone knows the ships have become too few and nobody can tell you why General Celia suspects the mainland embargoes have made smuggling too difficult. I've consulted with the merchants and there's little to be done from our end. Of course, there wouldn't be. Adrian thinks the Fisher Guard have begun to line their pockets too generously, but that's the talk of embittered. No. Boos Adrian doesn't have his ear to the ground like I have. No, it's nothing so dramatic but all the same, nothing for the commoner ear or the gossip Zus has us leave in the dead of night. All the better I say keeps the blessed son of our backs, my men and I have been forced into near highway robbery trying to haggle with the nomads and madmen out in the flats. Some great sacred high ground. Indeed. The reflected men have taken harshly to our presence here. I could have told cus as much. I can feel their diseased little eyes watching us. Lots of eyes out here, not just them, makes the man jumpy all the things, each growth, each chew worm is one of them. Some eye looking out from the sound telling all it sees to this or that shadow times like this. I'm sure I'm surrounded by fools, Children and fools. They can all think what they like. All of them. These men are under my command, not alder or Hadrian or even salus me and I will return them to Sanam off port with our mission completed. I may well burn this page once I'm there. The empire is law. The law is sacred in the names of Rein of Arca, of Ayan of Morra house. Shield my path from open eyes.