Letter to Marcelus Saunas

[I love cats]

[A letter finds its way left for Marcellus in his own library]

Dear Marcellus Saunas

Of the people running you were the truest of statesmen. In a proper society you would be a lord or a king and your sons would inherit this honor and so forth. You are a statesmen and a man of violence who found yourself in situations perhaps not beyond your control, but certainly beyond your choice it was defeat or victory you chose victory. You made the necessary calls even the difficult ones. Men like Aurelio, Aubrey and other fools would have out of some false sense of honor abandoned this citadel for some dwarves. You chose the path of true honor and of what benefitted your people and your victory the best. When we were at war with the remnants of the foul old masters. Some would have chosen to fight as men to not use any magical means at their disposal. Some would have chosen the "noble path" of fighting fair and being slain. You chose to have the Astronomers unleash horrific magic that give sister Selsi nightmares magic that has made an utter wreck of this regular in our Krak Januarius. You chose victory over defeat true honor over false honor.

However men like us men of violence who make the right choice we are not meant for a system as idiotically made as democracy. We are meant to be the violence that allows weak peasants and idiots to enjoy their lives. It is us who must do what we do so these weak halflings can smoke their hookah. In the peerage ward it was the brave men of House Orza that did the fighting and tamed the mongrel woods while Lord Norbert Velstra and his worthless bastards feasted and fucked.


You are what my previous lord looked for you are what my Captaina looks for and you are a worthy killer. I am inviting you to serve the Banda Rossa as a recluta. Use your ability to make tough choices and your skill with an axe to bring yourself gold and glory. End this life of politics and serve the Red Band as a worthy killer. If you bring enough value to this company I imagine you will swiftly make it to Balestiere, perhaps you will even surpass me and become a Condoiterro? A former legate would be a great asset to the company. I wish a proper chaplain in this company and I wish your axe.

What is broken shall be reforged

-Balestiere Luther Donisthrope