\--==Official Submission==-- FROM: General Debinani Rahl RE: Chronicle Nine - Restlessness Chapter Nine This little burg, Trinsic I think it's called, is quite a seductive oasis. The few men remaining loyal to the Society are slowly being drawn in by the place, and I suppose it's partially my fault for garrisoning us here for so many years. The city fathers love us; a group of highly trained soldiers is a welcome addition to any town so close to the treacherous jungle regions. However, I've begun to feel lately that by allowing us to stay, allowing the men to have wives and children, I've somehow wounded the Society and torn it from what it was truly meant to be. But after what we've seen, no one really wants to think about Mengst's divine mission. Even though we survived the Ways and have been living here in this new town and this new world for more than ten years now, I still feel we are being watched by our old adversary Arogho. I know he won't let us get away with his most prized secrets, no matter what he has to do to get them back and seek his revenge. For some reason I've been feeling more and more nervous about it lately. All these factors combined is what brought me to my decision this morning that the Society will march by the end of the week. I'm not sure where we'll be marching to, but think of somewhere. Word has it that there's a bit of a war going on in the northlands. Perhaps we'll head that way. Find a good fight, do some recruiting, and get back up to par. The remaining company wasn't happy with the decision at all, the two score men that still wear their uniforms don't want to leave their homes and families. But we must or else in scant few years there will be no more Black Rose Society, just the Trinsic Guard, once made up of the battered and broken men who appeared mysteriously out of the jungle one autumn evening. As I grow older I know now that I have failed in my duties to this bunch. Time and time again I've led us down the wrong path into death and despair. With any luck, this march will take us to a land where I can repay my debt to my beloved brothers. Some of the men are arguing outside.... I suppose I should go quiet them down before they make a scene. Semper Servuus Captain Delayne Muerdetta The Black Rose Society