war journal

This entry is a sad one. The lady was hosting a fabulous tea party with the wizard. It was nice to enjoy a quiet morning of luxury filled with family and friends. Of course fate was determined to ruin my nostalgia. Sadly a few bears had wondered up. I was hoping this was finally my moment to make a bear friend, had they herd the rumors about me and come for snakes. After attempting to negotiate peace with the amazing creatures with food and kindness, we came to the conclusion that they where corrupted and had to be put down. This brought me great sadness even more it there intrusion offend the lady and my sister at the tea party

In other news I watched two of my allies get their thoughts slit in front of me, they survived. From now on all missions I go on will have post briefings to discus how we could do better.

P.S. journal I think I made a friend.

War journal entry 36A chapter 7

The snow here is strange. I read in my preparation books for this assignment that it snowed a lot in these lands. But it feels different. My sparring partner will have to go an extra hour so that my foot work can properly adjust. For soon my the work will begin.

A simple task walk into a den of what these lands call “soldiers” and do what is asked of me while the others work.
Though their skills maybe low there numbers where many. My allies and I had to close ranks in order to not be flanked but after that it was simple controlling our tempers for a victory.