So much has changed, yet so little. Names and faces, they change often within the roles we all have in this world. The tides of the realm draw in and out as always, though new faces may be the cause or victim.
Your Highness, I urge you to appoint a guard, as your predecessor did. I trust they will guard you as well as you choose them. It is only practical, it would seem. One cannot fend off the enitre realm, or its schemes, no matter the strength in their arm or their faith.
Sir Bendore, I am certain my brother in arms, Sir Dritz, meant only to defend his countryman, and I should hope you feel you have evened the score by doubting his purity of our heritage. Especially since history would tell us you been in many a conglomerate, and none have spoken such an ill word at you. I will assume you were reacting in haste, and you do not wish to repeat that insult to me, or any other of my brothers. I shall ignore the slight you have each rendered to one another, and speak of this no more.
With respect I urge you to not let your disdain with the Lady Keira to spill over onto others who do not enjoy such rivalry. If nothing else it would distract you terribly from your duties.
My old friend Thrush, I do believe you were rewarded a title by HRMSM, were you not? I am saddened you not offered further privilege, and I am certain you would have received it if you had asked.
I was offered a charm in one hand and distrust in the other. I made my stand against the undead plague and laid down my life for what I had thought to be forever, in HRMSM's name, to prove the distrust unwarranted, and yet, rumor has hit, he said not one word at my burial. How I have returned is a story for another day... I would still offer forgiveness if asked, as Kings often have many rumor and lie spewed into their ear, and I am certain it would become difficult to trust anyone. Regardless, do not be fooled. All men of power and privilege make their deals. All. Protection, fear, coin, death, the motivation may change, but SOMETHING is always offered or threatened in the dealings of men.
If you wish to continue to coat your blade in blood for what is right, I would offer you work within the Church, whenever it is available.
The realm is always in a state of flux, and presumably shall continue to be. We must place our faith in the gods, and find our niche, wherever it may be. Blessings upon you all, in the year to come.
Pope Faleris I
Lord Chaplain to HRHSM
Scourge of the undead