Board Thread:Lore Texts/@comment-26119768-20170529041734




 * 1) title:{choose:On the March,Journal of a Soldier}


 * 1) author:{name:gondor_male}


 * 1) types:gondor



Today we have received orders to Ithilien. It's a {num:7,12} day march to the place, so our future contains sore feet, if nothing else. Why Denethor thinks we need more patrols at the border is beyond me, but I guess he knows something I don't. At least it's a nice area. The folks from Second Company say that the place is beautiful this time of year, and orc raids are rather rare near our outpost. Of course, they said that before {name:gondor_male} had his outpost burned to the ground. Hmm, the Captain is yelling at someone. Guess it's time to head out.




 * 1) title:Woes of the Soldier


 * 1) author:{name:rohan_male,gondor_male}


 * 1) types:gondor,rohan



Rain is the greatest evil in Middle-earth. It's always slowing you down and making marching impossible. Tents will barely keep it out, what with leaking every time you touch the canvas. Fires aren't even possible, which means that the mess tent will have something even worse than usual. I didn't know that brown paste they feed us could get worse, but apparently being hot burns your tongue enough that you can't taste it. Without a fire every bite is like licking the floor of a stable. Of course, the officers aren't the ones eating it, so they don't bother hiring someone who actually knows how a cook-pot works. Sometimes I wish I had stuck to farming, but the pay is certainly better as a soldier. Food isn't nearly as good though.

Any suggestions or changes you'd recommend? 