Captain Manta Pridefully holds the note, and reads it again, savoring the trust that has been instilled in him, and then attaches the epaulets to his Armor, proud to have earned such a rank so young, and then distributes the epaulets and rings to his companions. He then pulls out a piece of parchment, and flares some power into his right hand, using his index finger as a pen, he burns letters into the parchment, using a carefully controlled flow of eldritch energy. He writes:
"Dear Commandant Himmler,
I wish to thank you for the promotion. I hope to wear it with honor. I have found that it is hard to organize specific troops in combat. While I am adept at choosing tactics, I have seen some commanders marshal exquisite order from their troops. I would also request that my Guard be trained with ranged weapons, with the Guard Leader being a good judge as he is fast with his fingers. Such an Honor Guard would be invaluable to me [Squalls note: Read Marshal w/ Dex and Wis focus on Ranged attacks, Honor Guard is bowmen]. You are correct that I have a preference to naval combat, and have just recently acquired a vessel of my own. While it is but an unarmed Caravel, I hope to fix that next time I'm in port. As such, a Dire Hawk mount would be most advantageous, and I am humbled by your willingness to offer me a Magebred creature. I actually intend to sail to the city of Sharn, and shall be there in a little over a fortnight. My comrades and I have something we need translated by a mage. After we get that figured out, maybe we'll swing by on the way to our next location. Wherever that is. Adventuring has been fun, maybe the guard should consider accepting a few Merc contracts to keep the training forward in the minds of the troops. All my best.
Your loyal Friend,
Captain Roland Manta."
After finishing his note, he put it in the scroll case and, after scratching at his arm, tied it to the Owl's leg, patted it on the beak. Speaking in Auran, he thanks it for it's loyal service, and for the good news that it has brought him. "May your prey be plentiful and the thermals ease your wings." he said as the great beast departed (Again in Auran).Statistics: Posted by Squall255 — Mon Jun 30, 2008 4:11 am
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