I have killed. Not boars or bears. Human beings. Well, almost
We got to our first patrol. Order, straight lines, discipline there was. Just what I had expected, and more, and my heart sang. It seems I have chosen well the house of my commitment, the chain of command was clear and well-established - and yet even us, the most insignificant ones had a right...well, to be heard.
Those men and women. They are willing to put their life at risk to protect this land against one of the greatest enemies I can possible imagine, and I do not know whether the people they protect even know about their – our - existence. And yet we serve. And care. This is not what I expected
I have now killed, my axes are stained with blood and suddenly it is far more difficult to order anybody to behave the way I want, to play the game my way
Ah but this must be concealed, this uncertainty, it cannot be of any help to sisters
...And that other thing too, I think, as they will not approve... for they gave in, long ago, despite all of my efforts to make them remember
These people will take me where I need to go. To find them
