This is meh first repor' in a long time, but I believe ah've mastered the pen again!
Freshly recruited and still smelling rosies, Torrak [Grenadier Sergeant], hassles me into a line, which I'm told will be my first training. I though',
"'Appy days, I alreadeh know how to form a line!" Buh we're promptleh teleported to some god forsaken Island named Serpen's 'old. 'Ere, it all goes pershaped!
Commanding officer {Torrak Keres - Grenadier Sergeant.}
In Attendance.{Thomas Aylmer - Junior Guardsmen.}
{Olfacha Serpent - Regular Scout.}
{Darek Milako II - Regular Grenadier.}
{Edward - Guardsmen Recruit.}
{Marcus Tel'Var - Junior Grenadier.}
{Delferium - Junior Grenadier.}
{Averion
(Me) - Guardsman Recruit.}
{Bersi - Watchman.}
(Garak Nightchill - Senior Guardsmen}
{Aliryl Trefynwyd (The bloddy 'ell?) - Scout Corporal.}
{Celuvian Haap - Junior Guardsman.}
(Came very late.)There was a 'ell of a lotta fightin', so ah only 'ad time for a cou'le o' sketches.
Teh Blues won one round, and a smashin' victoreh it was n'all.
But then.... .. . Weh kind of lost every otha' round...Signed;
Averion, Guardsman Recruit
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