Lord Commander,
With all due respect – fuck you, sir. We aren't going back there.
It's over. The knyaz is dead, the castle – taken over, its walls decorated with corpses of the chamberlain, Lady Rosa and all of the knyaz's progeny (except, of course, for Catalin, who chose an awfully convenient time to travel outside the valley, if you ask me).
We barely escaped those devils and I'm not going to tell my men to go back there and fight for a lost cause. Especially not when you, sir, are gone "escorting" the treasure transport, which gives you a much better chance of surviving this shite than the chance you gave us.
So, in case it's not clear, consider this our resignation. We’d rather live the rest of our lives hiding in the woods than die for cowardly twats such as yourself.
Captain Bojidar
With all due respect – fuck you, sir. We aren't going back there.
It's over. The knyaz is dead, the castle – taken over, its walls decorated with corpses of the chamberlain, Lady Rosa and all of the knyaz's progeny (except, of course, for Catalin, who chose an awfully convenient time to travel outside the valley, if you ask me).
We barely escaped those devils and I'm not going to tell my men to go back there and fight for a lost cause. Especially not when you, sir, are gone "escorting" the treasure transport, which gives you a much better chance of surviving this shite than the chance you gave us.
So, in case it's not clear, consider this our resignation. We’d rather live the rest of our lives hiding in the woods than die for cowardly twats such as yourself.
Captain Bojidar