The 15th day of Yule
It's confirmed - we will be escorting a portion of the royal treasures. Quite a large portion, in fact. Orders from the very top, they say... On the one hand it's an honor, on the other... it’s frightening.
The 17th day of Yule
Everything's ready. Tylar, head of special forces, has prepared the travel documents and other required papers. Let's hope that's enough. Tomorrow they'll hand it over and we're off.
The 20th day of Yule
Everything went well - at first. But after two days we spotted them - Black Ones, hot on our trail.
We had to hide the treasure. We stopped one night by the old mill, and at dawn everyone but me and Yorga went east. The Nilfs bought it - they followed the others, and we were able to bury the treasure undisturbed.
Let's hope it stays there till the end of the war - or at least until the Nilfs stop hounding our patrol.