Tahlim Family/Mikara/Welcome to Isular

***A diary entry in the journal of Lady Mikara Tahlim, Dame of Isular***

"Welcome to Isular"

A quick cheer from my men marching at the front of the file quickly alerted me to where we were. Passing the sign myself confirmed my suspicions and a broad grin crossed my face. I'd finally made it. It less than an hour's time I would be residing on the tract of land which would be my estate and I would have a chance to meet the clerks and scribes that I would oversee in the day to day running of the region. Some would consider it boring courtier work and that a noble's proper place was in battle, but I couldn't be happier with the station my Lord promised me.

Isular was already in great condition upon my arrival, but as with all governments efficiencies could be found. With a little added support from my guard Isular was running at peak production in less than a day and not a moment before tax day. It's strange how such a minor victory can fill someone with so much pride. Pride to be apart of a realm. Pride in knowing that your position in life is being earned.

Despite my victories against inefficiency, the local commoners are growing restless. With much of Cathay's military away they feel as if they have been left vulnerable to an attack and for good reason. Already reports have begun to filter in of an undead rising in Topenah. That was less than half a day's travel here and I fear that my unit may be the only one in the area capable of dealing with them. It may be good for me to go. Who knows what the undead are capable of if they are not kept in check? They may wonder towards Isular if they are not dealt with and undo all my work since arrival. I just can't tolerate that. The commoners as of yet have no reason to trust me to police their internal conflicts. They seek someone who has proven themselves somewhere outside the East Continent Junior Swordfighting Circuit. They seek a leader. Someone motivated to protect them in their time of need. My father would want me to be that person.

So with the dawn comes my march. With any luck, I will meet the vial monsters in Topenah before they have the chance to cause any destruction. I am not sure if my men are up for the task. My father said he spared the best men he could muster, but we are few in number and the undead rise up as an army.

I pray to the gods for my safety and the safety of the men who I lead in combat. Less my reign as a noblewoman of Cathay and knight of Isular be short-lived.

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