Twix Family/Dyan/Monsters

The last letter Dyan sends out before a battle...

Ukh battle, sent the monsters running yet again.

Unfortunately one of the men slipped and was slain, and another wounded trying to catch him. The Hawkeyed's stats are still quite amazing; 86 CS for 3+1 men! Type: Archers Strength: 3 (+1 wounded) Training: 70 % Weapons/Armour: 80% / 80% Equipment Damage: 16 % Morale: 95 % Cohesion: 99 % Total Combat Strength: 86

Heading back to the capital to recruit, I'll be back up north on monster patrol ASAP.

-Dyan

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Dyan groans and tries to roll over, surprised when his body doesn't respond. He opens his eyes, squinting painfully in the chilly tent. Howls and grunt nearby tell him the monsters weren't vanquished.

"Wha..."

"Lie still sir, you were wounded." A young man's voice sounds from somewhere beyond his range of sight.

...wait. Beyond his range of sight, in a tent? This was unusual.

Slowly he convinced his arm to move, it proved to be less stiff than the rest of him. He brought it up to his face, and encountered a bandage. "Young man, what happened to me?"

"Well sir... a monster's claw caught you across the face. You took the beast down surely, your whole quiver was buried in its chest. We were unable to determine whether or not your eye that was swollen shut is still usable, so we've set it to heal closed."

"..oh."

"Yes. The rest of you is healing nicely, but I've decided to leave that bandage alone just in case."

"And the men? What about the Hawkeyed? Are they alright?"

"...not exactly sir. They seem to have been distracted by your injury, and while they watched your battle they were taken down themselves... Not a one survived."

"No... It can't be, they were strong fighters, the best I've worked with." He squeezed his eye tightly shut, as if holding back tears. "So strong, they were... damn the evil Children!" His eye shot open, the tame hazel now a deep red-brown. "I will avenge them!"