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Nith had been escorted from the Stockades by Captain Kaibyrne, it wasn’t her favorite ever journey, although it probably was up there as one of the more memorable as she was dressed in little more than rag undergarments when she left her cell, and additional clothing didn’t seem to have been foremost on the Captains mind has he led her through the busy streets of Stormwind towards her new home.

The weather had not been kind either, as it had decided to rain heavily as they made their way through Elywnn forest, the sharp stones of the road dug into Niths bare feet and the rain had soaked her to the skin, the only upside she could find was at least the rain was washing away some of the filth on her body and making her smell a little less bad.

After a time they had finally arrived at Westbrook Garrison, the Captain had led her up to the gates where she had been met by some of the others of the Twelfth, again it wasn’t the first best impression to make, arriving in soaked rags, stinking like a sewer rat and probably looking like one too, but it was dark by the time they arrived so maybe they didn’t notice to much.

She was finally led into an armoury and allowed to select some armour and a bow, there wasn’t much choice to be made, many of the mail suits were several sizes too big for her small and slender elven frame, she thought the garrison probably had not seen many elvish recruits.

But she finally found something that would just about fit her and it was going to be an improvement on the rags she currently had so she went and changed and decided to make the best of things.

She and the other recruits had then been assembled outside the Garrison by the Captain, and after a brief inspection and a short question and answer session, where Nith had asked a number of questions from the Captain, he seemed a little put out by that which Nith thought as strange as why ask if there were any questions if you didn’t actually want people asking. She guessed she would get to know peoples strange quirks as time went on, it was after all just the first evening.

The company was then dismissed by the Captain and told to go clean up, Nith had been hoping for a nice hot bath after her time in the Stockades, unfortunately if there was a bath at the Garrison it appeared to be off limits to the normal grunts, and the washing facility turned out to be the nearby river which in winter was certainly at a bracing temperature. But as it was all there was and Nith was not staying filthy and smelly any longer, so she took the chance to wash herself and finally smell clean.

On the return to the Garrison she had been able to talk more to some of the others, and share a meal with them. The food was not overly exciting, bread and some form of tinned beans, she had never had tinned beans before but she could only liken them to what it might be like eating small slugs in sauce. But she ate it all as after the odd piece of stale bread and moldy cheese that she had been getting the last few weeks anything was going to taste better.
She had learned a number of things during her conversations, things that Captain Kaibyrne had not really explained to her before she signed the recruitment papers. One was that it appeared you didn’t actually get paid at all for being in the regiment and two was that you also didn’t get any days off either, and the final one was you were not permitted to leave the Garrison, you were expected to stay in the building and only venture outside as far as the river and the road, she was a little shocked by this as when she signed up she expected it to be more like the mercenary company she had served with, where she could come and go as she liked when not on a campaign and spend the coin she had earned on things she wanted.

She had slept well during the night, even the rough hard mattress of her bunk had felt like luxury compared to the hard wood plank bed of the Stockades.

The following morning had seemed better, the sun had been out and she had sat outside for a while remembering the forests around Silvermoon, at times it almost felt like she had been back there.

By mid morning she had met the regiments chaplin, a woman by the name of Anna, she had been given a tour of the Garrison by her, although half way through when in the upper areas they were found by the Captain and told in no uncertain terms they were in an area off limits to them and as punishment to do ten laps around the building. It had certainly helped wake Nith up and get her blood pumping and also let her feel the ache of her unused muscles from her confinement in the Stockades.

After the run she had talked with Anna a little and learned through the conversation that the chaplin had known the naval officer Briggs who she had killed by accident, she had also learned he had a wife and two boys, she had felt a little sad learning that as she knew what it was like to no longer have parents.

And so it was she was sat on her bunk now, with a number of pieces of parchments around her, various different attempts at writing a short letter to officer Briggs widow that maybe Anna could get to her. Nith looked at the various versions she had written, wrinkling her nose as she looked through them one by one.

Dear Mrs Briggs
I am very sorry I accidentally killed your husband, I didn’t mean to do it and had it not been for his fancy hat making him look like a pirate I am sure I wouldn’t of.

Dear Mrs Briggs
I am sorry your Husband is dead and that I killed him on the ship when I thought he was a pirate, I shouldn’t have done it but if it makes you feel better I am not in a very nice place now either.

To Mrs Briggs
You don`t know me but I am the one that accidently shot and killed your husband, if it makes you feel any better I am sorry, and I know how it feels to lose someone you love because my parents are dead to.

Nith tossed the three parchments to one side and finally settled on

Dear Mrs Briggs
I am very sorry, I didn’t mean it, it was an accident.

Signed
Nithsethel Duskraven.

Description

Part 3

Nith had been escorted from the Stockades by Captain Kaibyrne, it wasn’t her favorite ever journey, although it probably was up there as one of the more memorable as she was dressed in little more than rag undergarments when she left her cell, and additional clothing didn’t seem to have been foremost on the Captains mind has he led her through the busy streets of Stormwind towards her new home.

The weather had not been kind either, as it had decided to rain heavily as they made their way through Elywnn forest, the sharp stones of the road dug into Niths bare feet and the rain had soaked her to the skin, the only upside she could find was at least the rain was washing away some of the filth on her body and making her smell a little less bad.

After a time they had finally arrived at Westbrook Garrison, the Captain had led her up to the gates where she had been met by some of the others of the Twelfth, again it wasn’t the first best impression to make, arriving in soaked rags, stinking like a sewer rat and probably looking like one too, but it was dark by the time they arrived so maybe they didn’t notice to much.

She was finally led into an armoury and allowed to select some armour and a bow, there wasn’t much choice to be made, many of the mail suits were several sizes too big for her small and slender elven frame, she thought the garrison probably had not seen many elvish recruits.

But she finally found something that would just about fit her and it was going to be an improvement on the rags she currently had so she went and changed and decided to make the best of things.

She and the other recruits had then been assembled outside the Garrison by the Captain, and after a brief inspection and a short question and answer session, where Nith had asked a number of questions from the Captain, he seemed a little put out by that which Nith thought as strange as why ask if there were any questions if you didn’t actually want people asking. She guessed she would get to know peoples strange quirks as time went on, it was after all just the first evening.

The company was then dismissed by the Captain and told to go clean up, Nith had been hoping for a nice hot bath after her time in the Stockades, unfortunately if there was a bath at the Garrison it appeared to be off limits to the normal grunts, and the washing facility turned out to be the nearby river which in winter was certainly at a bracing temperature. But as it was all there was and Nith was not staying filthy and smelly any longer, so she took the chance to wash herself and finally smell clean.

On the return to the Garrison she had been able to talk more to some of the others, and share a meal with them. The food was not overly exciting, bread and some form of tinned beans, she had never had tinned beans before but she could only liken them to what it might be like eating small slugs in sauce. But she ate it all as after the odd piece of stale bread and moldy cheese that she had been getting the last few weeks anything was going to taste better.
She had learned a number of things during her conversations, things that Captain Kaibyrne had not really explained to her before she signed the recruitment papers. One was that it appeared you didn’t actually get paid at all for being in the regiment and two was that you also didn’t get any days off either, and the final one was you were not permitted to leave the Garrison, you were expected to stay in the building and only venture outside as far as the river and the road, she was a little shocked by this as when she signed up she expected it to be more like the mercenary company she had served with, where she could come and go as she liked when not on a campaign and spend the coin she had earned on things she wanted.

She had slept well during the night, even the rough hard mattress of her bunk had felt like luxury compared to the hard wood plank bed of the Stockades.

The following morning had seemed better, the sun had been out and she had sat outside for a while remembering the forests around Silvermoon, at times it almost felt like she had been back there.

By mid morning she had met the regiments chaplin, a woman by the name of Anna, she had been given a tour of the Garrison by her, although half way through when in the upper areas they were found by the Captain and told in no uncertain terms they were in an area off limits to them and as punishment to do ten laps around the building. It had certainly helped wake Nith up and get her blood pumping and also let her feel the ache of her unused muscles from her confinement in the Stockades.

After the run she had talked with Anna a little and learned through the conversation that the chaplin had known the naval officer Briggs who she had killed by accident, she had also learned he had a wife and two boys, she had felt a little sad learning that as she knew what it was like to no longer have parents.

And so it was she was sat on her bunk now, with a number of pieces of parchments around her, various different attempts at writing a short letter to officer Briggs widow that maybe Anna could get to her. Nith looked at the various versions she had written, wrinkling her nose as she looked through them one by one.

Dear Mrs Briggs
I am very sorry I accidentally killed your husband, I didn’t mean to do it and had it not been for his fancy hat making him look like a pirate I am sure I wouldn’t of.

Dear Mrs Briggs
I am sorry your Husband is dead and that I killed him on the ship when I thought he was a pirate, I shouldn’t have done it but if it makes you feel better I am not in a very nice place now either.

To Mrs Briggs
You don`t know me but I am the one that accidently shot and killed your husband, if it makes you feel any better I am sorry, and I know how it feels to lose someone you love because my parents are dead to.

Nith tossed the three parchments to one side and finally settled on

Dear Mrs Briggs
I am very sorry, I didn’t mean it, it was an accident.

Signed
Nithsethel Duskraven.