Today we defended our camps from an Orcish raid. The beasts were relentless, and many fell to our blades. Our line of pikes held strong, as archers and cavalry men sundered their forces. Despite our bravery and exceptionalism, one of our brave brothers fell. Irél and I enlisted together in Odesloe when we were eighteen. We trained together in Bladegarden, and we have served side by side these ten years since. Irél, my brother and my friend, you will not be forgotten.