I have never seen Kesefeon so despondent, I have taken over writing all his correspondence.
Local merchants deny us equipment, assistance, they are afraid something bad may happen to them if they help us; I don't blame them, I've seen the things they do to civilians when they don't comply.
And if it wasn't enough, we're running out of resources at accelerated rate.
Short summary:
We're stuck in the Infertile Lands. I don't know if it's good or bad that we're stuck with the Xepians in here.
The lands we've taken accross the Pilt River are being recovered by the Xepians after our troops are brutally defeated by them.
I'm not joking, last thing I ate was a piece of horse leg and a sip of water, after one week of an empty stomach.
There's reports of artillery attacks over the population of both Yorktown and Chesapeake, nothing official at the moment.
We'll gather at midnight to see how we'll work from this point, we're surrounded, tired and starving for help.
We're gonna fly a lot of flags half-mast.