Arzad. Infamous site of turmoil. I am back. The war rages on. As always, I am in the middle of it. The ranks of the Matari have swelled. Seems they have a better propaganda campaign than we do.
Still, it is good to be back on the front. Our time in Otosela was not wasted, but treachery seized some of the fruits of that labor. Still, we are better for our time spent there. Now, we are back on the front lines again, where we should be.
Leela and I have grown closer. I don't know what she sees in an old merc like me, but with luck, her vision will stay blurry. On the other hand, considering her shitty life until now, I probably do seem a saint.
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