Dara Williamson
Novice
To Serahs Fallingstar and Evandaril (because I cannot tell between you and you are thus equally culpable, to my mind)-
Dear serahs-
I compose this letter in order to discuss with you the tactics and military discipline you see fit to enact on the missions that take place in and around Thuddington (ie. none at all). I find that, while being very young to the ways of civilized warfare, in my experience of the military tribal complex it is impossible to go from cradle to crawling without encountering some example of planning, tactical aggression, and enforcement of disciplinary codes in process of completing mission goals, much less to make it to a marked standing of rank, such as a belted knighthood, without same. Well congratulations, ya'll have managed just that.
Ordinarily I would say, allow the civil folk to live as their civilization has wrought. Those that make their beds shall lie in them, whether or not they've been short-sheeted, as we say. But when the inability to get warriors to follow simple orders, commanders to issue sensible ones, and oath-takers to keep their words directly affects me and mine so heinously, I find I must speak out. I and my follower Sterling both resurrected over one fellow's inability to make and stick to a plan, much less a formation, when fighting a node's worth of creatures. Earlier that day, I witnessed this fellow, Foss by name, be excoriated over just that same problem, noting that his lack of discipline and overly-passionate mode of operation had caused his resurrection at least six times in the course of a year. I cannot even begin to imagine how many other resurrections his actions caused alongside him. He was then asked to swear an oath to follow and obey Serah Fallingstar (and all other knights of the realm), with more focus and diginity aforethought, after which he was redecorated with a cord that symbolized his position as a learning officer under said knight's command and teaching.
We all know what happened next.
I find that I am unwilling to continually risk what will eventually add up to permanent death alongside those who have no regard for their own necks, and so cannot be assumed to have regard for mine. It would be one thing to calculatedly risk or spend lives in pursuit of a worthy goal- but I see no such trade being weighed and measured, merely throwing weapons and people at smaller problems until they seem to go away. There is no visible chain of command through which decisions are handed down on the field, and no enforcement of obedience to same. Formations are an afterthought, created on the field once casualties have already been taken, and exit strategy is a distant dream for those who have the temerity to wish they could accomplish a simple goal without sacrificing half the boots on the ground, every. single. Time.
One can say 'give them a piece of meat and let chance sort it out' when we are children, unformed meat not yet sorted into 'keep' and 'feed to the wargs'. But adults need rules to live and die by.
Please address this problem of structural, disciplinary and tactical deficiency before again asking me to participate in your attempts at a town defense.
Yours,
Mordahg, Seventh Chief'schild
Leaping Death Division, Sept of Spearfoot Clan.
Dear serahs-
I compose this letter in order to discuss with you the tactics and military discipline you see fit to enact on the missions that take place in and around Thuddington (ie. none at all). I find that, while being very young to the ways of civilized warfare, in my experience of the military tribal complex it is impossible to go from cradle to crawling without encountering some example of planning, tactical aggression, and enforcement of disciplinary codes in process of completing mission goals, much less to make it to a marked standing of rank, such as a belted knighthood, without same. Well congratulations, ya'll have managed just that.
Ordinarily I would say, allow the civil folk to live as their civilization has wrought. Those that make their beds shall lie in them, whether or not they've been short-sheeted, as we say. But when the inability to get warriors to follow simple orders, commanders to issue sensible ones, and oath-takers to keep their words directly affects me and mine so heinously, I find I must speak out. I and my follower Sterling both resurrected over one fellow's inability to make and stick to a plan, much less a formation, when fighting a node's worth of creatures. Earlier that day, I witnessed this fellow, Foss by name, be excoriated over just that same problem, noting that his lack of discipline and overly-passionate mode of operation had caused his resurrection at least six times in the course of a year. I cannot even begin to imagine how many other resurrections his actions caused alongside him. He was then asked to swear an oath to follow and obey Serah Fallingstar (and all other knights of the realm), with more focus and diginity aforethought, after which he was redecorated with a cord that symbolized his position as a learning officer under said knight's command and teaching.
We all know what happened next.
I find that I am unwilling to continually risk what will eventually add up to permanent death alongside those who have no regard for their own necks, and so cannot be assumed to have regard for mine. It would be one thing to calculatedly risk or spend lives in pursuit of a worthy goal- but I see no such trade being weighed and measured, merely throwing weapons and people at smaller problems until they seem to go away. There is no visible chain of command through which decisions are handed down on the field, and no enforcement of obedience to same. Formations are an afterthought, created on the field once casualties have already been taken, and exit strategy is a distant dream for those who have the temerity to wish they could accomplish a simple goal without sacrificing half the boots on the ground, every. single. Time.
One can say 'give them a piece of meat and let chance sort it out' when we are children, unformed meat not yet sorted into 'keep' and 'feed to the wargs'. But adults need rules to live and die by.
Please address this problem of structural, disciplinary and tactical deficiency before again asking me to participate in your attempts at a town defense.
Yours,
Mordahg, Seventh Chief'schild
Leaping Death Division, Sept of Spearfoot Clan.
