-Hector-
He woke up early the next morning sitting up on his bed he found a message.
May Gods grace find your blade and present Mercy to those that deserve it and deliver Justice to those that do not-
It brings me sadness to ask your help in this time of tribulation the famine is taking lives without prejudice,the mills are over ran with rats and I fear the plague may soon fall upon us.
If you will please bring us supplies and prayer for our dead.
Thank you Lord Richard III
summoning the cleric-
She came quickly at hectors call it seemed urgent.
Looking at the parchment she lowered her head
"Hector his lands lie beyond the waste and would be a dangerous trek for you to undertake "yet her eyes filled with sorrow"Those poor people,We have limited supplies but i already know you have decided to go" she sighed ,She knew Hector all to well he was kind and giving and would always help those in need via prayer or food and water. It was his greatest strength yet his greatest weakness as well. "I will have the soldiers ready themselves ,and a caravan set to travel in 3 hours" She sighed looking at Hector once more before scurrying out the door.
He sat on the edge of his bed looking at the parchment over and over. she was right he would go
Kneeling by his bed his hand on the pommel of Demon Bane he said his prayers seeking wisdom and guidance,his heart answered "Yes" that being done he went down for a quick breakfast. Then waking Blaise" I have a mission i need to tend to we will be leaving at noon ,if you wish to come along meet us in the court yard" he closed the door behind him softly as she stirred .
He walked amongst the people talking to each one and stopping to hear their woes a simple nod and smile given in return. It was his morning routine and the people loved him he was an inspiration to those that dwelled here from the very young to the old. His words always brought comfort and morale,was why this place held together through so much.
The soldiers were in the yard practicing their forms and hector stood on the podium the practice ceased almost instantly ten ranks of ten soldiers each all turned in unison and listened
"Today men" voice boomed over the yard echoed by the stronghold walls"We will be going on a mission for those that are in need of our help" he looked at each soldier. "We will be traveling through the waste to get there" He paused for a moment "Lord Richard has asked our help and I will not refuse him" he paused fora moment then spoke again" I need 5 ranks of men to come and 5 ranks to stay here. The cleric will be talking to each of you and she will decide who comes and who stays. "The crowd uttered quietly amongst themselves. "As you were men" They all clanged their fist against their armor,Hector stood there for a moment looking at the men watching with pride.