[Nailman]

Oh glorious Grand Marshal...
The plans proceed as established.
For too long have the savages been able to walk through these lands untouched.
We will take it all, in due time. Once my last advancements bear fruit.
Feel no need to pardon my family from its crimes - I come here for my own sake alone.
Traitors must rot. The advances I make are my merit alone.

A single piece of paper from the new captain of the Iron Reavers platoon is found amidst many lost letters, reclaimed and sent through to the homeland yet again. This time, it wasn't addressed towards the Aertas household, but rather to the imperial palace itself. Regardless of which, the original one seems to continue lost, filled with plenty of words that overlapped between themselves, impossible to read.


At the same time, however, several rods of metal seem to be put through the entirety of the Osronan dominion, all the way to their very borders- Although nothing has been spoken of their purpose, the common answer given by the common working man being that it is naught but "a necessary step in infrastructure". Nothing more.