Weather: Cold and dull, not surprisingly it's raining...again

Location: The base of operations

Time: Almost Midnight

Things are not improving for us. Each day the fear of dying or being discovered claims each of us as we wake to the dawn and as we sleep at night.

Between the betrayal of our own and the looming war of the Temaji, we are stretched to our limits. Not only that but the other kingdoms and countries misunderstand us and are making the job harder. Not only now do we have to patrol the areas, protect the innocent and gather information on our enemy's but also counteract their increasing attacks.

As I lie in bed I wonder if the next day is the day that we are discovered and exposed to the world. The day that Hell will raise from the ground and rain on those who stand in it's way. Either way, a storm is coming and those who are not already caught in it are about to become shipwrecked.

Brian says that I am making to many metaphors these days or references that go to deep. Maybe he's right, but then again what would he know of depth?

He is a Wargle after all.

Will~

Lieutenant of The Order

(Request made by: Jwilson19)