Morale amongst us spartans are low. Despite being tasked with upholding the image of our glorious formation, we feel increasingly under appreciated by our Commander Instead of being lavished with welfare to maintain our form ahead of the glorious parade on the 23Th of march, the platoon has been burdened with muscle wearing exercises and runs. This trooper feels the pain. His comrades feel the pain. The platoon is stretched. Tension and depression is rife.
Our nobles, having just returned from their comissioning, are dreading it. What was supposed to be a happy nad joyous homecomming has turned sour. Without a welcome beffitting of such noble they have been put to work. The horsemen whom have returned from their basic training have yet to practice their skills. The inactivity will surely degrade their knowledge. Alas the horsemen too, have not had their share off time away from base.
As for me, i hope my horsemanship skills have not abandoned me like how my commander has betrayed me. My mind and body will continue putting up with these atrocities but alas my heart may give way.
HUA!
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