Though much has been written of the Imperial Legion's conquest of Valenwood, this treatise is intended to focus upon the mundane effects of Imperial soldiers in an occupied land. It includes collected missives, journals, manifests, and second-hand accounts of a cohort assigned to guard the Imperial fort built atop Reman's Bluff.
1. Quartermaster's Manifest (1E 2719)
2. Commander's Journal (1E 2720)
I am down to a scant twenty men under my command due to illness and desertion. All requests for reinforcement and supplies have gone unanswered. As of today, I am rationing our remaining supplies.
We have avoided sending hunting parties out due to the persistent presence of Orcish forces to the northwest, but now we have little choice.
3. Quartermaster's Manifest (estimated 1E 2720)
Flour — 0 sacks, Salt — 5 sacks, Salted meat — 150 sacks
Recent hunting has bolstered our meat supply but some form of insect has compromised and tainted the remaining flour.
4. Commander's Journal (estimated 1E 2720)
That fool Zantonius shot down an Orc shaman who was approaching us with an offer of treaty. If he wasn't some important land-owner's son, I'd have marched him to the Imperial Prison myself. Instead I sent him south with the worst of the shirkers and told him to make camp. Now he's somebody else's problem.
5. Quartermaster's Manifest (estimated 1E 2721)
Flour — 0 sacks, Salt — 5 sacks, Salted meat — 0 sacks
Some type of creature burrowed into our store room and consumed every scrap of meat. All that remains are gnawed bones and the creature's collapsed burrows. Commander thinks it was Orcs. I'm inclined to agree.
6. Commander's Journal (estimated 1E 2722)
The raids won't end. The heads of any runners sent to request reinforcements show up on Orc spears the next day. We're down to five. Five soldiers to hold a single fort! Once they realize, it will be our end.
There is one small victory I can keep from these savages. I shall not allow them the pleasure of killing me themselves.