To my esteemed Primus and Head of the Milites, Garus ex Flambeau
It was my pleasure and honour to receive your missive regarding a mission for one of our Sodales in Bonisagus. It is my duty to serve whatever the cause and whatever the need.
I received one Xander ex Bonisagus later in the season and brought with me Mufarrj, the moorite you had mentioned as well as one of my more capable Grogs. Xander informed me that the quest was to capture a giant for his research, and he told me he knew in general of where one could possibly be found.
Alas, despite my best efforts I have failed in this quest. I would say that I was ashamed of my failure, but I am not, for despite Xander’s stated desire of capturing a giant he took deliberate steps to make this even more difficult until it became completely impossible.
From the start of our venture he lied and dissembled. He claimed he knew only of legends of a giant not so far from my current home. We spent days searching out rumour and claims of this giant, and while we heard of different claims were not given much else, except perhaps a ranch that was ravaged by it at one point.
We approached the ranch, and found the giant…doing farm chores, for he is the young son of a farmer named Andre. His son ran off at the sight of us leaving me to try and deal peaceably with a frightened and angry father. I tried to make an offer of service that he might be rewarded for in return for letting Xander study his son. The farmer knew Xander by name and certainly by reputation as Xander had tried to kidnap his son a few times before. Xander had already disappeared at this point, taking any truth with him. He had lied about not knowing the giant, to what purpose I’m not sure, perhaps he hoped I had no honour and would attack a father to steal his son.
After this awkward moment I managed to speak civilly with the father and find a possible way to salvage this, as I had no intention of kidnapping his son once he pointed out that he had no intention of allowing his son anywhere near Xander. He knew of a regio nearby where his son sometimes lived with other giants, and one of those giants was victimizing his son. Now it seemed I had a way to complete the mission and bring down a rampaging giant. My men and I went to the regio and were then ambushed by Xander.
He cast spells on the giant, my men and myself, but could not get through my parma. My men and the man’s giant son were paralyzed. I berated Xander for his lies as well as fouling up a means of recovering the mission with some honour, and as learned as he was, such talk baffled him. It was only when I explained that there were more giants on the other side of the regio that he decided to try for those, and even then he threatened to taunt and provoke them into causing a massacre on our side of the regio.
My men were now unable to help until after Sunset, and I wanted nothing more than to be done with this. We crossed over and I agreed to find the giant they had named. Again I found that this rampaging giant was just another giant child, one that happened to be a bully of the first we encountered. I brought him to the entrance of the regio, still uncertain of what I would do and found that Xander had been overcome by the first giant, his father, and to my embarrassment, my men. The spell had worn off due to the difference in time between the regios and they took him by surprise. He was only mildly hurt, but tied up and gagged.
At this point I washed my hands of the whole affair. I let the one giant go, gave Xander a lecture on the values of honesty, gave him six pawns of Corpus vis (four to heal himself, and two more for the assault he endured, and I feel I was overly generous) and exited the region after I saw Xander cast a spell on himself to no doubt return to his sanctum.
I wished to make sure you had an account from myself as soon as possible, for certainly you will receive a letter or some other device from Murion as well as Xander. The accounting I have thus related is true as I witnessed it, so I swear by the honour of my master Tristan ex Flambeau and the Lord Christ; may He hold me to my word.
I hope this letter helps resolve the trouble that this affair has caused.
I remain your servant,
Alexei von Kroitsau ex Flambeau, Milites member in good standing