We march the day after next. I am nervous, but anxious to rid ourselves of the plague that has claimed nearly half of Thestra.
Willem is barely able to stand himself up. I do not know how he plans to lead the unit into battle. His condition has taken a noticeable turn for the worse in the last week. He does not appear to be sleeping and continues to drown whatever his problems are with a flask.
Now though, he seems almost... worried, scared even. The entire unit is nervous but this is no different than any battle.
We apprehended a handful of smugglers several days ago at the gates. Rastus ordered them imprisoned. That is when it started, the color left his face and he broke a sweat after issuing the command. I know that look, I've seen it before. It is the look of a man who knows he is going to die.
Maybe he got in to something too deep? I do not know but whatever he gets, he deserves. He had better sober himself up before the Red Blades march.
Edonus Taggart
Red Blade Unit
