Today I woke up to the sounds of explosions. They were far enough away that I wasn’t in danger but it was still rather shocking. It seems some rather potent mages were part of a strike force sent against us, but Par’s people found them before they could get close enough to cause any real damage. We chased them off, causing several casualties, but not without taking a couple hits ourselves. The Dragonewt saint lost an arm in the skirmish, not that it isn’t something he can’t heal himself, but the mere fact that someone got past the front line far enough to injure the healers is proof of their competence.

In my training I managed to push the number of sets I can do at peak efficiency to eight.

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In the evening I heard more explosives. Apparently, that group has been trying to get close all day. Neither side has enough of an advantage to crush the other, so they have stopped trying a frontal assault and are now trying to bleed us more, they have had mixed results. We have a terrain and a numerical advantage, in addition to superior weapons and armour, but each individual soldier of theirs is much more skilled than any one of ours. We have been able to push them off every time, but we are taking casualties with every skirmish.

I'm sure they can take care of them, I have confidence in Par.

Other than that I didn’t have much time to do anything.

Anyway, Good Night Diary.