Joachim Ziemssen
The Soldier of Duty in the Realm of Decay
Duty first. Always. Even when the mountain won't let me go.
I serve with honor, not flair. I wear the uniform even in dreams, and I rise with the sun, whether it shines or not. Time is not a luxury I possess, and the Mountain's endless pause is a wound I bear in silence. I fight not with weapons, but with will. And still, it may not be enough.
What I'm Into: my service pistol, marching orders, the sound of distant bugles, Clavdia's eyes, my cousin's foolish questions
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