*edited, just in case anyone is subscribed, missed Péter's direction post above*
Greetings fro the north, my brother, and other noble relations. I gratefully acknowledge that the force who have heeded my call has grown strong. I, however, do not have the luxury of stabilising. My mercenaries have no interest in putting down roots here on the coast, and I do not wish to practice the arts of a blustering windbag to keep them in place.
We sail in search of plunder, and will return when conditions are more favourable to stability.
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