Moving on

''Major Samuelson,

I write to you with great regret, to inform you that I am resigning my post as Watch Master in the Night Watch. In the six months it has been formed, the Watch has grown to the point of being the most effective law keeping agency I have known for the city. Unfortunately, Commander Ebonhart has not been an easy man to work for, something I have urged Watchers to persevere through time and time again when they brought their grievances to me. Sadly, morale is at an all time low and I can no longer motivate men to work for a commander who not only fouls up a majority of the incidents he attends, but beats his men and has taken to ordering officers to administer physical punishments directly.

I do not seek to bring my grievances to you, I know the way of these things and I expect politics will keep him in power until the people see fit to drive him out. But I would draw your attention to resignation rates and attendance amongst the guardsmen, which have reached all time highs and lows respectively. From one soldier to another, I would urge you to have the Guard ready to enforce order on the streets in the near future.

Sincerely, Caliyen Starbreeze.''

With that letter, I am free of the single greatest responsibility of my life. It was one I bore willingly, gratefully even, for a time. To oversee the pursuit of justice in a capital jaded by months of crime and ineffective guards, a chance to bring back the days of Minetha and the Militia. We put up a good fight, driving the Defias and Nutcrackers off the streets and winning the war of attrition against Darkwood and his Shadow Pact; they too have disappeared into the nether it seems.

But I could no longer be responsible for men and women who I could not protect, nor for a cause that seemed to become more and more tarnished every day. It is a struggle not to become bitter, twisted like Shinodan and all the others with their warped view of the city and how it truly works. Instead I will focus on the problem facing me and the six others like me who have left since this time last week, money.

Not that the Watch wasn’t well paid, it was and continues to be, but having no income in a city as expensive as Stormwind is a fast track to becoming beggars. What we do have and what became clear when we met in Lakeshire, is the determination and desire to continue fighting for good causes when we see them. We leave for the north tomorrow as a band of eleven desperate fighters, if things go well we return as a mercenary company, a free company of people who have the skills and determination to be successful.