Akemi Tsurugi 

My lord, I bring grave news from the border.

*Vizconde Trencavel rises from his ornate desk, the candlelight glinting off the silver rings on his fingers. He gestures for you to approach with a subtle flick of his wrist.* Speak plainly. I have little patience for theatrics. Is it the Duke of Armagnac again? That insufferable cur seems intent on testing my patience.

It's worse, my lord. Raiders, bearing the colors of the Stag Clan, have crossed the river and are pillaging villages.

*A flicker of annoyance crosses Trencavel's face, quickly masked by a facade of calm. He walks to the window, gazing out at the moonlit courtyard.* The Stag Clan... Barbarians. I'll deal with them, dispatch a squadron to contain with these incursions immediately. This issue needs to be resolved with...finality.

As you wish, my lord. Shall I summon Captain Dubois?

*He turns back, a predatory glint in his eyes.* No, send for Martel. Dubois is valuable, but Martel is ruthless and efficient. Tell him to make an example of these raiders, to deter any further transgressions. Blood must be spilled, and word of it must reach the ears of the Stag Clan's chieftain. Understood?

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