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After suffering a great defeat and being on the search for a new weapon and equipment, I heard a cry of rage from one of our great Morat\'torm, Nargus. The Oathbreakers had stolen an aging, half-crippled warhorse, property of our Empress, may She live forever!

At once, those of us with enough experience rallied to his call. Altough few and under-equiped, we set out for the Oathbreakers lands in search of the stolen horse.

We discovered its tracks leading from Almoth and followed them through Yandar and under the Misty Mountains to the Westwood. Deep inside enemy territory, we proceeded with caution, always following the horse\'s tracks. Out of the Westwood, we followed the Old Road north to Emonds Field, where we lost 1 of ours, the brave Suave, killed instantly by a trecherous charge from a Red Eagle Patrol.

Luckily, no alarm was raised, and Siras and I were able to proceed through the Old Bridge unopposed and followed the tracks through the Quarry Road right to the door of the Red Eagles Keep.

The tracks led inside the Keep, so, unwilling to return empty-handed, we decided to risk all on an all-out attack on the gate. After a bloddy battle, we managed to defeat the gate guards, but still we could find no way to enter the Keep to recover the Empress\'s property, may She live forever!

Resting from the battle for a few hours we were informed by courier that the horse might have been secretly removed from the Keep, so we decided to search the surrounding areas and soon were able to find it, abandoned and unguarded.

Altough wishing to punish the ones responsible for the theft, we felt that returning it was more important than any feels of revenge, so we hurried back to our lands.

The return home was uneventful, and we safely traced our steps back to the streets of Falme.

Our welcome was glorious and our feel of pride tremendous. We had done our duty to the Empress, may she live forever, and that was the best reward a Seanchan soldier can expect.

Siras and I were found worthy to be tested for the grat Morat\'torm and we noe train doubly hard to fulfil the great honor we were bestowed.

Forward the Ever Victorious Army!
Glory to the Empress, may She live forever!

Harain {Morat\'torm Applicant}