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He next took up the dutiful role within the family, getting some more battlefield experience as a mercenary in the Virilian Banners. He found himself better suited to logistics and management than cut and thrust, and wangled a role as quartermaster for the company, a role coming with significant perks. Alas, the life of the mercenary involves ups and downs and somehow he found himself freezing to death in a forsaken valley with a handful of compatriots. Initially well-provisioned, they ended up snowed in to the extent they had to survive the winter without aid. Starvation beckoned, and gradually they ate everything possible until nothing remained. Some died of sickness, the cold, starvation. An awful choice presented itself, but Brutus' fear of death outweighed his moral squeamishness. He and his remaining two companions ate the corpses of their comrades to try to eke out their lives further, but once the bones were picked clean they still had weeks of winter to endure.
 
He next took up the dutiful role within the family, getting some more battlefield experience as a mercenary in the Virilian Banners. He found himself better suited to logistics and management than cut and thrust, and wangled a role as quartermaster for the company, a role coming with significant perks. Alas, the life of the mercenary involves ups and downs and somehow he found himself freezing to death in a forsaken valley with a handful of compatriots. Initially well-provisioned, they ended up snowed in to the extent they had to survive the winter without aid. Starvation beckoned, and gradually they ate everything possible until nothing remained. Some died of sickness, the cold, starvation. An awful choice presented itself, but Brutus' fear of death outweighed his moral squeamishness. He and his remaining two companions ate the corpses of their comrades to try to eke out their lives further, but once the bones were picked clean they still had weeks of winter to endure.
  
Saladriel visited, concerned her investment was going to cash out too early, and implored Brutus to do what was 'necessary'. He enchanted his companions into a slumber, then slaughtered them in their sleep and feasted on their flesh. Pleased, Saladriel informed Brutus his survival was assured - but he'd need to get used to some changes, as he transformed into a ghoul. The trauma, long with the loss of intelligence, all but wiped Brutus of his sorcerous powers, retaining only those spells ingrained enough that he could recall their incantations through the fog of his newly-ghouled mind.
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Saladriel visited,  
  
 
'''A New Chapter'''
 
'''A New Chapter'''

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