The tone was hushed, various groups intermingled, but the conversations were very subdued. Every now and again you may hear an exclamation from this or that party, but it is quickly cut off and the somber tone returns.
Conversation dies down and we all take our seats in front of the main dais. Eventually the area lights dim and our commander, the Mother Superior of the entire Brotherhood, Deborah Roaché-Hudak stands before us on the dais. Her words were soft, her tone sincere, and her demeanor was almost sad.
She announced her retirement from the Brotherhood. She had enough endless conflict, warring factions, and never ending strife. She was simply tired and only wanted peace. She was going to retire somewhere off in the neutral territories. Maybe start a Snavrum hunting company, maybe become a farmer. She had achieved heights most pilots only dream of, and few reach. She was always on hand when needed to settle a inter clan dispute, or just drink with us regular grunts in the mess.
To say she will be missed is an understatement as the whole Brotherhood is in mourning this day. We all moved as one, every single one of us on our feet and our hands snapped to salute. She smiled faintly and returned our gesture. Then with no other words she simply turned and boarded her transport.
We will miss our Mother superior of metal slaughter dearly. She was a mentor and friend to many of us, and an inspiration as a leader. If you agreed with her or not that mattered not at all, you had to admire how she never backed down. That is how we’ll always remember her.
*Note- Deb has retired from C. W. as she no longer has time for them or the prep work that goes into them. Joel Parras/ KiloToneRecoil will be heading up the clan families with internal Brotherhood help.
Submitted by Pat Willis#224534