Farewell

Farewell To Butcher & HPM

A FAREWELL TO FRIENDS
The officers club was crowded tonite. CF had just won solaris and the club was open to all. Colonel Butcher and Sergeant Lar sat at the bar alone as usual. being the oldest and most seasoned of the warriors,they found each others company preferable to the hell raising of the younger warriors. HPM, Butcher's younger brother,and Nekron were giving Destroyer a hard time at one of the pool tables. Destroyer, having just won Solaris, was smug and it was pissing HPM and Nekron off that they couldn't get his goat. "Well Lar" said Butcher "I remember when you and I were like that. Seems ages ago" "more like eons" laughs Lar as he takes a tremoundous drag on his cigarrete. "Thank God we survived it!". Just then Wingarm,the youngest warrior,staggers over. "ub glub dub sub uggh" he mutters and promptly passes out in a booth. Butcher and Lar shake their heads, "I told him to stick to beer, Lar",says Butcher. "Well he has to learn the hard way" says Lar with a grin.
Suddenly Commander Quinlan and Mechwarrior Tzahddi walk in. Tzahddi has been acting communications officer until his mech is finished being upgraded and repaired. "All CF form up" snaps Quinlan. As most look up, Quinlan bellows" Niamo that means you too! Take your hand out of that woman's blouse and go find that perv Ferret"all CF laugh as Niamo, blushing furiously, hurries outside to find Ferret who had just left with another so called "lady. Soon all CF are accounted for, even Phobos who had been raping the support crew in poker. "I have an important announcement to make" begins Quinlan. "General Michael Jagger, Butcher and HPM's father,has been killed along with their younger brothers Elven Warlord and James Ronald, in an attack on the weapons factory that they were running for us. As of this moment Butcher and HPM are released from active duty. I need you two to repair and run the factory as we need the weapons produced there to keep us in the fray with this border war we have with Black Horse. I know this sounds strange, but you two know that facility better than anyone left alive, having grown up playing and working there." silence falls like a hammer in the room. All knew General Jagger, once clan warrior and confidant to Quinlan at the outset of CF's rise to power. Warlord and James were also promising warriors, soon to join the ranks of CF. "goddamn" mutters Lar. Lar's training from the old general is what helped make him the feared noncom that was. "You alright Butcher my friend?" "Yeh, it happens" mutters Butcher" I just wish that my brothers had made it. The old man had a glorious life, but they hadn't even started theirs" "well," says HPM "I think im gonna get drunk" he walks away followed by the other warriors. Quinlan and Tzahddi sit with Lar and Butcher."I don't usually do this" says Tzahddi "but I am today" "bartender bourbon" he yells. The bartender hurries over. After filling four shot glasses he turns to leave. "Hold on" says Quinlan quietly "leave the bottle" so ends the saga of Colonel Butcher1 and major HPM. Truebirth warriors of the great house CRIMSON FIST.


Written By Colonel Butcher