Kezmur would read the note solemnly. He stood in front of a group of his fellow peasant militamen. Each Vinovian had their own story, their own life, their own families, and their own reason to take up the sword for pay. They fought for their own glory and gain instead of some nobles. Yet many themselves were canonists, and he would now have to demand they turn their swords on their countrymen and their own clergy. How could he convince these men, with fickle allegiances and power, to fight GOD and his cronies?
He began his speech towards them, hoping to rally them one last time:
“Boyz, the church excommunicated us. This means. until it's over, YOU ALL GET HAZARD PAY!”
The camp responded with roaring applause.