“You may begin taking your notes.”, she said with cold precision.

“I'm sorry, Captain? I usually begin with the location and date to ground the article in a specific place and time.”, I responded, a bit shaken but still with my journalistic integrity.

“Very well, begin how you must.”, she said with a huff.

Rekkenmark, Karrnath. 3 Rhaan.

I paused for a moment. “Is it alright if I add a signature opening as well as a thesis paragraph expanding on where I am and why?”, I asked.

“Within reason, Lord Genbo. But please do not be too flowery. Remember, your continued presence here depends on your satisfactory performance.”, not the first warning she'd given me.

A false rumor can get halfway across Khorvaire before the truth has time to get its boots on in the Corners of Khorvaire.

When I arrived at the city of Rekkenmark, I was approached by a representative of the famed Order of Rekkenmark. This revered body of military excellence has produced the finest tacticians...

“That's enough.”, she interrupted without taking her eyes off of the...tableau she had brought me here to view. “You may begin addressing the issue we brought you here to alleviate.”

A pernicious rumor has been circulating about the Karrnathi army since the end of the Last War. I won't deign to repeat it here, but sufficed to say it has to do with how the Karrns have managed to equip new soldiers with leather goods while decommissioning their zombie army at the same time.

The falsification of this vile slander stood before me. Captain Gisaul ir'Brand had brought me to a viewing stand overlooking an impressive array of pens containing a countless array of...boars.

The Order of Rekkenmark, in conjunction with the Karrnathi government, has expended significant capital to initiate the most impressive breeding program of dire boars since the end of the Last War.

“So, as you can see, there is absolutely no truth to the rumor. We have an adequate supply of leather as well as meat for our citizens and other remnants for other purposes.” Then she added, “I'm told that some even find the...piglets...to be quite cute.”

I started to say “I've seen something with tusks that's...”, but with a piercing side glance, I quickly adjusted to “I've only seen one thing with tusks that's even close.”

So there you have it, dear readers. Don't believe everything you hear in the Corners of Khorvaire.

Genbo Santor d'Sivis.

(Editor's Note: This version of the article is approved  by both the Order of Rekkenmark and the author.)