Bravo Company was sent to 'safeguard' a town with an unpronounceable name in central Bosnia–Herzegovina, or BH as we tended to call it –Bloody Hel.... Alpha and Charlie companies were doing similar tasks elsewhere, as independent commands; so much for the training at Otterburn to exercise the battalion's HQ control and command function over its sub units.The town we were allocated to 'Safeguard' had a population of about ten thousand, but this had been increased by the influx of displaced people. He was always busy, which suited him just fine.As a result of his practice, Jordan led a very structured and disciplined life. He followed standard routines that didn't vary all that much from day to day, which worked well for him. He also had the mental and emotional capacity to focus only on his patients when he was with them, and to filter out the other concerns in his life and not let them interfere. He saved his personal issues until he had time to think about them, which showed how. Got there on time, I finished my business, washed my hands and started to walked back when my eyes saw a hamper full of clothes that were ready to be wash.I could not help myself to check her panties, I love panties, always have and always will. I have seen my friend's panty lines and most of the time she wears thongs. Not far from my guess and checked and proved me right. At least a whole week of used panties were in that basket, the GOLDEN pot. I checked all of them, lacy low rise black. We'd seen no sign of Sereda, not that we'd have recognised it if we had, so we had to hope she was with the Legion. Because we were taking the most direct route to our destination, we hadn't come across any Legion patrols, who always travelled from one supply depot to the next so they could travel safely in small groups.The closer we got to the Dead Trenches, the more overwhelming the sensation of darkspawn got. Duncan assured us that we weren't going to be ambushed, but all of the Wardens got.