Archaosa,

Thank you for your message. It is rare that a voice from beyond the walls of our city speaks with such respect for the tensions we face. You have extended not just a hand, but an idea: that change must be chosen, or at least embraced, and that to resist it entirely is to fracture.

In this, we do not disagree. But, let us speak plainly.

Your proposal is clear: that those uncertain in Cyrene should abandon their footing and let Chaos reshape them.

You offer change for the sake of change. Freedom without structure. Identity as a costume, put on and discarded as desired. That is Chaos - not transformation, but erosion disguised as progress. You praise the blank canvas and ignore that something meaningful must fill it. What you speak of, Archaosa, is just emptiness in motion.

Cyrene has not chosen emptiness.

We have not drifted into the Sea. We have stepped forward with intent.

That is why your offer fails. It encourages the uncertain to run - not to build, not to endure, not to face what must be faced, but to run. Run, where one can reinvent themselves endlessly without accountability.

You will find no shame here for those who leave. But none should mistake your invitation for guidance. Chaos does not guide. Chaos offers excuses. The Sea does not.

We know where we stand, Archaosa.

Cyrene stands together.

Signed,
Sentry Radakail.

Penned by my hand on the 12th of Phaestian, in the year 976 AF.