Heya everyone.
Wow, seems like there's been quite a contraversy here lately, and I just want to get it cleared up. This is going to be my only statement about the matter, I won't respond to lies and/or taunts.
First of all, Armelia, poppet, I'm not gone. I'm not going to suicide. I had decided to leave this land because of the actions of a rather pesky and annoying person, but that's pointless. I have so much more reason to stay, people like you being part of that reason.
Fester, who must not be confused with dear Augur Fetzer, I am sure will try to discredit what I'm saying here. I don't care. If you know me, you'll believe me. If you know him, chances are you'll believe him. If you don't know either of us, I'm sorry for taking up this space as it's pretty much a waste of your time. The following is my account of the events that occurred earlier.
I was adventuring in the dungeons of Azdun, and I came across young Fester. He challenged me to a spar, which I promptly declined. Those of you who know me, know that I'm not a fighter. (Though one of these days I'm going to have to take up learning.) Out of habits, I checked on his records known as "honours" and saw that his might was ridiculously smaller than mine. He asked again, and I asked him if he was serious, which he responded to affermatively. I shrugged and thought, "Fine, I'll give him a spar. Least I have half a chance to win." We went to the shadow the the Flame and began sparring. At his behest, I left my firelord entity out of the spar. He ran, and I was following him. He finally lost me, and when I sensed him in my mind, I saw he was in the Tree of life, known as Yggdrasil. Those in the area at the time know that I yelled at him for his cowardly actions.
I stood outside Yggdrasil and spoke with some friends, when he showed up again. My entities recognised him as an enemy unvanquished, and proceeded to attack him. He immediately set upon me, not giving me time or warning in which I could calm my dear companions down. I hurried to calm them, yet he persisted in attacking. When I attacked back, he ran yet again, screaming that I was setting my friends on him.
There you have it, folks. Utter rubbish.
Anyway, you're all beautiful and I love you all, with the possible exception of Fester, whom I pity.

Romps and smooches,

--Sadie Aybara, Head Chaotic Romper

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Lupar, in the year 252 AF.