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Actions Speak Louder Than Words....
Written by: Sensei Shylmysten 'Drill Instructor' Darrion
Date: Thursday, December 5th, 2002
Addressed to: Lord Sartan, the Malevolent
Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall
fear no evil; for thou art with me Lord Aegis; thy spirit of War and thy
Mighty blade WarpWitch -- they comfort me.
"I walk" calmly and confidently, steadily advancing. I know this path
and I feel quite safe. The person of faith does not walk in the valley,
but through it, and not through "the valley of death", but through "the
valley of the shadow of death."
You Immortal Sartan, I refuse to fear, nor hate, for that is what you
feed off of. It is how you control your pathetic, weak-minded followers
and I will not give you that power over me. You may have the Godly
powers to make a maggot out of me, but nay, you will never have the
power to break my spirit.
As I stated before, I mean you no disrespect, I speak only of truths,
those of which sometimes strike even a God, all the way to the core. You
preach of lies, greed and hate to your followers, then turn around in
the same sentence and conscede to the wishes of a mortal, groveling at
his feet for him to return to your order by giving him the conscessions
of love and marriage, that which got him outcasted from your midden heap
of a city and order, that which your followers term as blasphemy and
taboo within your order.
Yea I will fear you not, you may slay me, you may turn me into a maggot,
you may disfavor me with your Godly powers, because your followers are
too weak to defend you themselves or you, but neither take nor break my
spirit you will not.
Your actions have proven how dangerous my words, the words of a maggot,
are to you and your "order" by sending in 3 assassins to kill the maggot
you made of me, and still I took down one of your assassins, and would
have taken down all 3 if not for your lone assassin mounting an attack
under the protection of grace.
Pathetic, weak and cowardly that three assassins were needed to kill one
maggot. What more will you do to me to level the playing field for your
puppets? How else will you try to discredit the truth in my words that
seem to be so dangereous to you and that of your order?
I am a Child of War. You will never break me. Your puppets havent the
power nor the ambition any longer. You have beaten them into a mindless
meaningless existence for which even their memory of you seems to be
fading, and their fear of you without reason or comprehension as to why
in the void you have placed them.
(Mhaldor): Sartan says, "Don't worry, he has to come out eventually and
when he does, I want a blade at every corner for him, but only
kill him once.""
Some people are afraid of shadows, which only emphasizes a point
philosophers have to make continually - that the worst evils in life are
those that exist in our imagination. I am not one of those people....MY
Lord has seen to that in me, where you have failed in yours.
I would also like to thank you Sartan for helping me to prove my point -
that even as a maggot and then even still outnumbered 3 to 1 by your
assassins, the Followers of Sartan can be defeated in the shell of
existence you have so "masterfully crafted" about them to wallow in all
the days of their lives.
In the Spirit of War and the Mystical Dragon,
Sensei Shylmysten of the Ashuran Monestery
Penned by my hand on the 7th of Aeguary, in the year 322 AF.
Actions Speak Louder Than Words....
Written by: Sensei Shylmysten 'Drill Instructor' Darrion
Date: Thursday, December 5th, 2002
Addressed to: Lord Sartan, the Malevolent
Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall
fear no evil; for thou art with me Lord Aegis; thy spirit of War and thy
Mighty blade WarpWitch -- they comfort me.
"I walk" calmly and confidently, steadily advancing. I know this path
and I feel quite safe. The person of faith does not walk in the valley,
but through it, and not through "the valley of death", but through "the
valley of the shadow of death."
You Immortal Sartan, I refuse to fear, nor hate, for that is what you
feed off of. It is how you control your pathetic, weak-minded followers
and I will not give you that power over me. You may have the Godly
powers to make a maggot out of me, but nay, you will never have the
power to break my spirit.
As I stated before, I mean you no disrespect, I speak only of truths,
those of which sometimes strike even a God, all the way to the core. You
preach of lies, greed and hate to your followers, then turn around in
the same sentence and conscede to the wishes of a mortal, groveling at
his feet for him to return to your order by giving him the conscessions
of love and marriage, that which got him outcasted from your midden heap
of a city and order, that which your followers term as blasphemy and
taboo within your order.
Yea I will fear you not, you may slay me, you may turn me into a maggot,
you may disfavor me with your Godly powers, because your followers are
too weak to defend you themselves or you, but neither take nor break my
spirit you will not.
Your actions have proven how dangerous my words, the words of a maggot,
are to you and your "order" by sending in 3 assassins to kill the maggot
you made of me, and still I took down one of your assassins, and would
have taken down all 3 if not for your lone assassin mounting an attack
under the protection of grace.
Pathetic, weak and cowardly that three assassins were needed to kill one
maggot. What more will you do to me to level the playing field for your
puppets? How else will you try to discredit the truth in my words that
seem to be so dangereous to you and that of your order?
I am a Child of War. You will never break me. Your puppets havent the
power nor the ambition any longer. You have beaten them into a mindless
meaningless existence for which even their memory of you seems to be
fading, and their fear of you without reason or comprehension as to why
in the void you have placed them.
(Mhaldor): Sartan says, "Don't worry, he has to come out eventually and
when he does, I want a blade at every corner for him, but only
kill him once.""
Some people are afraid of shadows, which only emphasizes a point
philosophers have to make continually - that the worst evils in life are
those that exist in our imagination. I am not one of those people....MY
Lord has seen to that in me, where you have failed in yours.
I would also like to thank you Sartan for helping me to prove my point -
that even as a maggot and then even still outnumbered 3 to 1 by your
assassins, the Followers of Sartan can be defeated in the shell of
existence you have so "masterfully crafted" about them to wallow in all
the days of their lives.
In the Spirit of War and the Mystical Dragon,
Sensei Shylmysten of the Ashuran Monestery
Penned by my hand on the 7th of Aeguary, in the year 322 AF.