Dearest brother,

In your post, you seem to imply that the truth of chaos is defined
relative from person to person. Could a mortal really define the
phenomenal world based on his own perceptions -- acting akin to a god in
his manipulations of the very forms themselves? In this sense, your
statement must be false.

Yet, in a sense, your very ramblings almost poetically personify chaos
itself. Such mismatched statements and claims must surely contain some
of what we covet as truth. Who knows.

But still, what will become of this armchair speculation? Are you, whom
call yourselves chaoticians, chaos lords, or just "the scattered," going
to one day skip gayly through the streets of Shallam while the mages
whistle merry tunes at you and the archers blow kisses? If so, I'll be
vanbuzzled. Otherwise, your statements must surely be meaningless.

My friendliest regards,
Epich D. de Vermiis

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Phaestian, in the year 328 AF.