Ah, yet another puppet speaks the script his master writes for him.

+*puts on a spoilt, arrogant, high pitched childish tone of voice*+

"In Ashtan all is well, the flowers are constantly in blossom, birds
serenade our ears daily with happy little ditty's. Mummy and daddy even
got em the pony I wanted for Logosmas! The sun constantly shines down
apon this happy little utopia of ours . . . how can any one possibly
even imagine that Ashtan could be in any other state! Such suggestions
are ridiculous . . . dudes!"

Look at the blatant propaganda contained in your post . . . you actually
baleev that crap? For the guilded class perhaps life is luxuries and
comfortable . . . but bellow you the poverty gap is enormous . . . and
it is a gap I have fallen down in the past . . .

I walk around the city's of this world and only in Ashtan do I see such
terrible poverty, such terrible oppression.

Your understanding of Mhaldor shows the world your ignorance along with
your mental age (but then again, your titles already don that for you).
Mhaldor is not home to just one of the Divine, but two . . . you wish to
talk of decadence to one who heralds from the City of Sin, the home of
A'vroth'Indrani-qa! You know not what you talk about on this subject.
Mhaldor is a sexually liberated society, there are no boundaries with in
our culture when it comes to sex. When we pay for sex, we pay for the
services of highly trained Courtesans the like of which can not bee
found any were else in the world!

Compare our Chalet to the Doxeyhouse that Ashtan used to house in the
slums . . . and there is no comparison . . .

You boast of your mortal run city, of how because imperfect mortals run
it, it must some how be better than a city run by a Divinity? Such
suggestions are ridiculous and blasphemous . . . your leaders are just
standing apon the shoulders of giants.

Mortality is weak, its is trivial, genetically flawed and evolutionary
ignorant. The Divine are all powerful, all knowledgeable. They have
existed for millions of years and have accumulated unimaginable
quantities of wisdom and knowledge . . . I know who I'd rather have in
charge of my welfare.

The Rev. Lodi Vespic de'Ta'sa

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Penned by my hand on the 18th of Daedalan, in the year 333 AF.