Achaean News
The Jesters
Written by: Paratheo-Anametamystik Priest, Llewellyn Mercadia, of Eris Esoteric
Date: Saturday, September 20th, 2003
Addressed to: Everyone
In effort to stop the multitude of messages I have been receiving asking
if I am thrilled about the current shape of the Jesters allow me to just
say this.
While I am pleased that the taints that saw to the corruption of the
Jesters are now gone from it, for they saw to destroying all the tenets
in which Silvestri beleived in and effectively sucked most of the fun
out of the guild I so belove. However I would like to make it clear that
I never at any time held any resentment for the guild as a whole, for
those that know me best should know that I have always referred to the
Guild as my child. A child that I loved and nurtured until such time as
corruptive elements removed me from it unjustly and without remorse or
recourse. I have stood by from afar and listened to how bad things were
getting inside the guild, listened to how I was being slandered for
reasons unknown considering I only always did what was best for the
guild and lived up to how Silvestri wanted it run. Slandered to the
point where several people were outguilded for speaking up in my defense
over guild tells. Through all of this, I simply let things pass. I never
waged war upon the Jesters or even raised a hand against those who
played a part in my outguilding. I'm just not the type of person that
hangs onto such baggage and allows such negativity to consume me. I have
forever continued to try and be an ally to the School.
I do find some of the recent happenings unfortunate, however the Jesters
now have a chance to rebuild and become great once more. I wish them far
beyond well, they have my brightest blessings upon forging into a
wonderful future. Rishado, I wish you nothing but the best. Good luck
and Godspeed. Should you ever wish to call on me for advice, I shall, as
I always have, exist to serve the art of Jestering and the Jesters
School as a whole. Lead them well.
Llewellyn
Penned by my hand on the 9th of Sarapin, in the year 345 AF.
The Jesters
Written by: Paratheo-Anametamystik Priest, Llewellyn Mercadia, of Eris Esoteric
Date: Saturday, September 20th, 2003
Addressed to: Everyone
In effort to stop the multitude of messages I have been receiving asking
if I am thrilled about the current shape of the Jesters allow me to just
say this.
While I am pleased that the taints that saw to the corruption of the
Jesters are now gone from it, for they saw to destroying all the tenets
in which Silvestri beleived in and effectively sucked most of the fun
out of the guild I so belove. However I would like to make it clear that
I never at any time held any resentment for the guild as a whole, for
those that know me best should know that I have always referred to the
Guild as my child. A child that I loved and nurtured until such time as
corruptive elements removed me from it unjustly and without remorse or
recourse. I have stood by from afar and listened to how bad things were
getting inside the guild, listened to how I was being slandered for
reasons unknown considering I only always did what was best for the
guild and lived up to how Silvestri wanted it run. Slandered to the
point where several people were outguilded for speaking up in my defense
over guild tells. Through all of this, I simply let things pass. I never
waged war upon the Jesters or even raised a hand against those who
played a part in my outguilding. I'm just not the type of person that
hangs onto such baggage and allows such negativity to consume me. I have
forever continued to try and be an ally to the School.
I do find some of the recent happenings unfortunate, however the Jesters
now have a chance to rebuild and become great once more. I wish them far
beyond well, they have my brightest blessings upon forging into a
wonderful future. Rishado, I wish you nothing but the best. Good luck
and Godspeed. Should you ever wish to call on me for advice, I shall, as
I always have, exist to serve the art of Jestering and the Jesters
School as a whole. Lead them well.
Llewellyn
Penned by my hand on the 9th of Sarapin, in the year 345 AF.
