Sapience,

I don't know, if its just me, because you see, sometimes I don't have
the
greatest memory, but... If I remember correctly, the red fog you are all
so distraught about, has been around Mhaldor, for as long as I can
remember.
You all act like it just appeared, and life as you know it, is dependant
on getting rid of it RIGHT....NOW.

I just think your all so cute! And I just had to tell you!

But since I have never written on the public board before, mostly
because.. well.. Generally I could care less about all of you, and I
think its a waste of gold, I might as well add in a few more cents.

To those of you who would make sport of the life of a Mhaldorian -
I have only this to say to you. If you were put into our position, you
would not last very long. Do you think you could go on working, with a
world against you, conspiracies for you everywhere you turn, and people
who presume to know your motives up your respective arses all the
while?

Could you go on with your path? Embrace it and stay true to it?

We are stronger then you could ever guess. We work harder then you ever
will. We could lose 10,000 battles, but we will never lose the war.

Have a wonderfully wretched day,
Aista Aristata, of the Perfidious sort.

Penned by my hand on the 8th of Sarapin, in the year 348 AF.