Horatio, if you believe that you aren't a pawn to -someone- in
-someones- game you're living with blinders on.

If you worship -any god- you are a pawn in some fashion, doing the deeds
or fulfilling requests set forth upon you by that Divine. If you are in
a guild, you do the deeds set forth for you by the guild. If you live in
a city there are Civic duties we are all held to even if only not to
slay the idiot neighbor who can't keep his pets quiet at night. Don't be
stupid and try to pretend you aren't a pawn, and then talk down to
someone who would see the truths for what they are.

Many... and oh god, I do mean Many... have come to me asking what all
went on with the Tanjinn, with Mhaldor, with Darknight... Yes, we were
to be married. Yes we were in love, however love is best defined for a
man like Darknight and a woman like me. Yes, Darknight is a strong man
to organize and pull off a stunt like what he attempted.

However we prove once again it takes more then pure brawn to succed in
anything. You can't bully your way through life and expect to win
=every= time. Obviously he was lacking in some sincere foresight when
you look upon the success of his adventure. He's hunted--- hides out in
Lady Indrani's temple cowering like the fool and pathetic excuse for
breath he's become. The Tanjinn remain as they always were, in Mhaldor.
The voices spoke up quite loudly as soon as Darknights iron fisted
manner was removed from guild ears, how very relieved they are that
everything is returning to normal and the treacherous trash of Darknight
and his little band of pawns have been ever-removed from Mhaldor and the
Tanjinn. He wasn't quite as popular as he thought he was, but then, his
ego was always his downfall. I'm sure Shallam and the rest of sapience
can attest to his failures just the same as we can.

How cute, look Shallam-- we have something in common. Darknights piked
head.

C'mon DK-- you have more reparations to make good on. Can't you come out
of hiding for a single day? I'm sure it's cozy hanging out in Lady
Indrani's temple under her ever loving protective embrace but you must
come out for air now and again, I'd hope, and at the very least to face
up to what you've caused. Or is it assuming too much that you could be
so courageous?

Penned by my hand on the 8th of Lupar, in the year 361 AF.