You know what, Nerav, you're not worth arguing this long postulation
about how wrong you are and how right we all were but I will say one
thing.

You were next in line, you had it all at your fingertips. You gave it
away, and for what, to be a toy, a pawn, a useless tool cast aside when
your uselfulness was used up. Sponge indeed, full of holes, and
absorbant of whatever comes along.

Instead of those ever-so-stupid 2 ILLEGAL Pk Contracts you hired on
me... you should be going after Darknight. He was always a thief but
this time he stole your entire reason for existing. Oh wait, I forgot
you have one left. Freedom. Be Free, Nerav... be Free.

Penned by my hand on the 7th of Mayan, in the year 361 AF.