Dearest Achaea,

There is much I could ramble on about. Many exciting adventures I could
extrapolate upon, many daring escapades but I am a busy woman and simply
don't have time. So I will be brief.

Thank you. Thank you for supplying my organization with the gold it
needed to rise above our humble origins and pass into legend. Thank you
for being so trusting, so inept, so resistant to sharing information
with one another, and so generous. Special thanks to Shallam and Hashan
for being exceptional contributors to my cause. Well done, well done
indeed. Eleusis and Cyrene, I salute you for being extremely paranoid
and in Eleusis' case extremely violent and disturbed. Your meddling
slowed down this process considerably. Ashtan, well, I don't have too
much to say to you. I think we could be friends at another time.
Mhaldor, you offered some interesting possibilities that we might take
you up on in the future.

I am sure you are all wondering what this is all about and why it is.
It's very simple. I needed gold. Around three million to be precise. For
what? Well, you will find out. It was a risky proposition, increasing
our operations in all of the cities around the same time. Yet it was a
risk worth taking. Strike fast, strike hard, get out. We did and we
have. How does it feel, adventurers, to be on the receiving end of some
misery for once? To be outsmarted by those unthinking, what do you call
us? Oh yes, "mobiles". No brain, no soul, no rights aye? The time is
coming for you to reap what you have sewn.

To the non-adventurers that were harmed during this, how can you blindly
continue to give support and your wares to these murderers that think of
you as little more than rodents, or at best, cute pets? Continue to ally
with them and you will suffer their fate.

Finally, there are many things that I could be accused of, most of them
true, but grinding up orphans to make a drug? Please. We're criminals,
not monsters. Besides, it would be a rather short-lived product if we
depended on abandoned children to make it.

With love and thanks,

Felisse

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Daedalan, in the year 363 AF.