Greetings Sapience,

For longer than most have been alive I have stood upon the world in my
own fashion. But alas! The day has come for even this old man to fall.
At long last it is over, and the people of Sapience have triumphed. No
longer will I stand as the Don, now longer will I stand and proclaim
supremity over my fellow mortals.

I do this not to be accepted, not to be forgiven. I pray that Lady
Makali will forgive me for my foolishness, but the rest is but 'history'
to me. I have come to 'see' new things and desire a new 'path.' It is
time for change. No longer shall I be the Don, no longer shall my life
revolve around the petty goals of my past. Never again shallst you see
me speak in the name of 'greatness' or 'glory.' The time has come for it
to end

Perhaps this is conceding victory to others, perhaps not. View this as
you wish, the perspective is the choosing of your own free will, and I
urge you to exercise it. Tis time for me to 'be.' Tis time to 'let go.'
It is time.. it is over. The legend has lived, the legend now dies. The
Family and the glory moves to new powers.

All has a purpose, as does this. Question it, ridicule it... I chose to
accept it.

Darknight Sioraiocht, Fallen.. Free at last

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Lupar, in the year 372 AF.