Citizens of Mhaldor,

How long will you live under the tyranny of the pretentious Seven
Truths?

How long will you allow your so-called leader to act on his own personal
impulses and throw your lives away?

Do you not spend countless hours and days and weeks and months growing
"stronger"? Is all that work to be thrown away because your leader
cannot swallow his own pride?

I quote him from his last post, "while our own deaths are meaningless in
the pursuit of a greater objective."

Do not be fooled, he speaks not of his own death. He runs away to the
clouds at the first sign of danger leaving you all to die behind.

Save some honor for yourselves, save some dignity and leave that
wretched city that treats you as dogs.

Latus

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Daedalan, in the year 381 AF.