Greetings everyone i come here this day a castout of the wonderful
Church and Empyreal house. I left today as many others have left because
i am tired of the hypocrisy, i am tired of the lies, i am tired of the
half truths, i am tired of the backstabbing. I have been a Priest since
i stepped off Loom Island, i worked and studied hard and became a Novice
aide, and after awhile HoN. When Arithorn was GM i fought and argued to
get given permission to run a project on who we should not bless. I was
eventually given this project and ran it for several years because i
wanted to. Not for thanks which i certainly didn't get anyway. I have
faithfully followed every rule of the house and Church then i stepped
down as HoN to retire and help strengthen and defend our icon and help
fellow Church members. I decided due to some unfortunate events that
befell me to delete my project and hand it over to someone else. I told
the House Lord my reasons were i felt i was unworthy to continue it. He
messaged me to ask if i still had the project which i did but i was
unable to reply as the City of Shallam was under attack and i with many
others went to help. Many of us died in that attempt yet only one person
was praised so i favoured the leader of the group that led the attack
making it clear that no, more than one person was responsible for the
victory, don't just praise one.

Then i return this day to find i am punished, put on probation without
even having the chance to defend myself. Why? For hurting a poor dragons
feelings. For deleteing a project that i had to fight for and that i was
passing onto someone else. I hadn't replied because of the attack yet i
was punished for.. not replying i guess!

I stood here my beloved husband showing me what everyone was saying
about me, as i was unable to see, all the accusations, all the
assumptions, sad that the only person they didn't ask was me.

You didn't ask me my reasons to my face, you talked about me behind my
back. Your wonderful HouseLord punished me without even asking why i
hadn't replied, how sad that i was to busy dying to reply.

Thank you for destroying me with your words, thank you for passing
judgement on me without knowing why. Thank you for assuming. Thank you
for .. nothing.

Anybody wish to recruit a few faithful old rogue priests?

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Scarlatan, in the year 408 AF.