It has been many long years since the founding father of the Kharon,
and my mentor GrandMaster Changcoix walked from your halls and your
ways. Disgusted at the rather sad and pathetic use of your god given skills
Later he returned, hoping to help you see the way to true monkhood, and
once again he left in anger and disgust. I soon followed and returned to
my roots, to the home that rose me to promience in this land. The Kharon
guild has authorized me to make this statement, for too long you all
have lived in freedom, and quite frankly we are tired of your false preachings
You own teachings show that the Sentaari hold benevolence to all while
we seek to enslave you and view you as inferior weaklings. Well we have
never tried to bend your knee to us, but you continue to teach this. So
not to disappoint you we now demand that you willingly offer yourselves into
slavery to the mighty Kharon guild. Upon accepting this you will own nothing
and do nothing without our expressed permission. If you choose to resist
Than the Kharon will be forced into its only option left, genocide of
the entire Sentaari Guild. You have one Achaean Month to make your decision
I pray my cousins you choose correctly.

GrandMaster Laergon, First GuildMaster of the Kharon

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Phaestian, in the year 214 AF.