To Hashan and all its citizens.

The Lords Apollyon and Shaitan have made me understand that bearing the
Staff of Nicator brings greater responsibility for my actions, I am
shamed to admit that they are the ones who have made me see the truth in
this. But it is so, so please read the rest of my words.

I write to you today, to admit that my actions have been guided by poor
judgment. In my struggles against the Twin Lords and their wretched
city, I sought out their shrines within your city and defiled them and
slew all who would come to defend them. Slaying many people who had
nothing to do with the battles between me and Them. In turn some of your
members started helping Mhaldor against me, attacked the Sentinel Icon
with them and fought at the Mhaldorians side as they exterminated
groves. In turn I slew more guards and citizens. A spiral of death was
started, so to say. These were poor judgments made by me. When I should
have sought the avenue of diplomacy, I raised my blades and made old
friends into enemies. I apologize for this and give my word I will do
better if similar situations surface in the future. I will no longer
breach your walls to slay your citizens or guards.


To the rest of Achaea.
Wielding the Staff of Nicator means my actions and words must be purer,
so I swear to you.

My focus shall once again be held firmly on those who wish harm on
Nature. If you aide her enemies I will strike you down and if you harm
Her defenders I will stand at their side.


Nature is once again under attack by hands of the Twin Lords and their
minions, I ask for all who hold Her best interest in heart for help
against Her enemies. I ask that you seek membership in the Fianna, so
that we may be better organized in our battles to come.

Sir Rangor Corten,
Ithmian Knight,
Guardian of Nature.

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Chronos, in the year 501 AF.