Dear Xadzia, "Prophetess" of the Spirit Walkers,

This month the unimaginable happened. This month our ancestors work was
broken. And this month you did nothing.

Zalhisteth, the Traveller is amongst us once more, and you yet you stand
there mocking those who seek to prevent what should not happen. Today
"Prophetess" the divide between the Curia Spiritus and the Spirit
Walkers grew greater and the chance of reconciliation weakened.

You are as we are, communers of the Spirits, and it is your House's
responsibility as well as the Curia's to keep unwanted Spirits such as
Zalhisteth from reaching this plane. I am not absolving the Curia for
its lack of vigilance. This of course is evident as Zalhisteth has now
reached the mortal plane. The difference, of course, lies in the fact
that the Curia Spiritus acted whilst you stood there and mocked us.
Though disguised through a honeyed tongue, it is insulting that you
thought we would not notice.

You have ignored your duty as Prophet and should be disgraced. Your
attempt to cast aspersions upon the House of the Occultists as the true
summoners of the Traveller was veiled as thinly as your attempt at
reconciliation with our Tribe. We formally withdraw our well-intended
attempt to honour the Day of Restoration that was foretold. It will
come, but clearly not with your involvement. Until this matter is dealt
with, till you clean the festering maggonst in your midst, till the
wrongs your House have committed are repaired, we will stand together as
the sole of Keepers of Balance.

I address all Spirit Walkers who seek to walk between worlds as agents
of such Balance, and not of Suffering or Darkness. There is a home for
you. You need not be dragged down into the Abyss with your "Prophetess,"
until you can no longer see the luminescence of the stars overhead or
heed their guidance. Join the Curia Spiritus. Together we shall work to
imprison Zalhisteth once more and uphold the Shamanic Code in our
collective walk between worlds.

To those Spirit Walkers who continue to embrace the Suffering Night, the
Curia Spiritus will do everything to stop your maschinations. If you do
not cease, your heads shall be strung on cords to wear about our necks,
your bodies shall be offered to The Inevitable to pay for the evil you
have unleashed on the world. Though we shall die, our Spirit will remain
strong, we shall not falter, we shall not cower, and we shall not stop.
And you, "Prophetess," you too shall fall, and then Balance will start
to be restored.
In service to the Spirits and Balance

Nasaru, Exain Vor'ad
Oracle Al Scutum of the Curia Spiritus


Penned by my hand on the 12th of Mayan, in the year 569 AF.