Tahquil.

My question to you on the day of your departure was a simple one, if tinged with not a little disappointment.

Similarly, your apology to me leaves much to be desired and for this you may find that I have gently collected your empty head. In the meantime, I gave my word, and none are beyond forgiveness -- even one such as you, Tahquil Maris.

Good enough.

With clemency,

Halos Vorondil

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Daedalan, in the year 656 AF.