Hubris.

Arrogance.

Ignorance.

These are The TraiTs which I?ve come to know boTh Anedhel and MiThridaTes by. You?ve boTh sTayed True To form Through The years, dully predictable. I admiT The passion and swifTness by which I speak of Oblivion. OfTen called mad, delirious, or insane, I?m used To The insulTs. I musT admiT, however, There are subTle biTs of vindicaTion when I Try to speak coherenTly To you, MiThridaTes. When I asked you of your own beliefs, you simply blurTed ouT, ?I?ll have To find someone more educaTed Than myself.? Truly, There was liTTle surpise To be had.

I suppose I could apologise To you for my sTyle of wriTing, buT The TruTh is, iT?d be of liTTle use. To enlighTen The masses, iT is ofT besT To simplify Things. WriTing direcTly and wiTh emphasis can be an effecTive Tool. I musT admiT, I was unaware ThaT The Bloodsworn isles were home of The capiTal ?T.? Nor was I aware ThaT Lady Aurora and her mindless drones had liTTle more To do Than police The use of such a commonplace word...

Oh bloody hell! That is the last time I allow a Targossian slave to draft my missives. My sincerest apologies. The slave shall at once be sent off to serve with the other test mice in our experiments. Anywho, I do hope that the masses are not ignorant enough to be so distracted by whether the truth comes written, spoken, capitalised, in fire, in cold, cloaked, plainly, or gilded in the crooked tongue of a divine. Faustine, this, I believe applies to you certainly. Do not let a literary device taint your mind. Do not allow yourself to base opinions on the length of a quill stroke. Anedhel, your god can claim whatever realm she wants, but it?d be foolish on one hand to demand your servants to fight the forces of Chaos, hoping to avoid Oblivion while on the other hand denying that the coming of Oblivion is the truth simply because Lady Aurora wants to claim the word and its purview as her own.

The truth is simple.

Heed it.

Know it.

Anedhel knows it, or else he?d have no ?enemy? to fight.

Daeir knows it as is plain in his writing.

The Bloodsworn gods call feebly to mortals as they quake in fear of it.

Oblivion comes.

The Tide washes in.

Accept it or fight it, you will be lost to it. Your compliance is not required or desired. Just know that there is a home for those who accept it and revel in the freedom granted. Know that it does not matter how you choose to phrase the terms.

In Truth,
Magister Bellator, Jinsun Ze?Dekiah, Twin-born Assassin

Also, if you wish to call Silas any number of names, it is of no consequence to us, or any others, really.


Penned by my hand on the 1st of Ero, in the year 656 AF.