Captain Blackgale,

You have spent life carelessly in pursuit of your vengeance, and now you find yourself alone.

It is true that you have inflicted great harm upon Their city. Your spent wardiscs litter the streets, and the bodies of all those you have slain are still to be cleared away in full. Funerary rites will go on for many months.

Even so, I have offered you compassion and an extended hand at every turn, in remembrance of who you once were. Instead you have plotted, murdered, and kidnapped. Your answer has been made plainly in blood.

Come then, you who were once sworn to the Sun. Let your final move not become another broken oath.

Come, and face justice.

Dawnlord Aroan Shire

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Valnuary, in the year 979 AF.