Child, I feel your rage and burning anger smoldering behind your words.
I pray to the gods that in their infinite mercy you might find these
fires quenched, that you might drink from the sweet waters of love and
light.

I would like to mention that from what I have gathered from the histories
of the Church that there is a long historical precedent to Ashtan's
acknowledgement of the Church's rule there. If you have ever travelled
on the Praeletorian Highway, built by the Church at incredible expense
and much sweat and love for the benefit of Ashtan, you will know why
Ashtan has always been and will be a gem of light in the Church's realm.

If you have a grievance against a judgment against you, Child, I beseech
you to follow the proper procedures and appeal the judgment, not to take
the law in your own hands. I hear your ambitions of wanting to enforce
a great noble justice in the land, but taking the law into your own hands,
however noble the cause, will lead you to the path of Chaos. No man is
an island. We do not live in a vacuum; we live with one another, for better
or worse. Thus, it is in the best interests of everyone, including yourself
to try and find a way to work with others, to be part of the whole. I
assure you that when you find this path (or this path finds you), your
anger will dissipitate like a bad dream and you will join a cause of such
truth and justice that all your earlier efforts will be put to shame.

May the love of the gods find their way to your hear,
Wilfish Implexion
Penned by my hand on the 14th of Scarlatan, in the year 183 AF.