I come here today with unanbashed rage for the church. MY silence is broken and it is time to speak the truth. The road to hell is paved with good intentions, and the church has been the slaves of this effort, conspiring to consume Achaea in their good intent. It should be clear to everyone that the Shastaan are beneath the rest of us, we, the worrior classes, we are superior in our judgement. We are the ones that should live, not the poor, foolish women who are too simple to do anything but feed a family.
And more... what rights do those fool children posess, led away to be fed to the malignant experiments that breed the spawn. They deserve their end for they are not so important as the sensative feelings of our superior, elite. The church has conspired to enslave us all, and we should fight... fight to free ourselves from this hideous hypocracy. How dare the church pretend that anything but our fragile ego's is of any import.
These pathetic cattle are there for our sport, so why is the church foolishly allowing the city of shallam, good city of light, to be led to its breaking over such insignificant little beasts. Leave us alone, let us be free, we are superior, we are entitled to our sport. Clearly this fool argument about good and evil has led to horrible consequences, so why not aquiesse.
I finally see the truth, it is freedom we seak, freedom to destroy, freedom to rend to dust all that ammuses us, freedom to batter 'till bloody and broken the simple corpses of fools and smash their skulls under our iron heels so the brains litter the pavement... this is what is good. Rage against the light Blackleaf. Rage against the light Drakul. Rage... and show us the true path to freedom. Let us all share the freedom of feral dogs.
I am clearly wrong... but I will rise from the fiery bowels of hell, both swords in hand, and batter, with my mailed fist, the very doors of the abyss. I will shake the pit to its foundation so that I might spread the poison of life, so that I might scream just one more time that life is worth fighting for, that a soul has value above and beyond that you assign it, and that any risk is acceptable given the stakes you put before me.
Turn away all... those who listen to me are doomed to hell, better to turn away from risk and show the church for what it is. Let everyone see what ideology leads to, appathy is by far the better path.

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Lupar, in the year 234 AF.