Great Maran,

If memory serves me right, I do recall that you had attacked a few of my friends. As Isildur, the Saint so eloquently said in his previous message "you like any great story teller left of[f] those parts of the plot" that prove most crucial to the telling of the tale.

You were slain by my blade because I was defending my friends. I believe that anyone who sees their friends being assaulted by someone else would move to defend them, thus I aided them in that matter. This situation which Isildur and many members of the Church has forced me into, however, is quite dissimilar to what you and I were involved in.

I did not force my beliefs on you, Isildur and by virtue of the fact that he is the Archprelate, the Church _has_ forced their beliefs upon me. I have not seen such action from you Maran, and it is my hope that you will move to rip that corrupt and evil taint that mars the beauty of the Church. It is my belief that the actions of Verlaine to provide me succor and aid in my time of need, should be praised and extolled by the Church. I am very happy to see that not all is lost.

And as to your claim that I am not weak, I am indeed weak. Weak because although I have knowledge of many skills, I am unversed in their use thus, I'm quite certain that in a one on one battle, you would most likely smear me to the ground.

Yours in hope,
Draknia, the Martyr

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Sarapin, in the year 242 AF.