Well, for one, the heart is a heart. Sometimes I help it
sometimes I dont. I dont take definate sides and always
stand for some of the foolishness that warmaster does.
Now, back to the actual issue here, instead of trying to
change the topic to something which it is not. Here is the
actual issue warmaster. Just in case you were not able
to understand it. I used big words, so I will try to use
smaller ones this time just for your sake.

I was journeying to the gorge, admiring the cravings of the
walls to bring one of my friends some food which they needed.
upon arrival to them, I see a very large heart. Ill confess
that I stared at it, although it only seemed like a moment
it may have been longer, as it has this strangeness about it.
I go to get into my pack when I realize that I am no longer
there. But I am in Shallam. Having only been there once years
prior, I took a moment to absorb it without giving question as
to how I arrived.

All of the sudden, the evil being Nuitari arrived out of no where.
The guards did well and attacked him on sight. I would have moved
to assist, but I am not much of a fighter myself, and would not
last long against one as skilled as him. Shallam must be a very
mystical city, as again out of thin air Warmaster appears and
finishes off Nuitari quickly with the aid of the city guards.
As I look up to this animal almost ready to thank him, he attacks
me.

So I begin to run in utter terror, shouting to the guards for help.
But all that were about moments before had vanished
seemingly into thin air. I darted about the unfamiliar streets,
but around every corner he was already there awaiting me.

Finally he bested me, and I could not escape or find any guards
to protect me. Now he says he is at war with me. I cannot imagine
what for. The only wars that I know of are more in relation
to the gods than to individuals such as myself. And being that
I would never approach a god, and I doubt one would approach me
I just dont see how he could think I would be involved.

I hope that the leaders of Shallam will see his lies for what they
are, and that Gaia may be so graceful as to investigate why one
of her followers would attack someone for no cause other than
an evil thirst for blood and a desire to steal my
only means of making money by stealing my rats that I had killed
for the rat collecter of te city.

-L

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Daedalan, in the year 242 AF.