Dearest Achaeans,

I will name no names in this post, as it seems that it tends to make people angry. On that note, shall we begin?

I've wandered this realm for some odd 6 years now, since first being introduced on my 18th birthday. I must say, it's quite an interesting place. There's creatures here that I've never seen before. Even picked one up for a pet, just look at my name. I've gotten to meet a lot of people too. Some good, some bad, but all quite individuals. Now, let's take a look at one certain individual. This person shall, as stated above, remain nameless, but I think you'll all get the picture.

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outb irid wanders the land in virtual blindness. Everything has obviously become a blur to him. Why do I say this? Well, the answer is quite simple really. He's not mentally handicapped, though some would like to call it that, so blindess is the only explanation that I can offer. He is blind to the fact that people grow and progress in wisdom, stature and power. He makes a lot of enemies in this land for reasons that, well...quite frankly, nobody seems to know, nor really care about.

Most of us have goals here. I, myself simply wish to be respected. It is my hope that, when you see the name Neokove, you will know that she is a person that fights hard for her City, her Guild and for her friends. She is trustworthy, and always there to help those that she belives in. Now, back to my point. I cannot for the life of me figure out what it is that this....person is trying to accomplish. He has already been given Divine retribution, he is hated by more than any other person within this land, and continues to gather enemies on a daily basis. Now, some might argue that this is his goal - to amass enemies in such proportion that he could not possibly be looked upon favourably by anyone. Albeit hard to believe, I think that this may very well be true.

Let's look at the facts. I was standing idly by today, not really doing much of anything. I was on what is considered to be neutral groud, The Flame, and not causing harm to anyone. Now, while standing in this room I was given the ultimatum to leave. I, being the curious type as I am, sought to know the reason why this command was given. Well, before I had a chance to recieve an answer from him, I was viciously attacked by flame that covered my body. (I have recorded these happenings dutifully, just in case anyone would be interested to see them.) Well, normally it is not considered good luck to be pulled from the realm by the unseen force that we call The Lag Beast, however, in this case, it was to my benefit. I'm not much of a fighter, and had no idea how to cure these flames that licked my entire body.

So, after a rather short period of time I returned to the land only to find my health considerably lower than before, as well as the fact that I was lost deep in the Black Forrest. Luckily a Druid friend of mine was able to help on both accounts.

Now, since I've taken a considerable amount of your precious time with the details, let's get to the meaty part. This...thing, this horrid being that lives such a meager existance has become the enemy of many. It has been sworn many times that he would be made to return to Minia to do battle with the pixies. However, to this point, this has not been done. Herein lies my suggestion. Perhaps, for the next Achaean year or so, all of us who oppose this....being should gather together to ensure that he is sent to his rightful place. He has broken nearly every law known to Sarapis, and yet has not recieved punishment thus far. (It has even been rumoured, and possibly proven that he *gasp* uses 'other' people to aid him in his poor excuse for an existance.)

Again, this is just a suggestion, my fellow Achaeans. I do feel, however, that it is not one to be taken lightly. Punishment given where punishment due, I firmly believe. And again, my apologies for the length of this scroll, I do tend to ramble a bit.

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oub bellwort well, Achaea. May the forces of your chosen Divine guide you all well.

Taipan Neokove and her pet humgii, Spot.

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Daedalan, in the year 243 AF.