Dearest Drakan,

When I met you in hashan, you were waiting at the Bowmaster to purchase arrows for a higher ranking paladin who was an enemy of Hashan with his gold, for his use. That my friend is borderline conspiring with a city enemy which could possibly get you enemied to Hashan. Instead of killing you I tried to make you feel unwelcome, even a humgii could have taken the hint, yet you persisted in your scheme and became belligerent with that lovely vulgar tongue of yours. So instead of simply snapping your spine which was my first idea, I forced you to anger the bowmaster, therefore making the task of you getting arrows impossible. I then forced you to ask for a deliverance from your city, and you were quickly removed from hashan. The same procedure was carried out on beowulf

Soon after, you saw fit to challenge me to a duel, inside shallam, with 4 of your best paladin friends. When I declined you called me, my guild, and my city cowards.

Now, you resort to projecting your immature reaction to having yourself killed on the populous of Sapience. I admit I am not always likeable and/or perfect. But in my life as a Kharon, it is my duty according to the Way to fight for what the Guild and I think is right. In the process it will happen that I will bring anger and hatred towards myself, which does not bother me.

Have a nice day
Calhoun

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Chronos, in the year 251 AF.