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Fool
Written by: Mythical Infernal Amitation, Master of Blades
Date: Thursday, February 8th, 2001
Addressed to: Shallam's Own, Qwilleran Vector, Gaian Paladin
Dear Qwilleran,
You have an uncanny kind of way to twist what people do, and say.
You, Paladin, have no respect for mortal kind, no respect for what is better than you, no respect for the honourable. Instead of taking the death into hands and accepting it, you follow it up with a whining post, crying into the God's shoulders, begging for compensation.
Take some more time to 'think', Qwilleran. You apparently aren't to swift about it, so do take more time. Scum of such high disloyalty and disrespect such as yourself deserve the least amount of honor. You have jumped, teamed, and summoned friends and even myself to their death. I challenge you to a duel, and you refuse. So I told you that I would hunt you down until thy death has occured. I did just that. And I believe I have done so without breaking any of the Logos' rules.
For that matter, I will explain. I believe the Logos was intending that edict to apply for those who where in the arena, died, and returned to it's gates to find a group of people waiting for the loser of the arena to appear, so they could slaughter him/her. This was not what happened. By far, it was the the other way around. I was in the arena, and I killed my foe. I appeared at the arena gates and found you, my lovely not-so-honourable enemy whom I told I would slay one day. I proceeded to attack you, and dealt out thy death. Which, of course, was completely called for.
Do not peach to me of honor, when thyself has such a lack of it!
- Amitation
Penned by my hand on the 5th of Valnuary, in the year 269 AF.
Fool
Written by: Mythical Infernal Amitation, Master of Blades
Date: Thursday, February 8th, 2001
Addressed to: Shallam's Own, Qwilleran Vector, Gaian Paladin
Dear Qwilleran,
You have an uncanny kind of way to twist what people do, and say.
You, Paladin, have no respect for mortal kind, no respect for what is better than you, no respect for the honourable. Instead of taking the death into hands and accepting it, you follow it up with a whining post, crying into the God's shoulders, begging for compensation.
Take some more time to 'think', Qwilleran. You apparently aren't to swift about it, so do take more time. Scum of such high disloyalty and disrespect such as yourself deserve the least amount of honor. You have jumped, teamed, and summoned friends and even myself to their death. I challenge you to a duel, and you refuse. So I told you that I would hunt you down until thy death has occured. I did just that. And I believe I have done so without breaking any of the Logos' rules.
For that matter, I will explain. I believe the Logos was intending that edict to apply for those who where in the arena, died, and returned to it's gates to find a group of people waiting for the loser of the arena to appear, so they could slaughter him/her. This was not what happened. By far, it was the the other way around. I was in the arena, and I killed my foe. I appeared at the arena gates and found you, my lovely not-so-honourable enemy whom I told I would slay one day. I proceeded to attack you, and dealt out thy death. Which, of course, was completely called for.
Do not peach to me of honor, when thyself has such a lack of it!
- Amitation
Penned by my hand on the 5th of Valnuary, in the year 269 AF.