Why? Why bother yourselves with such black and white
views of the world? Simply throw down your dirks, your
maces, your longswords, and pick up a nice trusty
quarterstaff and become Druids. Live in the grey
area's of life. Smoke lots of cactus weed, make the
tree's dance, listen to the music of the wind.
Feal the harmony of the flowers of the fields as
they stretch forth their tiny bodies towards the sun in
eternal supplication. 'Tis a good life, and at times
a peaceful one.

The Rahl

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Valnuary, in the year 270 AF.