Greetings Achaeans,

I have been on a quest seeking knowlage. I have learned a lot in this
time of the past, the races, the cities, and have read scroll upon
scroll of the Tsol'teth.

I returned for a month to see how my family and friends were doing. What
I found caused anger to swell in me. I quelled it as it came. But a day
has dawned now that I will not stand for this.

Damian, a rogue Infernal who has allied himself with Shallam. You are
now an enemy to the Family of Sar'vet. You have disgraced the name of
Sar'vet and your very soul. Understand my adpoted son, you are no longer
able to claim that. I shun your existance and when I return from seeking
more knowlage on the Tsol'teth, I will greatfully take your heart from
your rotting body.

Silvereyes, my true blood son, I fear I must depart you from the Family.
Your existance has been a mockery of the name. You turned your back on
Evil and the Infernals. I will not deal with this. I will always be with
you in your times of need, for I have taken this responsabilty when I
bedded your mother so many years ago in Hashan. But you may no longer
take the name of Sar'vet. Hold your mothers. The Bowmaster in Hashan
will help you wish this knowlage my son, good luck.

To the rest of you, I will return, and I will return stronger in the
mind and more powerful in the body. I offer you all my greatest of
gratitude to return to a land full of the weak, the pathetic, and the
people whois minds seek good yet act evil, the Church.

Head of the Household of Sar'vet,
Sir Vexlore

Penned by my hand on the 25th of Phaestian, in the year 279 AF.