I haven't posted in quite some time. Let's all pray I still remember how
it goes.

First off, I'm not the Knight Seneschal of the Paladins anymore. So,
Hashan, I'm ready to be unenemied, and hopefully one of these days I'll
be able to get my shop returned to me after it was so unceremoniously
taken from me without even a chance to empty it when this war set in. I
have a pile of gold sitting in there that's kept me incapacitated
capital-wise since I lost access to it.

I can't wait to see how much I owe in back-taxes.

Sartan's Order: as usual, your revolting show of sacrifice nauseated
everyone. I don't even know what the basis of your little chant is.
Makta something? Who's Makta? Anyway, as always, it's a good show of how
you can be like accusations that you constantly make against the
Churchies and form a pack of people, hunt down one person who can't
defend herself, and inflict masochistic psychological tortures on her.
Good show. You're all just so powerful-looking.

Actually, you know what? Continue that last paragraph. I'm not done.
I've been watching you evil folk for my whole life (once I realized that
despite what Syvelium used to say, the Occultists are not the REAL
enemy), been observing, reading up on your doctrine, all that stuff. It
seems to me that you should clear out the weak in your order first. Ah,
but wait. If you followed your ideals thoroughly, that would already
have happened, and there would only be one of you. You'd have killed
each other off for being weaker. No such luck for the rest of Achaea,
though.

Enough about that. You're just one of the blights on the face of Achaea.
One of the many. I would go on about the others in this post, without
regard to structure, craft, or anything else often associated with
writing, but then, I'd be just another mewling driveler on the Public
board.

Best to all the mothers who tried to raise you better, and whose pleas
you denied (leaving only you to blame),
Grifter Zehl

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Sarapin, in the year 293 AF.