I've recently had a break away from these lands, and have just gotten
caught up with news, not only of the boards, but with my friends and
loved ones as well. There's something I've discovered that is both
alarmingly funny and disturbing all at the same time. There are people
out there, carrying false banners, killing for false prentenses.
Alright, take a moment to curl up into a fetal position, convincing
yourself that it simply cannoy be true!... anyway, I've been disgusted
as I've seen those false prophets take the lives of my friends and
brothers and sisters, insisting it was in the name of their City, their
God... your only God is your inflated ego and pathetic sense of
self-worth. Claiming death and retribution in the honour of something
that only means anything to you when it gives you an opprotunity to
kill. Disgusting.
Those of you know who you are. I've had quite a few dealing with evil in
my past, and, surprisingly, this is not directed at them. I'm speaking
of those who pretend to defend the honour of their lady, when, in fact,
they lash out against those who wound their pride. Instead of slinking
off to lick their wounds and learn from their exprerience, they chose to
make a mockery of values that I hold dearly to my heart, such as loyalty
and honour. Again, I say, disgusting. To those of you, I suggest you
find something to dedicate youselves to. Surprisingly, there's more to
life than killing.


Prowling out of the newsroom with a frustrated yowl,
Chammilla Lena-Weltsdown

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Chronos, in the year 299 AF.