Dearest Silverstorm,

Ah, The Dark Lord should be proud. It is indeed something to see someone
such as yourself master the art of manipulation so fluently.
I'll make the job easier, of those who would seek to clarify your words
and find the understanding beneath them all.

Your inquisition about Shallamese laws, is only partially correct.
Sentinels, members of Guilds housed within the City of Shallam,
citizens, and shopkeepers all have rights and protections within The
Jewel of the East.

You also claim Priest is synonymous and only defined as a Healer. While
this is true, to a small extent. Priests are trained to understand the
arts of Healing. To know how the elements flow and to use that knowledge
to soothe afflictions. It is also part of our training, that we learn
the compexities of the Spirit, and understand the guide of our Guardian
Angel. We also know who are enemies are, and who our allies are. A
Priest may be a healer, but he or she is not by guid defined as a
pacifist.

As for your questions and lovely concerns about where I fight those who
landmark, it would be due to note that when you enter a landmark room
you become a target, especially someone that is known to carry such
lovely essence, butterflies and notes as yourself, Silverstorm.

Your two allies who followed you, Khalyn and Xanithe. If they were
wishing rides, you certainly took them in the wrong direction. However,
you did inform me about Khalyn after which I told you I had no idea.

Xanithe is an interesting story. Once more, I brought you to meet my
Angel and mace, when Xanithe, out of the kindness of his heart (as he
was following you), decided to attack me. Not quite the brightest move,
but his own volition, nonetheless.

Did Xanithe suicide? Well, that's the story. Yet, it would seem his soul
is also reborn, into a body exactly like the one before. As for blaming
me, when he attacked me, I truly wish you'd consider all actions.

Ah, once again, your words are a mastery of manipulation. I believe
others will be proud.

Blessed be, Silverstorm

Dresden La'Seir

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Daedalan, in the year 303 AF.