On regard of the reasons behind the assassination of Ismailis:
The reasons why your tutor was assassinated are obvious, he was the last
living member of the original coterie that annihilated our ancestors. If
he made things easier by just coming over for dinner, then he wasn't
that good as an assassin as to predict the moves of another assassin,
instead of falling blindly into an obvious trap. Of course, this is your
version of the facts, I'm not stating they are true or false, but if
they were true perhaps he was not the most suited individual to teach
future clever assassins. Think on it.
On regard of Insidian and the events of the Night of Sabotage:
During my time as a Noctusari I took the time to investigate the events
that transpired during before and during the Night of Sabotage. Father
Berodach, the only Noctusari living that remembers those days, stated
that Insidian bribed successfully two Noctusari Councilors to learn
secrets and tricks that would aid him in the plans he was preparing. His
word is as heavy as the word your tutor might have muttered before his
head was severed, therefore be wise enough and know that you can claim
the truth over rumors and half facts that moved through time because...
Hey, we could do the same!
On regard of the negotiation process to cease the aggressions:
We reject any attempt from your organization to negotiate a toxin
agreement because you stole from us the skills you've used through the
years to make yourselves rich be strength of arms and treason, the gold
we asked was a mere compensation to that. The public post was required
from you as most of your people was contacted by me and they decided to
withdraw from the conflict being tired of it. You, Saboteurs, withdrew
from the conflict, you, Saboteurs, make it public to Aetherius. Shame
you, Proud Crux Shade, seem to not have the time or interest to speak to
your guildmates, I did have the time though, learned some really
interesting things on how your organization is being run. Perhaps you
should try, you'd be as surprised as I was.
On a final note, Aetherius doesn't necessarily care about all this. If
you want, for a change, to try to talk instead of rambling and throwing
fits while remaining in the safe cover of a city or guildhall while your
people die in the open fields, just like you're used to operate, we
certainly would be pleased to use some mean of communication that
doesn't annoy the whole of Aetherius.
In shadows,
-- Sivan Nilaihah Iscariot
Ithaquan Stormrider
Penned by my hand on the 24th of Vita, in the year 438 AD.
