Greetings.

Antioch hails the Xuir people. We bid you welcome. Though gates have
closed upon you elsewhere, we, the city of the Suns, extend to you and
yours welcome. Though unintended, Kinsarmar offers you redemption in
their rejection of your people. You loose little in the loss of welcome
by a city misguided in their love of magick.

Bring to us your weary, downtrodden and homeless. If you reject the
impurity of magick, Antioch shall gladly give you safe haven.

Yes, we had also welcomed your enemies when first we stumbled upon them,
hearing only that they were victim to war and under threat of attack.
Yet such is our way, to take in those in need of refuge. The only thing
we ask from any who come to our home is wholehearted rejection of what
is tainted.

The warmth of the desert people await you. Come find a new home in
Antioch.

Suns Blessings,
Sinahr LeBlanc

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Bellum, in the year 448 AD.