I bring to you Sirad, Dark Tidings.

Your recent immature and questionable behaviour lead me to believe that
you are incapable of coherent thought processes. You tell me that you
will continue to hunt me in an attempt to capitulate my Father to your
will? As a member of House Gazali and a child of Death, your threats do
little more than bore me, as I have no qualms with multiple visitations
to the Temple of Dis.

I have been musing over this aspect however, of how you can be trusted
by those who are your allies? One who turns his back on his magicks
would turn his back on his very family, heart and soul. Spare me the
platitudes of all those converted to a life without magick. A traitor is
a traitor, whether he believes he has found salvation or not.

Continue your sad little hunt for me Sirad, it pleases me to have
garnered such attention by simply having an arrogant way of speaking.

Lady Biele Gazali, Princess of House Gazali


Penned by my hand on the 13th of Ultio, in the year 450 AD.