Hail.

To the Ithaquan population, I offer a sincere apology. When I arrived in
the realms, I had a shield land flat on my skull. I was more than a bit
shaken up, and after clearing out the Antiochians attempting to raze my
city to the ground, I read the city logs, only to find Lorccan enemied.
As such, being in the precarious situation I was, I decided not to take
chances. Drokthar, I profiled you more for being Naomi's husband, than
Ithaquan. If it comes down to being rude, or having a horde of
Antiochians in my city .. You'll have to understand that I was ready to
be rude, at the moment. It was meant in no way, shape or form as a blow
to Ithaquan culture, and I hope to consider this matter resolved.

Ethelbert .. You've regardless, given up. And, much like Laia, Ashel and
a few others who left Kinsarmar, you've now no longer a say in what goes
on in Kinsiarmar's government. Your blatant refusal to aid us in our
dire hour will not be forgotten, and you know personally what's coming
from me.

Aeron .. Quelinost's actions are unsurprising. When a man finds his city
slain, and bodies sprawled along the ground, a man can do some things he
might not normally do. Blood rarely goes unpaid.

And, to Antioch ..Good show. Although most of the city does not desire
this war, you shall not see us groveling, or begging for it to end. As I
have long respected your pride in the South in choice of lifestyle, you
will see the the pride we in the North have in our way of life. We
defend Magicks, we defend Kinsarmar, and we defend choice. I look
forward to a day when this is over, and we can once more hack off the
arms of Stavennites, armed against the true evil of Aetherius. But,
until then, may your deaths be quick, and may the women and children be
spared, in this fruitless affair.

Anarion Reopev

Penned by my hand on the 18th of Ultio, in the year 471 AD.