Congratulations, children of the North. You have corrupted every value
you once stood for, broken every law you have created, and ignored
every oath you have ever sworn. You bring shame upon your ancestry and
you insult the honor of those who stood before you. Those who fought
valiantly and brilliantly for the city of Kinsarmar.

You smudge the lines when you wish, and when someone you dislike
attempts the same, you cry foul as though you are the honorable ones,
the ones who have done right. You have not. Many of you I once marked
as friends, many of you I once believed in, many of you I have
assisted and fought alongside in battle. I look upon these incidents
and resent them. I resent that I was foolish enough to believe not
once, not twice, but four times that you had changed, that you were
worth believing in.

No more. No more will I expose myself to this corruption and this
foolish behavior that marks you the idiots you truly are. No more will
I allow myself to be found at the sides of children who do naught but
stab their allies in the back at every pass. No more will I sit back
and watch as you crush the will out of people who work their damndest
for your good.

No doubt you will chase after my post crying that what I have done is
childish, foolish, a lashing out at whatever and whoever I can. An act
of desparation, an act of vengeance. Perhaps it is. But the lot of you
are not exactly the shining examples.

To Kinsarmar's young I wish the best. To those untainted by the
political struggles and emotionally driven wars, I bid you to run. Run
somewhere you will be valued and not simply regarded as another sheep,
another vote, another mind to shape and bend to their will. You are
not the 'they' and the 'you' I refer to. Those who are, most
certainly know it.

So be content. Continue to destroy yourselves. You have alienated one
of the few who cares.

-- Ashel Savet

Penned by my hand on the 8th of Letum, in the year 476 AD.