Greetings, Imperator.

I would like to open by thanking you for your incessant rambling. You
have, as always, amused the greater majority of Aetherius with your keen
wit and brilliant observations. You are truly a great credit to your
city.

This is not about magick or anti-magick, but I certainly appreciate your
narrow-mindedness on the matter. There is much more to these realms that
magick and anti-magick, and, as most people know, I have remained
neutral on the issue.

This is about the shamanistic powers of the Wytchen being used to aid
Stavenn and the dark arts of demonology and necromancy. The Wytchen
supposedly have in place a law which forbids their vodun users from
aiding demoners in combat. This law has been repeatedly broken, and
intelligence points to the fact that the Wytchen leadership have in fact
removed the law completely. I would like an answer from said leadership
as to this intelligence.

Furthermore, as to the villages, you are not fooling anyone. In fact,
you are not even coming close. I have aided in the resistance movements
of your 'townes' and dispatched Stavenn loyal guards that act as
Stavenn's iron fist on these villages. I will continue to do so. The
Wytchen would do well to learn the true history of these villages,
rather than listening to Imperialist propoganda. I can't really envision
a people, other than those who fall under your graceful leadership, who
would take anything you have to say seriously.

My last post was directed to the Wytchen leadership, and the questions
contained therein were serious and in asking I am seeking serious
answers. The fact that you seem so keen to speak for them does not bode
well for the Wytchen. I would hope that their own voices will be heard
before much time passes, because, as of now, only the nonsensical
ramblings of the Imperator of Stavenn speak for them. In all honesty,
that cannot be good.

To summarize. This is not about magick and anti-magick, no matter how
hard you will it to be. Stavenn -has- brutally occupied townes, and no
matter how hard you will it to be, that is the truth. And, finally,
Jazyra, oh Imperator of Stavenn, the Wytchen have their own voice, and
it is not yours, no matter how hard you will it to be.

Finally, a word of advice from a concoctionist and scientist - lay off
the chocolate ducks.

In Service of the Cycle
Neotaku Ryvoan Faris, High Priest of Nature

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Artificium, in the year 480 AD.