Father,

I'm not proud of the things I did back then, nor can I ever really make
them better, I could repair the equivalent of the damages but the less
visible wounds will always remain. I've spent years hoping to gain your
forgivness and i'm hoping that time has helped ease your anger against
me. I can't bring back the people You lost, and I can't take away the
stain in the history of the Order I caused but i've tried and will
continue to try to live my life by the things You taught me, and Father
I hope you can look in my heart and believe me when I say that that part
of me that caused you to cast me from your pressence is gone.

I doubt I will ever try and come back, you said to me once that loyalty
and faith in any civilization, from the smallest pack to the largest
city is one of the key factors to keep its society from being choked
like a weed by others, and I don't really believe i'd be doing your
teachings justice if I ever tried comming back, thus abandoning a true
loyalty I hold to another now. I hope one day you can look on me with
favour again, but for now I just ask for your mercy and redemption from
the past.

Your lost pup,
Nosgard

Penned by my hand on the 12th of Naturalis, in the year 484 AD.