Loxley, you are still filled with hate, and are just as bad as your
father. Fine, if you would open old wounds to the masses, then let the
real telling happen. Not just your skewed version of it.

Loxley is the Daughter of Raife Fel'Amritt. Once Quinta Essentia of the
Mages.

During the time of Raife's rule there was much happening, the Newly
Awakened Anathema had come upon the lands and gathered followers in
Secret. Her Tenants of the Destruction of All mortal creation were but a
single part of their beliefs. I have never agreed with the view of the
Griever, and sadly I never will. My own beliefs and the founding
principles of my guild alone keep my apart from Her.

I was a secretary in the guild of mages, and I counted Raife as one of
my friends. And being the curious person I was, I found the wastelands,
and went within to see this new temple. There I found quite a few
things, a Journal written with the precise cadences and word
combinations my friend Raife used. This was enough to slightly alarm me,
as I am one of those few people cursed with the ability to know
everything familiar to me, and having seen many guild scrolls written in
the same fashion...I was piqued to say the least.

I went to gather more Information, and even Confronted my friend
Personally, he baldly told me that No, He was not a Follower of the
Griever.

At the time, I found out the precise tenants of this fellowship, it
scared me to say the least. Quite a bit of evidence followed showing me
that he had lied to me, but making others believe it was the problem.
Having asked him again in the presence of our Patron, he Again lied.

Loxley may say that following this Divine was never illegal, but
legality doesnt matter when a following of that type, in a person that
holds the power to do much good, or much evil for our organization was
dangerous to say the least. I wanted to know his intentions, and he had
deliberatly lied to me more than once.

So in the end of all of this, having spoken to others in the guild
wondering about a resolution, if it could not be proved then there was
no leverage to finish this situation. I broke my oath for the love of my
guild and what it had done for me, I broke it and had a totem tuned
against followers of the Order of Anathema, and made sure it was placed
within our guildhall, it had a rune of transfixation applied to it.
There was no murder, but it would beyond a shadow of a doubt tell the
truth.

Raife awoke and stepped into the room, the totem transfixed him. I was
more sad than I think I ever had been in my life, I wanted to be wrong.
But he had lied time and again, and because of his position, his
personal thoughts and ways did indeed matter.


Raife then outguilded me, and threatened my children if I didnt leave
the city of Kinsarmar, he would outguild them and enemy them. So, being
a parent and far to confused at this point, I did so.

I slept for nearly two decades, and awoke to my daughter leading the
mages and quite a bit of problems having ensued afterwards. Apparently
Raife after leaving the mages in losing a contestation, quit the city
and the guild entirely, and left to Ithiqua, where he began dealing with
the Lich Thalec.

And his ever faithfull daughter assisted him, passing information from
our guild to him, and finally letting him into the guild to steal
treasured artifacts so that he could destroy us and our city.

After I awoke, I was tried and judged not by a panel of my peers, but by
Loxley herself, against all order and custom, she bullied the city into
a trial where she would act as judge as well. I was convicted and served
my sentance.

Still she burns and hurts, even after betraying our guild worse than I
ever did, the only person Loxley Fe'Amritt has ever been faithfull to is
herself, and her Father.


Loxley, Let not your words burn like acid on your tongue, learn
forgivness, ive already forgiven you. Your post has no bearing on
anything I stated previously. Raife was neither defenseless, nor
innocent when I did what I did.

Let Aetherius make her own judgement now that the past is out in the
open.

Sorin Sa'Gael

Penned by my hand on the 10th of Ultio, in the year 519 AD.