I have never been so delighted to write about the passing of one so
wretched as one such as this. Her passing has invigorated my soul with
new found joy. A joy I did not think was possible for a mortal to feel.
She was once the Guildmaster of the Arboreals, Leader of the Mother
Twinkles little order, and now the world is rid of her vile presence.

Her taste in men was exquisitely horrid. Dating and marrying men who
were abusive and lecherous. She deserved nothing more. Even those who
elected her to her position of Guildmaster of the Arboreals turned on
her towards the end. A price was placed on her head, and mercenaries
took it willingly.
The world has been ridden of a traitor, leech, and in the end nothing
more than a skinned bloody and beaten dog.

Her name was Amaterasu, she was my cousin. Turmoil and oblivion await
you in your exile. Good riddance.

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Naturalis, in the year 529 AD.