Aakrin, Aakrin... Was it not you yourself who was so adamant to not
forget the DeathKnight profession you had obtained once in Stavenn, you
who were so selfish that you would not give it up, but only at the
opportunity for a greater power you did? Do not speak that I am not
Loyal to the people who I care for, for that is what matters to me. Boo
hoo, I have no city, I live the way I live and I like it. Santis is the
same, so do not speak of Rosalina like some whore as you would rather be
like yourself. You're just angry at the fact that you lost a good person
out of all the bad people in Celidon, and now only a few are left.

I bet you though, Aakrin, know a bit about entertaining your soldiers,
especially your female ones with your constant sexual harassment of
their bottoms, and their bosom, I bet you know quite well how to
entertain yourself... The fact stands at this Aakrin, you are a sad old
man who can find only happiness in brining others down with you for your
rather... non-meaningful existence. I ask, that you Aakrin, leave us out
of your little fights with yourself, for we do not care, and neither
does anyone else... That includes your own Council. Soon you will be
replaced and all will rejoice, tell then Aakrin, learn to write insults
to people, you are quite horrible at it

Yours Truly, Dias Tethe'alla

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Fas, in the year 533 AD.