To begin, if you wish to speak to me, direct yourself to me. I am not
the Shah, nor is he the Wildgraf. Second, while I am quite unaware as to
what sort of 'achievement' one may feel for the act of destroying a
shrine - I would hardly call the singular shrine within your council a
war. Ask one of the wretched Asakii who possess a long memory, I am
certain they will recall the time they pressed my patience in regards to
shrines. Again, with claims of confrontation, speak to me directly. Any
one of your number has yet to do so. Instead, your Advisors attempt to
play at Ithaquan politics and offer an "immediate ceasefire" to my
village should I be replaced. Amusing, when the tallies of this conflict
in both blood and gold are brought into account.
This applies as well to any form of "threatened" war. I am under the
assumption I would have to speak with one of your ilk in order to do so.
Thankfully, I've not had such a displeasure since the time Gurn sought
my own account of Ruga and Hiramius' forays into the Bardosi and
Ironwood, aye? As clearly, at least according to Gurn, their own words
cannot be trusted he approached myself to learn the truth.
On to these hostilities I hear so much of. I attacked those close or
related to a single man that calls your little cave home. I did so of my
own accord, and with personal motivations. Before I am Wildgraf, I am
Ithaquan. I acted alone, with none others from my village, and continued
to do so. It was when, as noted above, your distinguished and esteemed
councilmates took it upon themselves to enter the Ithaqua and slay
anyone in their path that the whole of the village became involved. It
was after this event, not before, that a shrine of the Culler was
erected within your dank hole. It was after, and not before, an insolent
whelp abused the grace of the Gods and mocked and insulted those few
gathered there that Vahin's wrath was brought to bear upon his warped
and damned soul. It appears chronology is not the strong point of the
Phoenix Reaches, nor is accuracy in fact checking or following the flow
of logic.
A final note. I encourage each of you mind-numblingly dense trolls to
exercise a bit of common sense. Come to the realization that one, to
perhaps even five, persons is not an act of an entire organization. That
some of the Shaahri have allies to the north, and that some of the
Darkwood have allies to the south, should come as no surprise. When
those few come to assist their allies, it is not an act of the Sands or
Ithaqua as a whole, but merely the act of a devoted friend. Perhaps I
speak of things much too complex, here. I do not believe I can recall a
time when the Emeris has had any ally to call on. Suffice it to say the
Pines are not the only people of this world intolerant of the stench of
idiocy compounded by ignorance and mold.
I am sure one of you worthless mongrels will respond to this. While I
cannot say I look forward to your further flailing attempts to dispute
what can only be called transparent truth, I can say these will be my
only words regarding it.
Kayden Midbere
Penned by my hand on the 14th of Bellum, in the year 592 AD.
