Written by: Daskalos Qefin
Date: Wednesday, March 26th, 2014
Addressed to: Chairwoman Moirean Seirath
Moirean --
While your soldiers toiled around in the north, too scared to leave their walls, the soldiers of Bloodloch wiped out Tasur'ke while the soldiers of Enorian and Duiran retook Hashan.
I was in the final battle against both of Juxa's Captains, while you were nowhere to be found, though perhaps if I had looked up at your perch I would have seen you.
It's where you seem to go so often anytime a fight comes near you, Imp, though I am sure you're going to call your legendary fear of Death 'tactics'.
Death does not scare me, for I am its weapon. As for your claim about managing to wound a god, that's nothing! Hell, my ex-wife was far more effective at killing gods than you could ever hope to be.
If this offends you, we can, of course fight. I'll get on my knees, look you in the eye, and laugh as you scream 'Bye!' running like the craven Imp that you are.
Daskalos Qefin
Penned by my hand on the 5th of Variach, in the year 416 MA.
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