Vanguard,

I shall save you the effort of penning my future summons now:

There are no trials in the wilds, beyond struggle betwixt predator and prey. There is no guilt, no innocence, in our wild world. Only those that eat and those that are eaten.

You would seek to put nature on trial for being natural.
You would seek to put animals on trial for being feral.

Take your citied pretense, Vanguard, and go push it upon someone else. Take your law, your falsified concern and your broken quest for justice. Take them all and seek its fruition elsewhere, where it is more deserved. You do not fool me: you care not for any of these things you claim to in your cries for trial within your rigged court. It is only your care that you possess the security of mind that comes with having someone to blame.

I know this because you let injustice's greatest perpetrator slip through your fingers when you had the chance to see someone punished for centuries of wrongs. You did not serve justice where it was sorely needed - and thus, in failing to do so, you have rendered your court system, your rule of law, your values, one and all, an absolute sham. For all time, Enorian's legacy shall possess this tremendous blemish: that you let the Criminal of Criminals escape you and live even a single day more.

It shall be that way forever, I suspect, for Sevren shall never again be at your mercy to demonstrate that you have learned your lesson. It took Duiran's actions to put Him there in the first place, after all.

- Iesid M.

Penned by my hand on Falsday, the 18th of Arios, in the year 504 MA.