I repent, and beg for atonement. I allowed pride to lead me astray, to overpower my Faith and lead me to question--to challenge--You. I repent. I was wrong.

In my vanity I steered the Council of Ash and the Teradrim Warband away from their Father, to serve the Earth without Him, as if He was not the Earth. As steward entrusted with the care of a Warband, I overstepped and I failed in that responsibility. Wroth and conceit, had me poised to style myself in the way of the Kings of Azvosh Rakar and challenge my Father. I repent, and I am ashamed.

I acknowledge that I stood on the precipice of a great mistake, and I am grateful for the mercy and patience my Father has shown in intervening, before I led the Warband entrusted to me further into folly. Throuh Him, I have learned that there is a better way. If we are not perfect, we are not Earthen. If we are not Earthen, we must be remade by the Earth.

I submit to you, Father. I thank you for the wisdom you gifted me to balance the folly of my own pride. I repent. And I apologize. There is only one Earthen Lord.

May we Never know Peace.

Almol Duses

Penned by my hand on Tisday, the 17th of Arios, in the year 509 MA.