Pixie Watcher.

How have you spread those fairy wings so far; it is a shame that you listen to such whispers in the unrelenting Dark. Unfortunately, the Darkness is not so quickly banished once it has touched the mind.

You wish to educate me and the realm? Our ears are open to you. However, to understand the Truth, one must listen to know if what we hear is fact or artifice. If one truly wishes to educate, one must be knowledgeable on the subject first, so allow me to educate you on some things you seem ignorant of.

The Age of Dawn.

You call us Lightbound, yet it seems you are under the thrall of the whispers of your Spirits than any of the Host have ever been. Lady Dejaani gave us this gift to fight against the Darkness that has plagued us for so long. We fight for a world, this world, where the inhabitants no longer live in fear of the unrelenting Dark.

That they do not have to fear the Earthen or Consanguine determining that their lives are forfeit, that they do not have to fear that the witches of the forest have deemed their lives free to take, considered no better than pawns. That no parent or child is torn from their families, leaving them to grieve with nothing more than the words of murderers who would not even give them the kindness of free will to choose.

You say that we are anathema to Dia'ruis that we are the evil plaguing Her, but I ask you what makes our mere existence so dangerous that you ignore the other beings who have left your Cycle for centuries before our existence.

For those of us who have chosen this path you despise so much, know why we fight and what we will do to ensure that those in the Dark do not walk unchallenged.

It was the Exarchs that came to us and offered us a way to fight the Shadow that had come to our realm. It was the Triad who offered Mother's gift to those who sought to fight so that Eternal Night would not come to be. It was the Host who sacrificed their place because our fight is one where we must rise again and again until the Dark plagues no more.
Only Her judgment, the judgment of the Light, stops us or those that serve Her.

The Hammer of Dawn fights as one. Whether you be of the Host, Duamvi, or even of the Cycle, we welcome those who wish to fight for a brighter Dawn, a better tomorrow. For a day when Shadow no longer plagues our world. If this calls to you, my hand is outstretched toward you. The path to repentance is always open to those who truly wish for it, those who wish to make a change.

For those who do not, I suggest you heed the warnings.

She is the flame that lights our dark world, our souls, and our minds. She is the unsheathed blade that cuts away the shadow and casts down the sinners of the great dark.

In service,

Knight-Commander Emhyra Kavoros, aal-Tsan

Penned by my hand on Tisday, the 18th of Lanosian, in the year 509 MA.