Redwood,

Your vitriolic diatribe against the Heartwood reeks of ignorance, delusion, and an alarming lack of understanding. It is evident that you have strayed far from the path of balance that the Eternal Cycle affords, succumbing to the allure of baseless accusations and heretical slander.

Your words betray a twisted perception of reality. The Heartwood, in its unwavering commitment to the Cycle, stands as a balance between the forces of Life and Death. It is you who have turned your back on the truth, veering into the treacherous territory of false accusations and malicious intent.

Your feeble attempts to smear the name of the Council by invoking the Warlord's Herald are laughable. The Council has long recognized the importance of redemption and the potential for growth in even the most tarnished souls. Your narrow-mindedness blinds you to the potential for change and blindsides you to the bigger picture. Perhaps it is your own fear and inadequacy that prevent you from embracing the wisdom of the Heartwood's decisions.

Your claims of dishonoring the sacrifices of brave warriors are nothing but baseless accusations. This Council honors the unwilling sacrifices who afford their blood to Her growth. It is you who dishonor their memory by casting doubt upon the Heartwood's commitment to the greater good, Creation itself.

In your desperate attempt to portray our Council as anathema to Life, you reveal your own heretical nature. Your words, laden with malice and unfounded claims, demonstrate a deviation from the true teachings of the Council. Your divisive rhetoric serves only to sow seeds of discord and weaken our collective strength.

Beware, Redwood, for your unwarranted aggression and malicious intent mark you as the true heretic. May the weight of your misguided accusations rest heavy upon your conscience, for it is you who have strayed from the true path of Life. While you defile Death's shrines alongside other turncoats who blinded themselves in the Light's many-eyed gaze, it only became more apparent.

Weakness festers in the once Light which guided the Hammer, and Ethne's flame has been snuffed and claimed by heresy's sweet nectar that all lap up with righteous zeal. May the destruction of Her shrines, show that you ALL cast Her aside for heresy. An example of the weakness you and your fellows have chosen to do to the Pantheon of Sapience in your choices.

Until the Inevitable End,

Executioner Ulo

Penned by my hand on Kinsday, the 13th of Chakros, in the year 510 MA.