Fallen one. Traitor. Outcast.

I am surprised you have the audacity to pen a post so directly to Targossas, purporting to speak of the ideals you so readily abandoned for personal desire.

Let me tell you a story about a woman who was Herald and Caefir in Targossas. A woman who was replaced as Herald, and became so enraged at her successor she could no longer see straight. A woman who conspired with enemies secretly, fueled only by thoughts of revenge. A woman who lied about it, breaking her oath to tell only Truth long before she broke her oath to Targossas itself. A woman who only was not cast from the city she called home because she was one of His.

After all of the secrecy. After she considered returning to slavery in Mhaldor but decided against it. After all of the lies. This woman finally found the courage to reveal herself for what she was.

Merely days later, she apologized for all of these faults and begged to come home, but she was no longer one of Theirs, and no mercy was shown.

Lii, you have betrayed everything you stood for and joined with our Lord's foremost enemy. You know nothing of Good, or of Light, or of Righteousness.

Those who wish to know of these things in earnest may ask directly.

In Their service,

Farrah Roualt
Dawnlord

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Scarlatan, in the year 801 AF.