Citizens and Leaders of Hashan,

For your own sake and the sake of my patience, please desist in your
overt acts of hostility. I do not think that escalating this conflict is
in anybody's best interest, and I fail to see why you are so dead set on
interrupting me every time I settle down in my house with my pipe and
the daily papers.

While I realize that somehow, some of you got it into your minds that I
have been aiding Cain, Rameus and company in aiding Hashan, I assure you
nothing could be further from the truth. I can only chalk up such a
misconception to an incestuous and provincial world view, for which I
cannot fault you. But rest assured, the rest of Sapience finds those
theories as laughable as I do.

Despite the fact that you enemied me, walled up my house and subjected
me to your litany of insults and threats, I harbor no ill-will towards
you. I have neither attacked nor killed a single person in the city that
did not first attack me in the sanctity of my own home. And, even there,
I have been lenient, slapping most on the wrist rather than slaying them
outright. The sole exception, of course, is that Grok thing you have
running around. I found it was good for bashing but, once I realized it
didn't drop karma items, I lost interest.

Now, the majority of your ruling council and many of your ministers have
come to me asking how this matter can be resolved. I have given them my
suggestions and do not plan to make those talks public. Needless to say,
I believe it is entirely within your leaders' means to solve this
painlessly if they are willing to set their egos aside and own up to the
city's wrongs in this matter.

Crown of Ithmia, you remain close to my heart, believe it or not. Please
do not insist on steering a course that will paint the city in blood.
Let a grook read his papers in peace and get on with your everyday
lives.

Tuerney

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Valnuary, in the year 418 AF.