My dear Aista,

Your quest is to promote all that is Good? How fascinating. I always
thought of you, rather fondly, as a dirk for hire, happiest bathing in
the blood of her enemies - a relentless killer with a thirst for
violence, dealt from the shadows.

Mhaldor has grown strong, in part, from the former citizens of Shallam -
the strongest - recognising where their strength belongs.

Your home is here, and always has been, no matter where you may sojourn
in the meantime. I wait for the day, soon, when you will recognise that.

In service to the Master and the Naga,
Tenebrus, the Cutpurse.

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Daedalan, in the year 421 AF.