While I have been immersed in my meditations, Twilight, it appears you decided to lower yourself to directly meddling in mortal affairs. As many know, I have long held that mortals should be free to evolve and develop of their own accord without direct intervention by the Garden. Indeed, since the time when Deucalion roamed the land, I have made it clear in the Garden that I would not interfere with mortals unless another deity does; thus leveling the playing field upon which mortals hone their souls.

Much to my amazement, when I arose from my meditations, I found an enormous amount of prayers had been sent up to me by mortals, pleading to me to act on their behalf to stop your alarming interference in their affairs. Not even Gaia at the height of her madness ever interfered with mortals to the extent you did in so short a time: zapping, scattering personal possessions, healing one side during the heat of battle, crippling another also during the heat of battle, continuous and constant eavesdropping to the point of harassment, and, most incredibly, haranguing the entire Archon Council in Ashtan (though I understand Sarapis intervened at this point).

Let me blunt. By all rights, for the amount of interference you caused the mortal realm, it is certainly within my purview to harass, harangue, beleaguer and turn to dust those mortals who support you, as well as punching that little mud ball you call Hashan ten fathoms into the ground. However, since I am a kind and gentle goddess, I will refrain - for now - from reacting to your actions. Let this be a warning, however. If it is a war with me you wish, I am more than willing, ready and able to rock the heavens. In fact, I would enjoy a fight immensely.

Go ahead. Push me a little more. Make my millennium.

Eris, Goddess of Chaos -><-

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Valnuary, in the year 222 AF.