Laras,

I almost find it amusing in how you seek to verbally manipulate a Divine. I truly do. You seek to bring His angst against a city by citing the past. You seek to placate Him by offering a semblance of commonality as if you and you alone are the one capable of understanding what loss is. You seek to play at that most vulnerable of things for many...the heart. Yet you do not take into account the sacrifices that were made, the lives that were slain whether Divine and mortal, nor the treasures that have arisen from the blood and ashes.

Face reality. Shallam was sunk. Targossas, led by the Bloodsworn, rose to the east. Would you be the first, perhaps, willing to tell those within that city that what they have built is as naught, that you would rather Shallam have remained? Perhaps you would also choose to tell those who have since used the past pain to move on that the gains they have made since then, in spirit, in mind, in body, are as naught?

Life is hard. Pain is part of it. Whether Death's Heart Saga, the three Black Waves, or Bal'met, we have scant few choices when dealing with it. We can either fixate upon the hurt and relive it continuously so that the present goes on without us. We can seek to ignore it and, when it is too sharp for us to do so, place the blame of it upon others so that we do not have to face discomfort and actually change. Or we can recognize the ache for what it is, learn from it, and move forward as so many have.

Just because you choose to stagnate in the past does not mean others should as well, little dragonet.


In service,
Distrinnith Lii Lichlord.


Penned by my hand on the 9th of Lupar, in the year 844 AF.