As spokesman for the Order of Light I have come to reply to your attempted deception of Achaeans. I arrive back from a sojourn to the Aalen where upon I was meditating on the many facets of Light to be informed by my son and former Brother of Light Kazin of a dire plea for attention by yourself.
I will fill people in on what happened for those that didnt know, as I have been informed.

First, a black mist began to seep out from over the Northern Ithmia. It spread southwards over the Siroccians to Shastaan. It killed Onorol, keeper of Oneiros's temple and demanded something. We don't know what he demanded, but Onorol didn't have it. Because it wasn't in Shastaan, it went onwards to the temple of light in Shallam. The mist started to swirl around the temple, and tried to tear it apart. Luckily there were runes inscribed on the walls that sent it off, but they were a little weak. Sartan appeared and crushed the golden flower - Aurora's last gift to mortals
Then he distinguished the Rainbow Flame in her temple, a testament to us all of faith untill her return, and said Aurora was dead.

I dont know what You were looking for Sartan, and frankly I dont really care either, whatever it is You dont have it. Instead M'Lord throws a temper tantrum and tries to scare the people of Achaea into thinking Aurora is dead by breaking her gifts to us. That must have been a huge effort for You even with Auroras state of slumber, well done. However I am here to inform you of the stance of the Light on Your little fun and escapade.

We, as mere mortals with a slumbering Goddess have no way to battle any actions on Your part. Even if all surviving 23 members of the Order of Light were present, our combined love for Aurora may not have been enough to match Your evil will. So the destruction of her Flower and Flame mean nothing really. There was no way we could have stopped it if we tried. What it has done is strengthen our resolve to see Aurora awoken, shedding the Light of Valor, Truth and Beauty across Sapiance, once again. Banishing the Darkness that has plagued the Southern Lands in her absence. What was her Flame but just that, a Flame, a conglomeration of heat and light. It was not her. What was a rose, a grouping of plant matter and scent into a pretty shape and smell. It was not Aurora.

Unlike many of your followers M'Lord, we of the Light were present when a God was dispersed, the destructive force that was released from the breaking of their essence. We were informed at the time that the destruction of a God is a terribe thing and the force of the blast would destroy every living thing in Sapiance. Well I dont know about everyone else, but I havnt seen an Armagedon yet in all my years. The day I see 4 Horseman riding across the skies, I will believe a God may be about to die. Untill that day M'Lord, I will not listen to the Lies and Deceipt you spread, Aurora is not dead.

Up untill this morning when I arrived this was going to be my last visit to these shores. I had resigned myself to seek out a new land to aid those in need of guidance. However, with lies, mistrust and deception being flung at the Light, I cannot in good confidence leave. You have given me a reason to stay, a new purpose in my life. To see you proven wrong with the return of Aurora in the flesh as she repays to you what you have done to her.

The Temple of Light again opens its doors to the people of Sapiance. All who seek enlightenment are welcome to come and marvel at the glory of Aurora. A view of the petty jealousy of a God as they gaze upon Auroras gifts to us. Those that have need and wish are welcome to seek out myself, or another of the blessed of Aurora, and learn the truth and wisdom of the True Good of Achaea.

The First Disciple of Aurora
Spokesman of the Order of Light, in the absence of the High Priest of Light
Molotov

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Phaestian, in the year 274 AF.