Hi Aetolians, as I have no troops to waste my gold on allow me
to waste it on a few more words. Long ago I left the City of
Ashtan for a number of reasons such as the horrid way it treated
my childhood friends and its more recent infestation with leashed
demons. Even though the latter seem to have disappeared, the

former still holds true and I am definitily not going to waste my
precious lives on a lost case. Still, boy am I proud to have been
born there! After all, this whole war was declared because of its
alleged apathy and stagnation.

Now apathy, among others, means an abject willingness to surrender.
Anyone notice any of that after about a year of unfettered mayhem?
I sure as hell have not. The other claim was about stagnation.
Alamar, for all the fact that you have done something that someone
belonging to your -class- should never even think of, I congratulate
you on having caused a mighty stir in the one truly fetid pond of
complacency that we find everywhere in our world, the one that is
called Duiran. And Ashtan, even though your walls may crumble
through overpowering force, remember. Those who do not fall shall
never rise again.

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Chakros, in the year 124 MA.