The Daru will not fold to the will of the Sentaari. We shall not bend to
your wishes. We shall not bow under the strain of the Iron Fist as it
tightens. You may have caused a few of us to lose class, but we shall
not lose hope. Following Lord Rahn, we shall band together, gain
strength from each other, from Him and His guidance. What you thought as
our weakness, is not what it seemed.

We worry not because we know your time will come, when you shall face
Lord Varian for your wrong doings. Nay this is not a threat, a warning
perhaps.

The Daru shall stand tall. Rise my siblings, rise.

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Midsummer, in the year 98 MA.