Zephy, My dear Zephy.

Truly you have alot of talent, you throw distracting ideas around to try
and put a blindfold over the populace. Bloodloch started this war, they
took the rock first. It is that simple, there is no "higher" purpose. No
Tyranny, Ashtan wants it's land back Plain and Simple.


The fact of the matter is, no matter what a city does to uphold it's
laws. It is fully within the cities right as it's own governing body.
Ashtan will remain it's OWN governing body. Unfortunately I cannot say
the same for Bloodloch and Muiran, excuse me it's still called Duiran.
But I do not think I will have the trouble of making that mistake again
soon. I will enjoy my new city when the time has come for the end of
Duiran's attempt at subjugating and oppressing the world because and I
quote a very devoted but doubted Benandanti, "We protect nature." This
"protecting" of nature as you call it Sissfus (the provider of that
quote.) does it include trying to enforce a treaty on someone when you
never had the intention, nor motive to keep your part of the treaty.
There was no written agreement but you said their was. When your proof
was questioned, you denied that this written agreement existed. And
simply demanded Ashtan hand over the land because your Duiran. My, my,
my. Stupidity at it's finest.

Back to Zephy, your feeble and pathetic attempts to divert the blame of
this war to Ashtan are really really kind of cute. You try to make
Bloodloch a city of ravenous Vampires and Infernal Knights out (who eat
hearts I might add.) as a noble and benevolent city out to save the
world. That really really is funny. I mean, hell you even try and
degrade us about tactics when you try (but fail miserably) to employ
them yourself. I think it all comes down to envy. You envy the Ashtan.
You wish you were as good as us. You wish you had our mind set to win.
Your numbers have to be staggeringly superior in order to even repel the
Ashtan Militia.

Lets face it, you've won a few battles. We continue to press forward, we
continue to dominate, we will not lose. To lose to such an inferior
opponent would be shame of the highest regard.

I wish you well. Well actually, no. I wish you to rot in the pit of
Golgotha for eternity. But I will suffice for you to realize the
inevitable. There will be a time when the guards of Bloodloch are
Necromancers, constables, and watchmen. That is all

High Lord Murad Amaratha

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Chakros, in the year 103 MA.