Greetings, peoples of Aetolia, Citizens of Shallam, Ashtan, and
Bloodloch.

Each person has his ideals. They form their lives, their direction,
their very existance based upon what they need and what they feel is
Just and Right.

Each person, in her own way, has goals for some kind of power. Power
over her own life, power over the land, power over others' lives.

Each person is guilty of horrendous crimes, every person is an innocent.

The children of Tasur'ke have never harmed me. Nor have the woodland
creatures. And nor have the goblins, or even the zombies in the
graveyard caused me harm, yet I have slain them all, numerous times.

The Mhun of Moghedu are simple miners. The zombies did not will
themselves back to life. The Azdun vampires cannot control their lust
for blood. They all look to me with pleas of mercy as I slaughter them
all.

Retribution for my acts, if any is due, will come to me in its own time,
as it has come to those who feel to take the laws of nature and balance
into their own hands. I accept my fate, as a murderer, a sinful slayer
of innocents, as you all must without complaint.

Redemption for my acts, if any is due, will also come to me in its own
time, for my loyalty, my friendship, and my love for those whom I hold
dear and who share my same beliefs. I accept my fate as you all must,
without boast.

If none of this makes sense to you, then you are lost, and I have pity.

Be well, for we are all children of the Celestine.

- Myslani Lamia

Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Midautumn, in the year 61 MA.