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Public News Post #1667

One more time...

Written by: Myslani Lamia, the Caliginous Phantom
Date: Thursday, January 29th, 2004
Addressed to: Misty


Let's make the gist of my point a little more clear. I hardly think
you're understanding that you are a person that lives, breathes, and
thinks as an Aetolian. Somehow, you're seeing everything as some grand
plan by the Divine. You are, indeed, misguided.

It may not be directed at ME, but your shortcommings affect the
intelligence quotient not only of the people around you, but infects the
whole of the world when you make it public, and that, my sweet little
imp, is precisely the reason I attempt to illustrate your shortcommings,
so that others do not feel it is acceptable to spout such things in this
manner.

When one chooses to join with the Indorani, they do not magically
recieve gifts of intelligence, as you seem to believe. They are given
basic tutelage into the primary focus of the Indorani, namely Necromancy
and Tarot. When they have suceeded in becomming acquainted with the
basics, and have proven their worth, they are permitted to advance in
their learning.

Such is the way of organizational structures that mortalkind formed, not
the Divine. Groups of people who got together and studied certain
things, such as Necromancy or Crystalism or Illusions (which, by the by,
is not a focus of study I have ever heard of). And then they took on
students to pass the legacy. It's really a very simple concept.

Where you get this idea that your brain has three specific 'slots' to
fill, is completely... unreal. Armor usage to force people to join
guilds, Epicurus and Averroes refusing to teach you to fill one of your
empty slots. Insanity at its best. Next you'll be telling me that our
world is just one of many, like back in the days just after the great
Celestine awakened us, and we all remembered past lives that never
happened.

Peoples of Sapience, try to see reason before falling in line behind a
lunatic. Her ideas are radical, her questions are no better than the war
veteran on the corner demanding to know why pork comes from pigs and not
from cows.

- Myslani Lamia, the Caliginous Phantom

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Midsummer, in the year 120 MA.


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