I, being unaccustomed to war, did not feel the need to declare the
position of the Indorani. Patriotism has ever been a private matter for
me, but in this instance I believe for once I was mistaken. The Indorani
pledge complete support to the city of Bloodloch, in alliance with the
armies of Slyphe and Her guilds.

Reasons for this pledge of support go far beyond simple loyalties. Like
many of the other parties involved in this war, we have a personal
vendetta against the city. For taking into its employ the most reviled
of necromantic outcasts, and for its gross mistreatment and misplaced
fear of the former Occult.

We wanted a home, you claimed all we wished was to make the city our
playground. And now, all those fears of being dominated are being
realized. How is it to be truely afraid, when the threat really is
knocking down your door, and not just pleading for a little friendship
and recognition? The Indorani take great pride in watching your
downfall. Once, we wanted to see you grow into something mighty. We were
the last to jump from your sinking ship, and you were happy to see your
last supporting guild go.

Good bye, Ashtan. May you come to understand true Despair.

- Myslani Lamia, the Caliginous Phantom, Bloodloch Loyalist

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Midautumn, in the year 122 MA.