Just to point out why I really don't care what happens to the pathetic
excuse for a home the forest resembles - I was enemied to Duiran
for....ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. I had never exterminated, never harmed the
forest and I got enemied. You have justification for that? You want to
burn Ashtan to the ground? Here, have a match.

Many of you, like Torrent, don't understand the deep roots behind this
war. It goes far beyond the physicalities of Ashtan, of Duiran, of
Bloodloch. It goes deeper into the long history of backstabbing and
bloodshed. You want to talk about fighting alone? Duiran, fight alone!
Bloodloch, fight alone! Shallam, fight alone! It takes a handful of your
pathetic cities and a couple of divines mixed in there to do anything.

You call us cowards - I call myself a freedom fighter. You call
yourselves crusaders - I call you thugs. Don't preach honor and chivalry
to us, Torrent. You have no idea what you speak of. I believe in
something. Something that is bigger than myself, bigger than you -
something that is much greater than anything our minds can handle. What
do you believe in, Torrent? You believe in winning. You believe in
destroying Ashtan. You believe in destroying that which you do not
understand. You want to earn the right to stand up and preach what you
believe Torrent? You want me to listen? You want the world to listen?
Then stop pointing fingers and deal with your own problems. It takes so
many of you to defeat us because we believe - we've done this before,
we'll do it again.

How do you plan to defeat an enemy with no fear? An enemy with no
emotions. How do you plan to defeat us?

-Alastra

Penned by my hand on the 25th of Ios, in the year 124 MA.