Again,

I'm unsure why I'm still wasting coin too precious for your sake here.
I'd follow examples I've given others and would speak to you privately
about your ramblings being nothing but, however, that seemed to pass
through your head like air on a calm Midsummer day.

Sarcastically speaking, I'm very happy you took so much time out of your
newfound, enlightened life to describe each of these little occurances
I've either accused you of or you know you're guilty of. Scratch that,
those coincide perfectly! But, I digress. I assume the last time you've
spoken on good terms with any member of the Daru from a representative
standpoint was when you were amongst the light, which - again - was
quite a long time ago and still unwashed from our memories, tragically
enough. Those words are likely outdated and hold no heed nowadays and I
encourage you to quit making yourself look more and more foolish by
referring to things you heard tell of decades ago.

Secondly, it seems you don't recall the incident where you knowingly
fought against those of your own city, on the side aligned with
Bloodloch. As I said, you were still an Enorian citizen then. If this
doesn't click in your mind, which seems just as supposedly 'cold' and
'dead' as you claim your heart magically is now, I won't be surprised,
nor will I expand on this further.

I don't quite frankly care why you left Enorian. Your claims are
misinformed, ill-natured, and simply asinine. Everyone of the city who
remembers your days with us knows we are better off without someone who
made frequent posts, condemning things that never existed and having
your quill emphasize points that... weren't even points, every other
sentence.

I will not speak for the Daru. I do not know if they requested your
leave or not. Yet... Enorian? You were not asked to leave it, nay. You
were advised to, by my word. It seems you followed the correct course of
action. Or perhaps the long hours I spent detailing how sickening it was
that you'd romp around like a coati on cactus weed within dark abodes
while boasting membership of the light simply didn't click in your head
either of how much displeasure it was to have you with us.

Yet, I noticed one thing. You never did respond to my claim of your
brainwashing. One day, you're a happy little forestal, and the next,
you're a big bad Indorani with a 'cold dead heart'. Very magical. Very,
very magical.

I will respond to rambling no longer.
Ataman Osifer Ryokus

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Variach, in the year 140 MA.