Greetings Aetolians.

I pose a few simple questions for you all to consider, and for Duiran to
evaluate and act accordingly. You claim that you want to save nature by
not wasting your time replanting the herbs that he burns, then you get
on our case for not knowing a fresh supply must be available to replant.
So, do you honestly think that not keeping a fresh supply growing as
much as possible is a -good- idea?

You claim that you are saving stored herbs for emergencies. Wedric isn't
an emergency? I have yet to see a supply offer for anyone who fights for
Duiran, just demands that if we don't, you won't give us stuff. Well it
looks like either which was we're not getting our herbs, and frankly,
I'm spiteful. So why is it that you don't declare Wedric's burning
escapades an 'emergency' and allow those who work to keep him down a
chance to do so safely?

You all claim that your purpose is to protect the forests to the best of
your ability, and yet, you seem to be so dead-set on your point of view
and your decrees that you won't make small sacrifices to benefit a
larger cause. Wedric may or may not set an example, but if he does, he
sets the example of a raving lunatic who's willing to sacrifice his life
many, many, many times over, as well as his gold, and his herbs, and so
on. Something tells me not too many people will follow that example.
Here's a small glimpse into the soul for you: Deep down inside, you're
just as greedy as any self-proclaimed Severnite. Every one of your
actions works to benefit you. Every thing you do, you do to gain
something for yourself, or you do so in hopes of gaining something. So
what really keeps you from meeting his demands? What really stops you
from protecting the forests? The way other people see you, perhaps?

And here's the kicker - Do you honestly think that Wedric cares about
his life? Do you really think a war would be 'beneficial' for the
forests? Because you know as well as I do that he has a majority support
of Bloodloch.

Just a few thoughts for you to ponder, Aetolians.

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Niuran, in the year 165 MA.