Ashmer,

You began attacking my guild when an incompetent leader was chosen. I
stayed out of this conflict for I already anticipated such to happen
when she was elected. Then you go on to make yourself believe that the
Chaos Lord Golgotha is in the need of an aide, but what's even worse
is... you made yourself believe that you are in fact the one chosen for
this position. Then you go ahead and get your little protg involved in
these silly beliefs, and put her in a position where she does not
realize exactly how deep in it she really truly is. Then when that
Guildmaster I spoke of, was removed... you continued to attack my guild.

Well, that time is now over. You have no reason to attack the Cabalists,
for you are not part of it, will most likely never be part of it again,
and hold no control with any of the ways the guild functions. So I am
offering you a couple choices here...

1. You can stop attacking the guild and it's members. This includes
kidnapping members for hostages. Walk away with whatever ego it is that
you made yourself believe you had. I recommend this one for you
personally.

or.....

2. You and your worshiper, can continue to attack Cabalists for no
reason other then... "Killing non-combatants makes me feel strong".

I encourage you to choose wisely. For Option number one may result in
you not having to run around sapience struggling to survive. Where as
option number two, I can personally guarantee you, that you and myself
will cross a path. In that path will be some ornaments of a man who once
believed himself to be the aide of Golgotha himself. It bothers me not
which option you choose. As I told you before, I have no problem with
handing you your own arse. Though I have witnessed you running from my
Maestro of Jherza, just about as fast as I saw most of Enorian Militia
run to a room where they felt it was "safe". All I can say is, Dourif
and myself will have a wonderful time splitting you and your nut-huggers
heads all over sapience.

So as I said, choose wisely. For this option is available to you once,
and only once.

-dex

Penned by my hand on the 19th of Lanosian, in the year 204 MA.