Salutations all,


May your shadow fall upon lush forest grounds whilst reading this.

Life is hard. The world is full of people who do not see things the way
you view them. And from all sides danger may come.

This is however not a reason for having no goals and no purpose. Bending
to the will of others. Today, by electing me Guildmaster, the Druids
recognize this.

We know what we are, and are planning ahead once again. For now we might
be in an alliance with some city states, but one day we want to see all
city walls crumble.

We value their part in the treaty against the Undead that walk outside
of the Cycle. The abominations will need to be eliminated first.

But we also acknowledge the extensive strain put on the Rhythm by these
oversized settlements. The Walled call them cities. The Hunter has long
ago branded them the Cathair

Know that one day we will free you citizens, so you can rejoin the Cycle
in all its glory. And prosper. For you do not know how your sheltered
lives are held back by the very Walls you have erected for convenience.

While we return to the forest, we welcome everyone who shares our
re-found purpose. Who want to work the landmarks with us again. And
truly dedicate their lives to Her bounty and the gifts granted to us.

Join or rejoin us on our Path.

Brunneng Blackthorn

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Ios, in the year 226 MA.