For the love of the Satus:

She is. She was. I am.

Regardless of the path she leads, she is my child. And if those to whom
I pledge loyalty cannot accept that and stop harassing her, I ask what
the difference is between those we fight and who we are? Spending so
much gold, time and energy to be proven wrong. She's a girl who knows
her own bloodline and remembers her own childhood, why in the Pit is
that a problem?

She may be undead, Infernal, and the scar of my shame, but she remains
Morningstar through my blood.

Now stop it, or take it away from the public eye, at least. You, my dear
friends and family, are being absurdly ignornant.

Salem Sykes Morningstar


Penned by my hand on the 18th of Arios, in the year 236 MA.