You dare to profane my name? I have little cares for the burning sting
of your tongue already tangled with the knots of your own lies and
treacheries. Or have we forgotten that you too promised many things that
you slighted as well?
Such as never getting embraced, and never letting Xanithe come between
you and your 'Beloved' Druids whom you now gleefully perform agressive
acts on.
For my own sake, I knew not that such delegations were going on at that
moment. Kitania had left me in the dark and striked out on her own
mission of martyrdom leaving me to my own devices.
It was only after my action that I was informed that such negotiations
were underhand. Had I known sooner, I would not had acted as I did. Nor
would I need to do it graced if the Conasanguine had as much respect for
the Divine Landmarks as we.
Do not make assumptions Gracie, until you know the Truth.
Hate me, but do it honestly.
If you can be honest.

Bardic Snapdragon, Karieith Brisingamen, Druidic Minstrel

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Slyphian, in the year 84 MA.