Aetolian Game News
Your apology is NOT accepted
Written by: Moyra's Dark Prince, Ikne Amaratha, Occidere a Sacrola
Date: Sunday, March 16th, 2003
Addressed to: Valiarde Th'Saan, the Fireshield
Dark salutations Sapience, I hope the darkness finds you well.
Valiarde.........
Valiarde.........
I dont even know where to begin, as you can see Me, Moyra, and Murad do
not accept you apology. Your hurtfull comments went way beyond taunting
this time. Comments such as this made to my wife.... Valiarde tells you,
"Perhaps that's why you like Ikne so much, cause he pushes you around
and fucking rapes you all the time irl." and.... Valiarde tells you,
"Hah, don't ever log on without ikne now. You fucking bitch." I
apologise for anyone else these comments may offend, and if they do I
would ask you express how much they offend you to the right people. No
one should ever have to be subjected to such comments. Moyra was really
hurt and upset more than you can possibly imagine. She does not even
wish to be in the realms when I am not around for fear of running into
you or even seeing your name. She would be posting this reply if she
wasnt so upset.
As for me, I am beyond upset with you. As you have expressed many time I
know you dont care about how I feel but allow me to give you an idea. I
am in love with my wife, very much so. Also I am VERY good friends with
her in an otherworldly sense. For you to say such things about me
infuriates me to a point you cant even BEGIN to imagine. Nothing you can
ever do will change the way I feel about you or what you did. Your
pathetic apology means squat, I wouldnt wipe my rear end with it. I can
only hope that thoes that have the power to make you suffer for what you
did, do. And thoes that wont put up with it, will make a stand. And
thoes who come here to get away from abuse, to be able to be free, to be
able to be in a place where you dont have to cry everytime you see
someones name because all you can think about are the awful things they
said to you....to rally together to keep this little slice of our lives
free of such pain.
Valiarde, I hope you grow old lonely and miserable
And as for the rest of Sapience, may you walk in Darkness
Loving husband,
Ikne Amaratha
Penned by my hand on the 15th of Severin, in the year 95 MA.