Dearest Kyalrhin,

You could have easily stopped your post at the introduction, and it would have been factual. However, don't delude yourself into thinking you're not a well-known figure, as you're very, very well-known for your fits and off-putting behavior. It is not that we don't know you, it is that we try to forget you.

Onto the point of why I bother to respond though! You call us betrayers, that is false. Granted, it may be that way from your respective point of view, but we don't much care for that. Glomdoring will never have a say in what the city of Gaudiguch does, nor will any organization for that matter.

Onto your interactions with my beloved wife, Ashira. You can lie about the conversation that took place, but we know. Also, I'd like to point out she is a Mes'ard, and not the name you desire to address her. You attempted to deride her with false statements to get her upset, attempting to stir the pot, and it didn't work. She didn't give you the response you wanted. As for her remaining quiet to you, she knows better than to tell you anything, for it will just get twisted into something else.

You say the citizenry is complicit, but I assure you nothing was done illegally or in any questionable manner. While the citizenry was kept in the dark about the treaties being drawn up, for years I should add, it was to make sure hostilities didn't start prematurely. As an aside, I just love how delusional your post is, thinking Glomdoring is more important than anything else or that the Basin should care. So, I wrote you something to sum up my thoughts:

There is no beytral
There is only Glomdoring
There is no dissent
There is only Glomdoring
We are happy without you
For you are Glomdoring
Nothing matters
Not even Glomdoring.

Thank you for your celebration of our alliance with Hallifax, we sincerely are glad that you applaud our merger, able to overcome the silly differences and work together in the united front against the Soulless, because that is what really matters.



Yours Realistically,
Toshiko Mes'ard
Blade of the Pyromaniac
Bringer of Booze
Enlightened Master
Arch-Preceptor
Ixchilgal has rubbed off

Penned by my hand on the 25th of Roarkian, in the year 556 CE.