This will serve for thee as well, Geist.
If either of you would ever face me one on one, you know that I am almost always happy to accept. Geist beats me on occasion, Kes never.
There is no dishonour in retreating from a mob of 5 or 10 huggies who still pathetically cannot usually kill me.
Even against your worthless, cowering teams, I almost always kill more than I die.
There is no single person in Avalon who can consistantly beat me.
So Kes and Geist, stick with your cowering friends, and enjoy the odd kill you manage on me, but do not speak to me of cowardice until you stop cowering yourselves.
Written by my hand on the 23rd of Skyelong, in the year 1020.