Sir Ironhandto Nostradamus, god of darkness

As you know, my reason to exist in this land is to try my best to bring misery and suffering to Thakria, its citizens and, more recently, members of your order.

I believe this to be an honourable battle and obviously make no apology for my part in it.

I did however use a rather less than respectful choice of words in addressing you and it for this that I sincerely apologise.

I mention the part about my motivations in the land, as I also wish to apologise for lowering the tone of the battle, and thus the principles that each side hold.

I hope you can accept this apology, and my assurance that I will use the proper level of respect in any future dealings with you.


Written by my hand on the 3rd of Ilmarael, in the year 1097.