Rubbish, Valek. When you had returned, I was no Mercinaen. a Ranger, and then a Mystic yes, but I had long since left Mercinae in favour of the Nolands. You talked to me from time to time, but you where never close enough to me to have any real insight - not enough to claim to know such things of me.

There was no betrayal, only a growing dissatisfaction, and my yearning for Darkness. There was no heartbreak, for no man has ever held my heart. No, your entire post is just a cheap attempt to jab at me, filled with the lies you spit forth in anger.

Watching you,

Esprii Belial, Princess of Shadows

Written by my hand on the 1st of Paglost, in the year 1147.