Thank you for pointing that out to me. However, it has been shown that my words sting far more than the sword I used to bear ever did. But, I have no need of the fighters board, it is a place of redundancy, where the same arguments are repeated and duadled over endlessly. Perhaps the Gods show mercy by taking it from my can only hope.

Written by my hand on the 18th of Leaflost, in the year 1194.