Draven
Count
**This dream is broadcast to all Tarndalians and adventurers within the Valley, including Fortune's Followers**
Tarndalians,
After the events of this past weekend, I find myself at battle with a number of emotions. Profound sadness for the friend that I'll never see again. Anger, at the one who thought only of the nobility he would harm, and believed it heroism. Disappoinment in the dissipation of the town guard, and understanding at how it came to happen.
So, forgive me if the following words are unusually harsh in comparison to my normal temperment.
I am exhausted of witnessing my people being bombarded by blame, suspicion, and accusation at the hands of those too ignorant to understand the perils we face. We came to this valley nearly two years ago, and what we found was a land where sentient beings were penned up like cattle by a host of Corrupted Sarr. Seeking to free the lot of you from their actions, we have uncovered further evils, buried deep within your own history. In our quest to right these wrongs, and to help you all, we have come into a battle that has tested us time and time again. It is true that some of these battles have cost you dearly. None of my people have ever, to my knowledge, denied that. But as we are capable of seeing these evils for what they are, and what threat they pose to all life in this valley, we had no choice but to fight these battles, and to eradicate them, if only so that you might have something of a future.
Your people are scared. They should be. I am scared. I do not wish more of my dearest friends and allies to lose their existences, but that wish, that fear, is not nearly enough reason to not fight.
Whether the Guard continues or not, I will guide your families to their homes in the dark, along with those who will help me do so. But I will shoulder no more of your complaints. If you fear for the safety of your families, and do not trust us to see to your well-being, then find someone to teach you how to fight. I will gladly point you to someone who will train you. Learn the blade. Learn the wand. Learn Earth Magic if you are approved to do so. Learn some other method to contribute to your safety, but do not waste our time or your own with finger-pointing.
The portal is closed. We're all stuck here together for the forseeable future. There is work to be done. Either be part of the solution, or don't become part of the problem.
-Zeth
Tarndalians,
After the events of this past weekend, I find myself at battle with a number of emotions. Profound sadness for the friend that I'll never see again. Anger, at the one who thought only of the nobility he would harm, and believed it heroism. Disappoinment in the dissipation of the town guard, and understanding at how it came to happen.
So, forgive me if the following words are unusually harsh in comparison to my normal temperment.
I am exhausted of witnessing my people being bombarded by blame, suspicion, and accusation at the hands of those too ignorant to understand the perils we face. We came to this valley nearly two years ago, and what we found was a land where sentient beings were penned up like cattle by a host of Corrupted Sarr. Seeking to free the lot of you from their actions, we have uncovered further evils, buried deep within your own history. In our quest to right these wrongs, and to help you all, we have come into a battle that has tested us time and time again. It is true that some of these battles have cost you dearly. None of my people have ever, to my knowledge, denied that. But as we are capable of seeing these evils for what they are, and what threat they pose to all life in this valley, we had no choice but to fight these battles, and to eradicate them, if only so that you might have something of a future.
Your people are scared. They should be. I am scared. I do not wish more of my dearest friends and allies to lose their existences, but that wish, that fear, is not nearly enough reason to not fight.
Whether the Guard continues or not, I will guide your families to their homes in the dark, along with those who will help me do so. But I will shoulder no more of your complaints. If you fear for the safety of your families, and do not trust us to see to your well-being, then find someone to teach you how to fight. I will gladly point you to someone who will train you. Learn the blade. Learn the wand. Learn Earth Magic if you are approved to do so. Learn some other method to contribute to your safety, but do not waste our time or your own with finger-pointing.
The portal is closed. We're all stuck here together for the forseeable future. There is work to be done. Either be part of the solution, or don't become part of the problem.
-Zeth
