Grand salutations people of the Basin,

The toils of this political atmosphere has left myself weary as of late.
Much of what I have believed to be the teachings of compassion and love
seem to be lost to the Grand Duchy. Though my allegiance remains the
same I regret my Village of Delport calls me back. I desire things to be
simple again et Madame Sylvie reminds me weekly in writing. The sea
draws me back and there shall I rest in absolute freedom. Know love mes
amis et vous will know the Light. Love for pure thought, thought
untainted by the constructs of our reality. Embrace life et love will
always find vous. It is in this, d'amour, that the world shall remain
sacred. Those that fight for life know love et shall die for it. However
one must know where to draw the line in, but in all things love reminds
the hand of justice of its divine purpose.

The things vous love shall always be the things vous shall fear.

Au revoir, la lumiere benissent,
Qaletaqa le Montfort

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Roarkian, in the year 135 CE.