Bricriu, my dear, you misunderstand me. I AM sorry for slaying those
Fae, needlessly. None doubt that I did it with a conviction that it
would further the Light, and you yourself heard me moan when the
discoveries proving my beliefs and those with me wrong. You heard my
pitious cries on an aetherwave for the Lord Lacostian's Order, which we
both share. Yes, I slew knights, and a hawker. I even ordered the attack
on the harmless fae girl. Many people have asked how I can stand myself,
and even I cannot answer that. Magnagorans have said, "and you call us
evil". Evil would do this without remorse, and the only thing short of
ending my life were cheerful words from a Supernal I do not doubt you
helped slay. Yes, I damned the Serenwilde for locking Celest, and
everyone else, out of the Ethereal. Truly, I do not blame them. But I
did damn them. And Thur for Earth, as well, although I imagine the Seren
would have moved to block that one, as well. Soon, the Holy Lady will be
reachable again, and the Supernals will grow strong. And, maybe, the
Peacemaker will stand among them.

Bricriu, I love you like a sister. You are an ordermate, and you know
this. The first Supernal slain was the one I first pacted. For those
unaware, this is often a personal choice, for the Supernal bonded is one
you most agree with. I also know what Gorgulu means to you. But the
Light will grow strong, if it means the blood of innocent and guilty
alike, so be it. I am truly sorry for the slayings of the Fae, for they
were needless. Sacrifice without need is truly a waste, and no sacrifice
at all. We are more similiar than many may think, you and I. I hope you
stand before me, when we slay Gorgulu, with the intent to slay him to
the last. Because then, at least, you will have tried to save Him. I was
not there to protect Methrenton...


While I write this, it has also come to my attention Serenwilders have
viewed me as... haughty? Arrogant? Something along those lines. Several
Serenwilders have challenged me to leave Celest when I am there, to
fight them. One of the first to do so knew he had little chance of
winning... But he did anyway. A matter of honor. And he did die, and now
Serenwilder blood stands on my hands just as Fae blood does... And I do
not like this. Know this, Seren. I do not wish to harm you, at all. If
ever there can be uneasy peace between you and I, I would love it more
than anything... But I also do not believe I am deserving of it. Only
two beings eyes do I seek redemption in. the Light, and the Lady
Lisaera... I do not know if She will ever forgive me, for I know she
holds the Fae dear. If not, I deserve such. If She ever can forgive me,
and does so... More than I deserve, to be assured.

Light willing,
Erion

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Kiani, in the year 102 CE.