Aeralin, Zacc.

I will respond in the order they were posted. Normally I would do so by
merit and worth of the arguement, in ascending order so that the idiots
are publicaly reamed and those who truly care will continue reading past
that - however, you both set pen to paper, and for some strange reason,
your words appear to be nothing more than poorly drawn caricatures of
real letters and shapes.

Aeralin. Nothing in my post suggested that New Celest, Magnagora, or
Glomdoring must or must not follow the Serenwilde's laws. Indeed, as
memory serves, I was the one who sat there and said, "Let the Serenwilde
do as they wish, and everyone else do as they wish", until New Celest
brought arms against the Wilde, saying, "You have six months to make up
your mind, worship us or die!", and in turn, not even a month later,
slaughtered a sacred Avatar of Mother Moon. So please, do not speak to
me of implications of others following my laws. That falls squarely on
the shoulders of New Celest.

And, I do not care if you feel sorry for the wrongs you do to Nature -
should all of Nature die out tomorrow, you may believe nothing will
change for you, however I ask what you intend to drink when the water is
dry and tastes of ash, and quenches not your thirst. When the fruit you
eat is rotten to the seeds, filled with maggots and disease. What will
you say when the fish you sink your teeth into are so bitter and
worm-filled, not an ounce of meat can be managed?

Likewise, the Fates did not DEEM New Celest to exist, or Glomdoring, or
Magnagora. They simply weave the Tapestry of Fates, though They may
attempt to manipulate it as they can. I am a Divine Shard, likewise of
Yudhe, having shrugged off my faeling form for one more to my... liking.
So do not speak to me of "your" kind - I doubt all humans agree with
you. So please, spare us your city-dwelling, fish-loving offal.

And, perhaps tomorrow New Celest and Magnagora and Glomdoring will not
disappear - indeed, I do not expect them to. In fact, I plan everything
around their continued existence. However, one day, they will fall - the
Serenwilde alone has withstood the trials of Time. The Serenwilde alone
has existed since before the Divine Wars, and the Serenwilde alone will
continue to exist. We may change and shift, we may grow and we may
shrink - yet we will survive, unlike you. Unlike cities. The Serenwilde
will once again rise to power, as the Ascendency of the Forest Conclaves
returns, with Ackleberry by our side, there is little doubt within my
mind that Glomdoring, New Celest, and Magnagora will be beaten into the
pathetic and sad state they deserve to be.

One day, Aeralin, my descendants will walk the Forest of the Serenwilde.
One day, my descendants will sneak away from their caretakers, and
wander the great ruins of some place once called "New Celest" - and they
won't even understand what that was. I will look on with great
eagerness, from within my final resting place, as I guide them and their
children from the Past. And, thankfully, your descendants will have died
out aeons before, due to something we Serens like to call 'natural
selection'. It's where the weak die, and the strong survive.

And, as an aside, dear Aeralin - He respects Aquamancers and the
Geomancers for their control of a single element. There is nothing
unnatural about what they do and, if used appropriately, can be of great
help to the healing of Nature, as they once were. However, in case your
young mind does not reach so far back, the Huntsman despises cities,
utterly and completely, and if the Creatrix Herself did not forbid it,
He would march into New Celest, and grind your pathetic walls and
buildings to a fine dust. Which I and others would gladly gather and
sprinkle it into your drinking water, and make you drink it. He did,
after all, knock down one of your pathetic walls with a well-placed
arrow. And it was Lady Lisaera who flooded your wretched city. And,
don't be surprised, He may very well harbor some minor amounts of
respect for Aeromancers and Pyromancers as well. Why? Because their
abilities are not unnatural. I never once said they were. So please,
silence yourself, you ignorant, uneducated whelp. Go back to your
guildhall, and beg someone to educate you.

You cast a poor light on the rest of your guild. I expected better from
a guild of scholars.



Now, Zacc.

Your pathetic and feeble misrepresentation of Nature astounds me.
"Innocent rabbit"? Do I care what this rabbit has done? I have caught
it, and have need for it. So, I kill it. And then, I give it life,
wielding the power of the cycle of life and death, that it might bond
with me, and, in time, save me from my own untimely demise.

Yes, we do harvest Nature's bounty - not to would be an insult. The
trees willingly give us lumber to build with - instead of letting it lie
there and rot for nothing other than spores and 'shrooms. There is
plenty of other decay for them to grow on. I do not much care for metals
- the dwarves mine them from the earth one way or another, so why should
I, in truth, care if we use them? We use marble and wood to build the
Altar of Lunar Glory, so as to better serve Mother Moon and Brother
Hart, and through them serve Nature. We use statues to protect our
villages, so they may gather power for the Mother Moonhart, commodities
that we might use to make weapons and armour for our Serenguard and
Spiritsingers, that they might further the glory of Nature.

You speak of replacement, yet you have no concept of what a commune
does, or how a commune works. As a druid, you were pathetic, barely
beneath the notice of the other Hartstone, with such ignorant and blind
theories and opinions that were clearly wrong - you would try and
convince the rest of us the sky was green at midnight, if the notion
took you. And, the saddest part was, you truly believed your deranged
ravings. It was unsurprising that you turned traitor during the War - I
found it highly amusing, that you did the dirty work for us.

Also, please do not insult a commune member by calling them 'citizens'.
Whatever garbage Glomdoring is preaching down there, we are members of
the Serenwilde, not citizens. Such is a label for you city-dwelling
filth. Including you, traitor.

I find your belief of accusation amusing - Celest cut down the Cherry
Tree, so Glomdoring, Serenwilde, and Magnagora should be punished for
it, alongside New Celest. It's this sort of blind, ignorant offal that
left the Hartstone in a better state the day you betrayed us.

Your ignorance amuses me to extents I never though imaginable - if you
are so ignorant as to believe the Serenwilde would try to grow over the
Oleanvir, the Toronada Flats, the Versavir... It's amazing. Such
ignorance. To begin with, the Toronada Flats are primary salt water, and
the great trees of our magnificent forest cannot live off salt water.
Likewise, it is sand, not soil - little beyond mangroves and other
saltwater beach bushes can manage life there.

Likewise - if the Serenwilde did grow over the Versavir, I suspect the
foxes and wolves would be just at home in a forest as they would a
valley. Likewise, I suspect the pythons wouldn't mind much of it,
either. Yet, should something happen in Nature - say a mudslide or a
rockslide come, and block off a river, causing a lake to form where
there once was a beautiful forest - such is the way of Nature. This lake
will, in time, become home to fish and birds, the trees that fell into
the waters would be emptied by the waters and the algae and the fish,
and left as hollow homes for future generations. The trees that resisted
and grew above the waters would either survive or die - such is the way
of Nature.

Live or die. It is not protect the fuzzy animals, it isn't hug snuggle
happy times yay. Live, or die. There is no room for this concept of
'honor' or 'compassion' in Nature. The only honor in Nature lies in a
good hunt - the only compassion is a quick death. Deer were made to be
hunted - as were other animals. I refuse to pity some poor beast because
it fell within my trap. I hunt to live, I hunt to thrive, I hunt to
protect Nature - these animals understand this. Unlike cities, I do not
slaughter every beast in my path, for the sake of slaughter. I leave
that to Celestians and Magnagorans, and Taurian hunters.

For your ignorance, Zacc, both the Serenwilde and the Glomdoring rule
their villages with a commune mindset. To go into a village and tear
down their buildings because they are made of rock and wood (which in
and of itself is not a problem, you ignorant prat), and raise ones made
of... I don't even know what you would expect a commune to make them of,
given our commune is made of wood and perched high within the branches
of the Moonhart Trees of the Wilde. At any rate, to destroy them would
be a waste. They live as they wish and, under the guidance of the
Serenwilde, tend to live healthy, happy existences, serving Nature in
what ways they can.

The animals I and other ecologists give life to are not undead - we
wield the careful balances of life and death, to restore something that
has fallen into death, or chaos, to life, or balance. Do not insult the
value of life again by referring to undeath as "life". Even Celest, I
suspect, would agree with me on this.

If you wish to continue arguing, Zacc, I suggest becoming educated, and
learn what you are arguing. To even attempt to preach the values of
Nature while entranced within empty and dead walls of stone is pathetic
and sad on so many different levels, in some ways I actually pity you,
for your ignorance.

Kalodan Faechild
Keeper of the Sacred Grove

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Dvarsh, in the year 174 CE.