(Not Jackdaw) Hello Travance,
What an icy and cold day in Travance; I quite enjoyed it. As I strolled up to my intended ritual site, I couldn’t help but notice that some of you managed to set off the gift I left you. I truly am sorry to those of you who did not heed my warning. I’ve enjoyed our games, and fun is fun. But you keep insisting on getting in my way. I’ve come so far; too far to stop, to far to turn back. Only five rituals left, more than halfway done. I’m not playing games anymore, not until this is over.
Under the light of Olaindrus, a ritual was left; later than normal but you know how it is, so many things to do. It was exactly where you all expected it to be. Can you imagine, the Commoner’s Crown? Giving up all of one’s power just to be accepted? If only the world worked that way; if only people worked that way. But it doesn’t. And I have learned from their mistake. My offering for this ritual was riches of my own horde; as a small gift of my power.
No, I can't imagine that. Seems silly to want acceptance from people who would make you sacrifice part of yourself to earn it, doesn't it? That's not even really acceptance, that's control. You don't have to make yourself lesser than you always were for others. Or more than you are to the point of becoming something else. Don't let them decide for you. Find better people.
It's never too late. You can turn back if you want to. You can choose to let yourself heal instead of hurt. You can choose to be with friends instead of alone. You can choose to let others help you. You can choose not to be ruled by your pain. You can choose not to do this. You can choose. You can always choose.
-Midori Suarez, Daughter of Mercy