Whine away, Dear Allanon.

I hear no intakes of breath, or supplications of unfairness from your lips when

ye and thy team decide to trash every Thakrian that moves. I heard no reasoned

speech when thy own allies use whatever weapons are at hand. Why, ye told me yerself

that the cause here is to 'win' and thus any weapon that gives ye an 'edge' in

combat is a good one! Are ye now saying that ye don't seek the advantage always?!

If this had come from one who was known to be noble in their combats then I

might have paid it some heed. Now cease thy idle whining, wipe the dribble from

thy chin and start again.

Arikarr The Undying.

Written by my hand on the 30th of Springflower, in the year 990.