Dearest Tethryn,

I am very saddened that you would continue to spread these false accusation against me. You hold no proof that I was 'involved' as you put it. Merely seeing me invisible in town at the time hardly is cause to think that. We all heard the explosion and it scared me so I protected myself.

I also hear you are telling people that I have assualted you? Why must your spread lies. If I had wanted to do such a thing I would had when you threatened my own life in the Inn of Undeath. I am not like that nor do I strive to be. My association with the drow known as Eryne was merely professional, as she was part of the Scholar's group at the time.

No doubt now that I have returned to town you will turn to savagery and bring your blade against me in anger. The very same thing you wish me dead for is how you will act. I find that amusing a bit at night as I sleep. I am sorry that you cannot see past the ovious and perhaps admitt you were wrong. I would think no less of you and a wonderful friendship could emerge.

If you do try and kill me, know I will defend myself. I do -not- want to kill you by any means. Though, I do not wish to die myself. It is my dream that someday we can all live in harmony, the dead, the living, and people whom were once considered enemies. I am sure we have alot more in common then you think. This conflict as big of a waste as are the lies you are spreading.

With love and friendship, ~Kendra Osbourne~

I have never said that you have assualted me, and I will not bring my blade to yours if you do not perpetrate any more acts of violence against those in Lower. The dulled blades, rusted in a heap, have been accounted for, yet yours still remains. If you wish to reforge what was yours, and live in your harmony, I can offer you employment. Your "epicity" in your letter is dettering, as you seem to be mongering to a crowd which does not exist. A flowery, god laced blade, does little when put to the test. Ornamented blades are as sharp as the minerals which line their sides, and fragile. If you continue to assume I am spreading lies about you, you have fallen into the grace of those who would use you. If you wish to seek the truth, you will find me at the Crone.

Tethyrn