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[Unity]

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Unity sat a while again pondering the return of Kotare. Unity had heard a few times that he had returned but thought them only rumors, two nights prior this this evening it was proven to not be false but true. Kotare had returned and he had semebly lost all of his true strengths. Unity was very disappointed, Kotare was once a man he would have trusted with his life and now he was nothing more than a meer traitor. Unity was even more so ashamed at the fact that he would now have to cast him from the awakening forever. Kotare had been given many chances Unity thought to himself, and he has now proven how truely weak he is, he is not a leader.. he is mearly a follower and who was he to question my judgement on the court of truth. He was a fool, that is what he was.

Unity got up quickly from thought and yelled downstairs to Mott who was sitting in the lounge below. When Mott came upstairs to the private lounge of The Dragons Den Inn Unity confronted him. "Mott, How do you feel about Kotare?" Mott looked blankly for a bit and pondered what he would say in responce, he thought to himself is this a trick question? Looking at Unity Mott didnt speak and as he went to speak Unity spoke again "I asked you a question, this is very important. I need to know what your judgement is on this matter." Mott looked up and spoke "Well, I wasnt here when he came, but I never trusted him anyways. I always saw him as weak." "Very well." Unity said and looked at him.

"Mott" Unity said as he looked over, "He needs to understand he is never to be welcome here again."

"Im not going to trouble myself with it, its not worth my time to address the issue weakness is feeble." Unity said to Mott "but I do want someone to address it and Im sure you can handle it."

Mott nodded and walked off muttering about how he hated writting letters, but this one would definatly be enjoyable he thought to himself.
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Unity, Scholar of Diligence, Control, and Passion

[Mott]

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Dearest Kotare,

Simply the thought or mention of your name is enough for me to gag at the thought of wasting an ounce of effort or a sliver of time on your worthless existance. However, it has been bestowed upon me to inform you that you are indeed a wretched, worthless and otherwise useless bag of orc snot.
You are to keep your vomitous pile of mass you call a body away from the lands owned by, leased by, conquered by, claimed by, claim jumped by, reclaimed by, to be claimed in the future by, to be conquered in the future by the Dark Awakening. To explain in simple terms, so you'll be sure to understand, the Dark Awakening bad for Kotare, the middle of the ocean or anywhere remote, slightly better for Kotare.
Keep away and we won't ruin your tea party.

Thanks and appreciation for your following of our modest, kind and reasonable requests.

Mott

[Adin Blackwind]

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Bold words and standoffish behavior will only shorten your life span Mott. You claim I am weak, yet you go through all this trouble to make sure I stay away. Who's really the weak one here? I know your thoughts Mott, You never really saw me as an equal. To be honest, I thought much less of you while I was still among the Awakening. Do not write me off as weak so soon. You will be disapointed. I am powerful in many other ways.

As for your master, his lesson is comming in due time. For now, send him my regards and tell him to keep an eye out for me. Because I will show up one day and my wrath will be harmful to his health.