Dear Remnant,
I find your attack heartily surprising, I had thought we were such good friends. I shall sincerely regret the loss of my caravan, but the pain of its passing is nothing compared to that which I feel with the loss of respect which I once held in your regard. I would be much relieved if Maeday were to admit her attack a jest and cancel before things were to go too far. To be enemies with Stratians, with whom I once stood against the might of the Russian hordes, is a bitter fruit to swallow, and yet I fear if this comes to pass there will be no avoiding it.
Sincerely,
Braeden de Medici
