Letter found this morning , day 100 or the 4th year (11 April, year 2009, modern time) on the Loreroot High Council table.
“”Loreroot leadership, People of Loreroot,
Under threat of WAR, Loreroot summoned me to defend it once again. I am old, my soldiers are long lost and my forces are no match for some of my enemies. However, i am wise and my war experience and knowledge of the realm should be greatly valued. I can still crush any of you tiny humans and, with high respect to the Council, i can smash your noble heads that your brains will become noble soup.
On my return i found a desbined Loreroot, a council, with all due respect, uncertain of its members and in constant argueing with eachother.
My plans for war were not taken too seriously, in fact, one of your noble heads stated he is not accepting me as a army leader and wanted me demoted. I should remind you noble Council that i served well the interests of Loreroot in time of War also during other councils before you and i was never before doubt by Loreroot people or by its Council.
Today i find my alliance markings erased from my shield, my army flag torn apart, and i hear that this was done by mistake. If i got subject to such mistakes i have no other choice than to retire.
The war is over because Loreroot decided to give up to the demands of the enemy, i said it before that i will not lead Loreroot Army to retreat, i am a fighter and I can not accept such decisions.
I will fully understand if I will not be given my rightfull pension or a Land of my own where i can rest my tired bones, and i wish Loreroot much better times than the current ones.
I will continue my few remaining days, (that with all respect, are probably longer than any of your noble Council members), to adventure into lands and things that i allways found interesting. Maybe i will continue my musical training too, anyway i will probably stay away from my sword for some time.
That is all,