A carefully sealed, small plain box, such as one that might contain clothes, is addressed to Arialynn Dawnfield.

Inside is a single piece of paper folded in half, atop a few articles of clothing: the Templars of the Rose tabard, and a similarly adorned cape. Both have holes in them, as if the victims of a bloodless stabbing.

The note reads, in flowing but shaky handwriting:

Arialynn,


Not only the tribunal’s outcome, but the attitudes of those present, have shed light on problems I cannot ignore. I believe injustice has been compounded with injustice, and cannot in good conscience wear these colors any longer.


R.D.

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