Dearest allies the Bards,

I hope to make clear that my satire (19047) was intended in good humour.
It seems I may have set the heat too high on my boiling pot of trivial
rival banter, and now I must eat the words I had served. I didn't mean
to scald you for what is a sensible decision of broadening the variety
of your house members.

The Ty Beirdd have been allies with the Institute for centuries, and
anything that can be done which continues both our existence is welcome.
I feel our artistic rivalry and professional friendship is very valuable
to the improvement of both our works.

Please accept my continued support in any way possible.

With regards,
H.C. Beya Storm

An unoffical and unendorsed, yet often very gobby, voice of the
Institute.


Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Mayan, in the year 606 AF.