O Ezra, hear the prayers of this humble sinner.
My shame is great, Lady. I fear my soul has been tainted by the subterfuge and lies that my companions seem to consider part of daily life. I willingly spoke deceptive words today, words deliberately intended to mask my true intentions, and my soul and mind recoil in horror at the degree to which I have been influenced by the less virtuous of my companions’s traits.
In the process of securing passage aboard a boat, in order to speak with an informant, I spoke a lie about our intentions at the docks. True, I did not lie to the ferrymaster, but my words were spoken with the intention of deceiving anyone who might have been listening in. By Your name, my penance will be great tonight.
This underlines a great fear I have had for some time. I think I can not much longer tolerate the moral lassitude of my companions. I have made it clear to them that I cannot condone the sort of behaviour they engage in, regardless of their motives, but still they persist in wanton violence and burglary, and think I do not notice or that I will look away as they do so.
That I have started to pick up such habits from them is no permanent problem; I can purge such habits from my self as I have others that are offensive in Your eyes. But Lady preserve me, I am not a preacher. It is not my path to convert people to the ways of Ezra, and I know that much good may be done with ill methods, but I cannot bear to stand by any longer while my companions repeatedly perform evil acts and call them good.
If I cannot abide the deeds of my companions, and I cannot change their actions, what option is left to me but to leave them? Lady, please protect and guide me through this, one of the most difficult decisions I have yet to make.
In the name of Our Guardian in the Mists, protect us as we walk the pathways of this world and guide us to those of the next. Forgive our sins and grant us the wisdom to forgive ourselves.
Amen.