Thrice we name him, and thrice we cast him out.
We name him Lacan the outcast. His name, forever expunged from the rolls of the Guild. His rights and privileges, revoked. His achievements, struck from our records. His works, all his possessions, cast into the forges.
Thrice we name him, and thrice we cast him out.
We name him Lacan the betrayer. His oaths to the Night's Light, sworn to the Herald of the Guild, forsworn. His commitments to his brothers and sisters, forgotten. His covenant with the Guild, his very word ashes and dust.
Thrice we name him, and thrice we cast him out.
We name him Lacan the Darkfriend. His soul, forfeit to the Dark One, never to be rewoven. Forsaken by the Light. Shunned and reviled. Never shall he again enjoy the succour of the Guild, nor the company of any that walk in the Light.