This will be a long response, and I will try to ensure it contains all the information needed without involving the names of those who may not wish themselves involved. If you have any additional questions I will try my hardest to answer them in the days and weeks to come.
I suppose I shall start with some confirmations, there was indeed something amiss though not what you may suspect, and yes some of us in town were on good terms with her. I can not speak to others feelings on the matter, but I will set down my own as bluntly as I can.
Over the last year I became very close to Tara Fairchild, the Captain you knew as Blackheart, I met her first at a holy site of the Saints late one night when we all still viewed her as an enemy. After a confrontation where I was nearly killed by Varyn for defying her, we spoke at length.
Many of you may never have been to the Mariners rest, it is a spot that evokes powerful response among Spiritualists, especially those whose hearts beat with the tide of the seas. I discovered not a madwoman bent on our destruction when I spoke with her there, but a thoughtful introspective one who simply saw the world through a twisted lense. This, of course, was not enough to convince me she was anything but an enemy. That came when we found a letter written by her on an expedition.
This “letter” was addressed to the woman who ran the orphanage where Tara, Terik, Ren, and Varyn grew up, a woman who Tara killed as a child. The four of them grew up in a compound of the opressive Ishikawan cult who I’m sure you all know believe spiritualists such as these children are cursed. The letter details the abuses and torture of Tara and the others as they grew up and ends with the explanation of why she did what she did. Tara claimed she had become a “monster” to enact vengeance and justice upon the oppressors of the world in the name of those they cast out. Every corrupted sailor, every needlessly punished spiritualist in an Ishikawa prison, and every disenfranchised soul that the corrupt powers in society abuse.
After reading these words, I met with Tara near town, we discussed her view of the world, her goals and methods long into the night on multiple occasions. She showed me visions of my own past and of how she viewed the world. I may not always have agreed with her, but in the end what matters is the result. Change required violence. Our town represented so much of what she hated, and though I tried to turn her from this course I could not, because in many ways she was right.
In the end, she attacked the town, as I think was always meant to happen. I mentioned above that something was amiss with this battle but it was not what you expected. What was amiss was that she had no intention of leaving this place alive, she intended to fall that night. Change requires violence, in this case, the violence was not what both I and Varyn in our own ways had thought, it was not the deaths of those here in Port Kathrine, but her own death. She has found release from the pain that was the constant in her life, and the threat to all of you is over.
The world is changing. Magic is returning, like it or not, we have all seen the changlings with our own eyes. We stand now at the edge of a new world, many of you I am sure are questioning our ancient views on magic, I ask you question more than that about our society. There is corruption in us just as there was within her, she saw her own darkness, perhaps it is time we saw our own. I loved Tara Fairchild, and though I know I can not ask the same of all of you, I do ask you at least consider what she died for.