By alienating everyone with the barest trace of a chance of changing it. By looting estates and collaborating with its enemies. It’s a mystery why so little gratitude for this help has materialized.
Freeing slaves removes them from the market. Is this a practice I should also abandon?
When is the last time you ensured anything of the sort? You’re a walking catastrophe, a curse to those who once sheltered and taught you, a scourge to the one who freed you, and a harbinger of death to those you claim to speak for. There’s been enough blood to make Sarikusa blush, how much more of your help and support can they tolerate I wonder?
As it stands, whatever your intentions you’ve made yourself one of the greatest enemies of progress in the Empire tainting your own arguments more surely than if almost any other had spoken them.
I’m told you had great potential once, and I can see echos of that in this broken child moving from one creed to the next hoping they’ll fix her. You’re never going to find what you’re looking for, the only question is how many have to suffer in your quest.