Your truth is as clouded as your mind, you know nothing of nature just as Targossas does and should your false loyalty be accepted by them I am sure your blood and the blood of those exterminating dwarves will feed new rituals for the continued strengthening of the land which Targossas borrows upon the cliffs and the unnaturally formed islands of the east.

Listen to your words, fester and spew from a place of utter confusion and inability to understand the simple form of what nature is. Let not nature suffer your presence within the trees and upon the grass. Enjoy walking upon the massive exterminated areas of the cities and await the eventual Rejuvenation of them into us.

Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Daedalan, in the year 679 AF.