Citizens of the City of Hashan,


I am ok with this.

Your existence is but a temporary thing. In the aeons of time your urban constructs will crumble and fade away as dust in the wind.

Until then, as long as you live opposed to Nature, I and others with me will visit your city when we please. To knock down the walls and homes you build for yourselves, to slaughter your guards and soldiers and any others who would stand against Nature, rather than with Her.


In service of Nature,
Rangor Corten

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Aeguary, in the year 690 AF.