Greetings to those who deserve my attention,

The daggers that many of you have been searching for are gone, each in
their own right. The one I was searching for, my flaming dagger, was
given back to me before those who wanted to harm me with its
counterpart, could do so. So, I then had a loyal servent get ahold of
the ice dagger, and had it destroyed so that I would not have to worry
about certain people wanting to do me in.

You will notice my work in the southern tip of the Khandava forest is
now complete and I will soon take up my residence there.

To sum it up so that those of you who like to twist words can not do so.
The daggers are gone, and I got what I was working towards.

Alekmanhala, Prince of Flames

Penned by my hand on the 19th of Tenebrae, in the year 438 AD.