If all you can steal are inks, sigils, shovels and kittens and all you
can do to "rile" a city is to show how sick and twisted you are in a
single act of sadistic cruelty, you're nothing special. The fact that
you are gracing Stavenn with your presence is proof that you just want
to gain acclaim through someone else's acts of infamy. I've met novices
better at what you try to do.

And honestly, just because I won't bed you doesn't mean you need make
others suffer for it. I'm sure you could go traipsing most anywhere and
find some woman low and desperate enough to sleep with you. I realize
sexual frustration is a common problem with most who end up like you but
it isn't as if there is any lack of solutions all around Aetherius, just
waiting for that special someone. If you insist on knocking at my door,
all you'll find is that your tongue is suddenly missing and stuck in a
very uncomfortable place on your person just before you realize you're
in Dis.

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Letum, in the year 490 AD.