I was recently enemied to Kinsarmar for ..cursing.. said city while
standing with in it's walls ... as I have recived many ..request.. as to
what excatly I did ... I shall leave it here...

.......

..mortals of ..Kinsarmar..

..Long have I made attempts at teaching and enlightening you to the ways
of Truth in vain hopes of you avoiding the same fate as the cursed
Antioch... every attempt was met with constant resistance and hindrance
... for over twenty years I have labored at this task ... no more ...

... I leave you to your foul ignorance ... your rotting lives shackled
and caged ... I can think of no worse fate for such beings as you...

... I curse you ...

.. may death always be at your door step waiting to take you and your
loved ones when you lest expect and wish it ...

..may your children always walk in the fear of the freedom you so
desperately hide from ...

..may it haunt your every step .. lurking in the shadows of your mind ..
it's cold embrace the last thing you feel before you fall to the natural
corse of life...

..let this curse stand till you ..accept.. the Truth and cease to oppose
the Lord of Dis...

..Let ..Death .. become you Kinsarmar...

.......

..This curse was sealed by Blood, Pain, and Death upon it's utterance
... I leave you to your ...lives...

Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Solis, in the year 490 AD.