I'll keep this simple: your order has seen fit to pass judgement upon
me, as if they have the right to decide who is innocent or who is
guilty. I don't know if this is what You teach them, and frankly... I
don't care. Until your High Judge makes a public apology for thinking
she can decide right and wrong from afar, or until I'm convinced your
warriors have the might to back up their pathetic rulings, I shall
personally burn your order to the ground.

Your shrines will fall, defiled by the corpses of your followers who
shall know only fear and death outside thier home. Those Vahinites who
disagree with the actions of thier mortal leaders would do well to
inform me of this... or simply beg for mercy, lest they too be hunted
should I discover their loyalties.


Penned by my hand on the 21st of Naturalis, in the year 561 AD.