I speak to you as a Caliph and a representative of your Council. Your
colleagues fight to defend the City of Kinsarmar. You pervert His arts
to aide the destroyers of Nature. If this continues, your oath is
meaningless and your guild will be ground to dust, along with your
treacherous Council.

There will be no hold, temporary or otherwise. We are not surprised that
you covet the arts that Lord Algoris has developed, but He has nothing
to gain by trading this knowledge with such mewling children as you.

Therain

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Ferinus, in the year 571 AD.