It is not so often that one receives advice from the very pinnacle of childish whining in public. One that whined so very loud, and so very frequently, that the Gods themselves had to quiet him. One that was so much a victim that he hunted a brother of mine for simply breathing a truth he wished his mother not to hear.

Heed the experts!

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Phaestian, in the year 984 AF.