In celebration of the 10,000'th post, I'd like to share a story called
The Emperor of Shallam.

One day there was an Emperor, who simply had no place to rule. Seeking
out the most weak-minded people he could, he went to Cyrene. After much
debate with Czanthria, the Emperor's views on political restoration in
Hashan came to be viewed as sexual harassment, thusly he left.

When the Emperor first arrived in Shallam, he fell in love with a
beautiful young girl. He dare not tell anyone, however, for even in
Shallam girls that are too young to talk are too young to touch. All
people have their dark sides, and the Emperor was only slightly
different.

The Sultan of Shallam told the Emperor that "No, you cannot take over
total and absolute control of Shallam. And we don't have any steak
sandwhiches either." So the Emperor got really pissed and was like "Do
you know who I am?" The Sultan shook his head, and promptly had the
Emperor executed.

The moral of the story is this - the Sultan of Shallam is a jerk.

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Lupar, in the year 311 AF.