Hail Shallam, city of the Good and True.

You halfwits. You give credit to a jester for acting like a terrorist.
And if you can be fooled by HIS name, into thinking he is ME, then you
ought to spend a few lessons on your READING skill, because not knowing
the difference between his and mine seems pretty inept to me.

When Soris was young, he was conned out of some gold. Rather than whine,
he calmly sought me out to kill the con artist. I explained that he had
no legal reason to kill the con, and that it'd be a bad idea. Then I
gave him the gold he'd had stolen, since it sucks to lose gold that
young. Well, it sucks anytime, I guess.

I was amused that his response to this was so lethal, though. And in
passing, I commented to Soris' guildmate, to "watch out for him, he's
going to be a terror." Soris seems to have liked that moniker, and I'm
flattered that he wished to wear my words as a title.

Thank you again Shallam for representing yourselves to the world exactly
the way I would have you do so.

When I wish to enter your city, I'll do it the way I always have. I
don't need to distract you. You're never looking at me anyway.

Snuggles,
Yig

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Lupar, in the year 324 AF.