The joke is on you.

All of you who wish to kill me, consider how you are 'fighting for the
rights of your women sisters' the next time you slay an entire village
of them. Consider how you are allowing them to live a 'happy life free
of enforced servitude' the next time you stand idly by as somebody else
murders them or enslaves them or...

I'm not laughing either.
Arithorn


Penned by my hand on the 7th of Valnuary, in the year 370 AF.