Twilight,

I have returned from My absence that you and your underlings took
advantage of.
Bravo.

I am pleased that you saw fit to confess that the theft from Myself and
Thoth was all your doing.
I, of course, will make war on you. Do you have the courage to accept
for your collective or will you leave the refusal to your mortals like
the pathetic worm that you truly are.
For like the worm, you burrow into the governments of ALL cities. You
burrow into the dealings and governance of ALL organisations.
However, once the various and cities become aware of your manipulation
of THEIR government, then they deal with you in their own ways. Your
bridges are burned, you have no city to support or protect you. The
wolves are gathering to feast on you and yours, quite literally.
Still, you love to hear your own voice and will probably attempt to
wriggle out of this 'confession' that you posted publically. Either that
or your frothy worshippers will attempt to do so.
I look forward to your ultimate demise.

Sartan, the Malevolent

Penned by my hand on the 18th of Lupar, in the year 372 AF.