Indrani,

I applaud you my dear, truly a vicious act of treachery that has warmed
the black heart of this immortal on these cold nights. Not only did you
decide to make your "play" while I was off observing a war on a distant
plane, but you tried to turn the actions dealt by your hand back on me.
A truly maginificent feat, and a very good demonstration of your war
abilities as General of the Daemon armies. But alas, I will have to shed
some light on the recent events, and once again return you back to your
world of sin and trying to pin blame on others.

You have been spouting on and on about your connection to my son
Pandemonium, which is true, in that you do have some connection to him.
I laugh with grand ardour at your forked tongue spouting lies about how,
by my order demolishing your shrines, we hurt him in the process. By
stating that, you have tried to make it look like my order is hurting
Pandemonium and therefore turn the court of public opinion on me. A
marvelous stroke of genius, especially the fancy show I heard you put on
with the tree splitting and a wound appearing on your body. Truly
marvelous. It is a shame that when I investigated the damage done to the
tree, that I was disturbed to learn it was caused by your hand alone.
Not my orders, not any other order attacking your shrines, but your hand
that opened the trunk. My dear Indrani, if you wished for my order to
stop attacking you, all you had to do was admit you were beaten and we
would have held off. But, you chose this route instead, so be it.

To those who have messaged me in my absence, I can assure you that I
have healed the superficial damage done to my sons tree. I assure you
that any damage done to Indrani does not hurt Pandemonium, as my son now
must DESIRE to wake up before he will actually emerge from his nap. So,
those of you who were worried about his safety, have no fear. His tree
is repaired, and I am taking steps to add more protection to it as we
speak. Feel free to deal a healthy blow to Indrani though for her attack
again on my son's well-being, and I look forward to the continued
attacks from my order to pay her back for her recent deeds.

Fight well mortals,
Aegis, God of War

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Scarlatan, in the year 378 AF.