Cain,

I am unsure as to what your quarrel with me could possibly be, but I'm
pretty positive that my horse, Pegasus, and golem did nothing to you or
your pet female. The fact that you would kill them to prove whatever
obscure point you were trying to make smacks of cowardice, pettiness,
and a rationale that defies all known forms of logic. I thought you were
a leader of sorts in your community, but now I'm sure that cannot be
true, for I know Mhaldor is a place that prizes honor and courage right
along with those seven truths. Likely, they all sit around and laugh at
you. Being apparently fearful of a Siren that's never managed to kill
anyone, you decided to take on a draft horse instead. I'll tell you
what. Since my Pegasus and horse were irreplaceable gifts from loved
ones, if you will instead deposit the sum of 100,000 gold into the
Sylvans' account, as well as offering the sum of 10k in essence to Lady
Pandora, I will sit quietly and try not to scratch, bite, or groinkick
you while you confront me directly with whatever it is you're upset
about. There, you see? I'm not so scary after all.

And do keep your female in line. It's clear from her actions that she
requires correction as well. Take advice from the words of your Lord and
have her remain in a kitchen baking pies for you, since clearly she's
not yet learned to live in the world of rationality like normal women.

Oenone Atreide

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Ero, in the year 389 AF.