Hail, Sultan.

You are correct in your first sentence, Evil waxes strong across
Sapience. The delusional nature of the rest of your missive is cause for
great amusement. Has your city been so crushed that your mind is
collapsing as well?

"What is called evil is simply the drive for advancement, for greatness.
We seek, through discipline and pain, to spur the advancement of nothing
less than sentient life."

A mortal wading through filth and foulness must cleanse his surroundings
before rising above degradation. This realm must be cleansed of that
which pollutes its inhabitants before mortals can rise to true glory.

What so afflicts Sapience? You must look within your city, to the canker
that corrodes you from within. The Church sickens Shallam, endangering
Sapience. Their valour and compassion have infected your city, and
Shallam is beyond redemption. You must be destroyed, along with the
source of your illness, lest you further debilitate the realm.

I invite you and your city to consider: your icons and shrines were
crushed into splinters before Lord Shaitan returned His full attention
to Sapience. With the baleful gaze of both Oppression and Suffering upon
the armies of Evil, your feckless city will be brutalized beyond mortal
imagining.

In service,
Father Wulfen
Tyrannus of Mhaldor

Penned by my hand on the 8th of Phaestian, in the year 425 AF.