Hail from my abysmal days,

I lie in wait, never knowing, always seeking. To understand what must be
done and what to do. Though I hear there voices, I can not see them, can
not know the truth for it is shrouded in a cloak of mystery. Despite the
misery caused by not knowing, I'd like to invite those who are
interested in joining the Revolutionaries of Chaos to contact me. I only
hope that I'll be "normal" when you do.

All I ask is for your dedication to learning about Lord Babel and
helping our cause where you can. These past few months have been
difficult for us, and we don't wish for them to get any harder. Many
have become like Greyface, sitting within his mountain of Bureaucracy,
his fourth tier of Chaos. To become like him, is a disrespect for Chaos.
He must fall, for Chaos to prosper. Only then, can all be well, can we
truly begin seeking the truth. Even if you don't wish to join us, learn
this lesson well.

Chaos is, Chaos was and Chaos shall be again. This is a well known fact
of life. Through Chaos all is possible, so embrace it. Be like the
Occultist who dedicates there life to Chaos, be like my brother whom was
given a new life through Chaos or be like the individualist who believes
in freedom for all.

Now I must leave you, and you must be glad. Who likes to hear the
rambling of an old man? I'll just leave you with one final thought
before I go. Try to remember that Chaos is not always evil. Chaos is not
always bad, or undesired. To see this, we don't have to look far into
our past. For a fleeting moment, Chaos blessed us with a creature of
such purity and grace. You may remember the unicorn that walked across
Sapience for a brief period of time before suffering due to our
inability to kill Prince Slith. We sentenced the foal to death, a true
shame.

Though where Chaos is concerned, no one can truly know what will happen.
It brought my brother back, it may even work to bring back what it
helped create. Through Chaos, all is possible, anything can happen. That
is the lesson of all this, what I'd like for you to take from it. If you
are still interested in our Revolution, and don't mind my rambling,
please to contact me.

Walk in Chaos,
Montago Vas'amaen-Ze'Dekiah
Prophet of Babel

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Mayan, in the year 430 AF.