Daqsool. I wandered into your putrid village this month intendting to
kill some of your kind, which I managed to do. But then I got to
thinking, killing vertani, while all well and good, there must be
something more I can do to add insult to your kind, so I began thinking
of ways to desicrate the corpses of your dead.

Small ideas came to my, but nothing with much impact. And then I
thought, what about the people in Bopalopia. Yes. So I traveled there
and sought out the Ramma Lamma and bestowed upon him the gift of a
vertani corpse.

Fortunatly for me, he was rather high at the time and thought it was the
golden Hookah, to which he prompty whipped out a spare hose and tried
inserting it into the various holes left in the corpse after it had been
killed, without much success. He then got to thinking that it must not
have been lit, so he began stuffing the corpse with some dried tinder
and such, and with the flick of a match, the corpse went up in a roaring
blaze. Oh it was glorious to watch that corpse burn.

Dear Daqsool, I sincearly hope you enjoyed reading about it as much as I
enjoyed watching it.

Leave our plane!

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Lupar, in the year 443 AF.