Greetings, Corten.

Hordes of undead, hordes of demons, the Vampire Lord, the leader of the
Undead, his son the Prince, giant balls of fire, all of Mhaldor's
forces, all of Ashtan's forces, both of those forces combined, undead
animals, statues of Lord Sartan... all of those and many more have
before plagued the city.

But by all the planes of existence and all the Gods, now the city has to
contend with Miagorme's wrath! Those things in the past pale in
comparison, whatever shall poor little Shallam do!

Good work, Anointed, for showing this Corten for what he truly is. He
has too long hidden under the cloak of ally to benefit from our city's
blessings and aide.

Latus Sioraiocht

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Sarapin, in the year 453 AF.