To my biggest fans,

Having playful frolicked my way to another death, it struck me that I
should turn this into a game for all of you! It is quite apparent that I
am having the time of my (un)life right now and I only wish to further
spread the love, you know?

I'm sure you do.

So, what does this mean for the faithful fighting foes of freedom? A
challenge, of course. What kind of a challenge? A killing one, of
course!!

I leave it to you, brave and valiant warriors of Shallam, to bring me
back to the lowest circles of experience before this war reaches its
twilight. If you do, I will purchase each one of you a wonderful gift as
a token of my undeniable good will towards murder.

However, should you fail, I will purchase myself a wonderful gift in the
form of a shirt that says "Can't touch this" on the front and "Shallam
is soft and squishy" with a picture of a little baby seal on it, because
they too are soft and squishy.


I owe you hugs,

Thaddeus, the LONG

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Daedalan, in the year 463 AF.