Since it seems we have abandoned civility, guttersnipe, allow me to
correct the ocean of falsehood that spews from your blasphemous lips.

It was, indeed, not Terra who first defiled between our Orders. Artanis,
on the orders of Thoth Himself, was witnessed defiling in Ashtan and,
holy writ fulfilled, fell at the hands of Terra. Even then, the Lord of
Conclusions was merciful and did not retaliate. I must say, the
gratitude of the Qui'anar at such benevolence is rather underwhelming.

As for the pitiful attempts to mimic the efforts of Twilight and His
ilk, they are as feeble as your wit. The ideals of Ashtan are most
pleasing in Lord Babel's sight, as the citizens here well know. The
primal Chaos God holds freedom and Ashtan in the highest of regards and
all of His followers have the utmost respect for the laws and Archons of
the city. Something I fear you and yours have yet to learn. Your state
of being ill-informed seems a sadly incessant condition. Perhaps when
you are on your knees before the Lord of Unknowable Mysteries you can
beg Him for enlightenment as well as absolution.

Let me make something crystal clear, that even your forked tongue cannot
twist or deny: Sarapis created Lord Babel as a god of Chaos. No other
god in existence can make that claim. Rail against that knowledge as you
will, it cannot change the indisputable fact of His dominion over Chaos.
Nothing can.

As for your demands, slave, scuttle back to your hole and wallow in the
puerile imaginings of souls damned to servitude beneath one ill-named
the Endbringer. To think that you, or any of the Qui'anar, can speak of
Chaos is the grossest hubris. I have wrought arts of such magnitude and
glory in the name of Chaos that the world itself trembled. I have yet to
see any of your brood command so much as a disgruntled shade. Do not,
ever, think to speak on a subject of which you are so terribly ignorant.
Chaos is beyond so petty a thing as death.

Yet, even now, the gracious Lord is willing to extend His forgiveness to
you in your foolishness. You've merely to meet our most reasonable terms
and your shrines will cease crumbling into nothing.

Of the Order of Chaos,

~Imyrr Rousseau

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Sarapin, in the year 499 AF.