Serpent Traitor,

You can call a man weak for living as he pleases, but what do you
Dawnstriders have to boast of?

Your warriors are weak and soft. Your spies are incompetent. Your
thieves are hated by your own city. You call yourselves "Champions"
rather than joining the ranks of the true Assassins. You are ignorant of
your own history and traitors to your own bloodline, and you are and
will always be tainted by the very forces you struggle against.

Chaos is something you cannot escape. You might as well embrace it.

Terra Diaboli

(By the way, I am quite comfortable living as I do. Thank you.)

Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Phaestian, in the year 526 AF.