Dear Tyrant of Red Fog,

Patience is a virtue. Perhaps you should acquire some. The leadership of Eleusis will never succumb to Mhaldor's irrational proposals. Neither I nor Eleusis cares about your self-proclaimed integrity, and my wretched existence is something you have no knowledge of.

My 'throne of lies' as you call it is something that a tyrant would never understand. I represent more than my own ideas and thoughts but those of the entirety of Eleusis. That maybe why I am called the Speaker of Eleusis and not the Tyrant.

Even if I were able to unenemy all the citizens of Mhaldor from the forests, I would not. Your citizens are enemied for their own actions against Nature. This is something called consequences, perhaps you are familiar with such a thing? They will just have to suffer the justice the forests dish out to them.

The Village of Eleusis will continue to aid Nature and Her healing from your onsloughts. We will make your great efforts look like mere memories. Nature will prevail, Nature will come back. You may spend days exterminating the forest, only to see it repaired just as quickly.

Your threats do not scare us.

Speaker Kondar Whispervale

Penned by my hand on the 10th of Phaestian, in the year 743 AF.