My dear Jaksim,

Remember when I left Cyrene and you chose to gossip to people in Cyrene about me. Remember when I killed you outside your City and you cried crocodile tears about why someone would hurt a feeble tailor.

Your most recent post is an example of why.

If you choose the life of a simple, feeble, working man.

Then do so.

Because let me assure you, I am no combatant, but I am glad to show you how much better one I am than you. Those who speak so brazenly, do often have to answer for their words. I know I have done so plenty of times to the likes of far greater combatants than myself, the difference between me and you, is you do not have the people who give a damn about you enough to defend you when you fall.

Consider this my acceptance of the bounty for slander and misinformation, be careful where you tread, lest you will find your sewing needles jammed under your fingernails.

Sincerely,

Gurklukke

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Glacian, in the year 866 AF.