All this talk of pledging and shrines and "rising" is merely another rock unturned in the grand Earthen conspiracy that is threatening Sapience. It began centuries ago with the Orbs of Confinement, was perpetuated recently by the fat head of Spryg, and is now being thrust upon all of you with these horrible shrines of mud and dirt. The only rising any of you should be doing is cutting yourselves free of your earthly tethers.

There is no greater service than service to the elements, and there is no greater element than that of Air. See how long you can go without it.

Cast aside your Divine attachments (except for those to the Skylord, who is of course, an exception given His embrace of the majesty of Air, and maybe the Earthmother since She has sometiems made very enjoyable mountains to fly circles around) and embrace that which makes you what you are: the elements. Except Earth, Water and Fire. Don't embrace those. Except Earth. And especially not Fire.

The Western Wind welcomes those with minds strong enough to see past the deception. Join the Coterie of Clouds today by supplying the appropriate paperwork in triplicate at the Elemental Embassy upon Mannamot.

[Scribe's note: some liberties were taken with the wording of this post as the author is apparently illiterate.]
Penned by my hand on the 11th of Chronos, in the year 897 AF.