Rezzo, your words do not shed favourable light upon you. There
is no compassion in your voice, only cold malice.

What you suggest is akin to shackling a man, and refusing
to listen as his mouth protests, instead demanding to hear
words from his hands.

We are of the Tsol'aa village, we are Tsol'aa men and women.

Penned by my hand on the 12th of Ero, in the year 231 AF.