This is directed at them inconsiderate powermongin' plebs in the Occultists, who 'ave
no consideration fer the lungs o' the people of Achaea.

Would ye all be so kind as ta desist from leavin' those Gods-fersaken ve-hicules of yours in public places, such as the Ashtan gates, where youn'sters be startin' their time in the land, or Epicurus' 'Ouse.

Mebbe ye could all find some designated area fer ye smoke emittin' charred chariots, like the bottom o' Lake Balaton. Feel free ta ride them on down to the bottom, 'ang around fer a bit, check out the bed for the corpses of the innocents which ye've d
isposed of down there.

Praise t'the Gods!
Rip, the asphyxiated.
Penned by my hand on the 25th of Phaestian, in the year 186 AF.