I defy you Pentharian the Destroyer!

Though you may destroy my Master's Temple, cull my Order with blades of blue fire, and move me onto Belladonna's lunch list, I still retain my integrity.
My soul is safe, relatively speaking, in the hands of my Master, and my memories cannot be quashed. The time has come for all Achaea to learn of your injustices to my Master and His servants.
Though you may send me throughout all Achaea, and thy minions may hunt me down and slaughter me, you cannot break my faith in my Master.
Those who are secure in their power, do not need to demonstrate it.
Not all can be so easily cowed by blue fire and Divine words, for if a mortal can be struck down *merely* through his religious leanings, then unrighteousness and injustice prevails.
If my Master finds me valuable, I trust in His Divine power, no matter what.

To the ends of eternity, through all time and space, I am eternally my Master's disciple.
For Evil!

Guiliaume Kharak,
Sartan's loyal follower.

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Aeguary, in the year 271 AF.