Finally I have discovered how to make this vile, warm encasement
communicate to all, including my beloved Lord Sartan. Hail Master! See
what I bring thee!

It is with great relish that on the 15th of Miramar I shall dispose of
this feeble fleshling in Your name, that I may step up once again and be
forever Your humble servant. Dear Lord, I beg that You see me on that
day and take me, the Demon Guhg'len, back into Your great and terrible
service.

As for the rest of you nasty, slimy pliant little stinkworms, those
assisting me in reaching the Shrine of Evil will be greatly rewarded
when my Master has given me back the power I once had...and those
opposing my goal of destroying the creature that laid its filthy hands
upon my Lord will be scoured from the land so thoroughly it is as though
they never existed.

It is true that in this form I may do little, but I can destroy this
repulsive bag of organs and be received into the service of my Master
once more. The life force of the creature is growing weaker, I drain it
greatly. The life force will be almost gone by the 15th of Miraman and
there will be time enough to destroy the husk and be received back in my
Master's favour.

May you all be steeped in eternal damnation...

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Miraman, in the year 285 AF.