Are you trying to make up for your complete mockery of the Land with
your recent talks about the Other? You have been a plague to Sapience
for as long as I can recall. It makes me sick that you are trying to
save your character with such shenanigans this late in the game. The
sooner we are rid of you, the better. Maybe make a nice little shrubbery
I can plant next to your cohort in crime, Dalamar. I would have a nice
garden in no time.

Xerimor

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Ero, in the year 288 AF.