You obviously have not been aware of my dastardly fiendish plots to
destroy the ashtan economy by, amongst other things, killing all the
rats in ashtan, tying the Executioners hood by a string to his belt,
making the dude who always loses his umbrella an umbrella stand,
performing genocide on ducks so that the chef loses his neck and
epicurus never gets that recipe again *muhaha* and performing some mind
commanding stuffs to make Epicurus forever forget about that island with
the hookahs.

You ashtanites better do these things as much as you can, for when my
plots ripen, your gold supply will dry up dramatically *gibbers
insanely*

Ginu Thudbutt, relative of the great Thakren and damn sexiest troll monk
thats ever been born!


Penned by my hand on the 8th of Ero, in the year 290 AF.