Greetings Milenkos, and those of The Dark Carnival. Welcome to hell.

It seems your fearless leader, Maliquai, has ordered that both me and my
ward Khaiterra be killed on sight by any member of your respective
clans.
In an act that can only be called self defense, I have decided to
actively hunt every member of both clans, with a few exceptions, until
the order has been withdrawn. That means if you are a Milenko or in The
Dark Carnival and I see you, you're dead. Period.
Because I'm not completely ruthless, (always one of my flaws, I've felt)
I will give you all a second option. Send me a tell or a message begging
for redemption, and I may well spare your worthless lives. For the
individuals that do not take this offer, may Varian have mercy on your
souls, for I will not.
If you are looking to lay blame for this sensless slaughter, look to
Maliquai. All he has to do is say the word, and the killing will cease.
Until then, I look forward to seeing each and every one of you burn in
the pit.

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Haernos, in the year 117 MA.