You. Are. Vile.

That you are still allowed to practice the arts that Nature gifted you
is a disgusting abomination and misuse of said gift. That you summon the
spirit of the Wyvern and use it to destroy the spirits that -allow- you
to summon it is so utterly reprehensible that you are not fit to walk
this world and call yourself a Sapient.

The Council of Duiran hereby declares your actions as heinous crimes
against the wilderness, and you will be an enemy of the wilderness until
the day you cease to breathe in this realm. May the forests rise up and
slaughter you until you no longer mock the Sentinel class with your
continued existance.

Sapience, remember, the fruits of the wilderness are enjoyed by
everyone, from the harvestable herbs to the beauty of the Aalen redwoods
to the glow of the irid moss off the cavern walls of Bloodloch. Those
who wantonly destroy these gifts should be persecuted, not just on
behalf of the Duiran, but on behalf of everyone who has eaten myrrh
before learning a lesson.

Tread lightly in the wilderness, lest it rise up against you.

On behalf of the Council of Duiran,
Rosalind Ai'lyne
Benandanti

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Lleian, in the year 123 MA.