Written by: Duchess Irawn D'baen, The Sanguine Caliph
Date: Thursday, September 23rd, 2004
Addressed to: Purifying Flame, LightMaster Daskalos, Rage of the Flame
I do understand that you are going through a bit of an inferiority
complex. In any case, I would like to spell out the obvious for you as
it appears you lack the intelligence to assemble it on your own. You,
Daskalos, are a maggot. You are shallow and without purpose aside from
attempting to bear arms. It amuses me and my associate greatly that
after starting your antics with us and getting your ass royally handed
to you so many times that your heads line Nirvana and most major cities
and landmarks that you resort to even lower standards by attacking those
with no combat prowess. As a former Duke now turned Duchess, I beg...
grow some balls. Mine may have been stolen in a Hematurgy ritual but
there is no reason for an honest man like you to allow your manhood to
atrophy. Truly, it does not befit you.
- Irawn
Penned by my hand on the 12th of Khepary, in the year 139 MA.
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