When we agreed upon a duel over this forum, we did not say when. At the
time of this writing, and of yours, it is day. I have other duties to
attend to as we all have, and will not be here at nightfall. I said I
would duel you next month. Rather than agree to wait a single aetolian
month, you run straight back into the news room.

Your goal is obvious- the moral of your city is in the gutter, and you
are grasping at any straws you can to insult me. As typical of your
kind, impatient and always taking the easiest route available, the
straws were burned. If anyone in Enorian actually believes your deaf
garbage as representative of the situation, then they are blind. You
might as well be mute.

Strung Iscariot.

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Midsummer, in the year 172 MA.