Woah woah woah. Who ran around with 5 people and called themselves good?
Wasn't it not even last year you and like 5 other mace fondlers jumper
my son conner and myself inside his house? How did that turn out? Wait
nevermind, I believe I remember now. We killed you guys while all you
were doing was resurrecting each other.. and dying again. Until one of
you grew a brain or a half and said.. "Hey let's stop doing this were
dying here!". Or when it was Xarian, Artdox, and myself verses you,
Macian, Resiak, and whoever else in mog.. Remember that one? Was one of
our last meets. We killed you guys, Resiak ran back to your pathetic
city and broke your poor sanctuary laws (how easily we forget what
caused Enorian to crumble in the first place). That happened not once...
but twice if I remember correctly. Oh and I cannot forget the first time
I tolled your city and you tried to stop us.. You killed your self..
why? I have no idea, but I could only ponder one reason, because you
knew you were destined to die anyways, so why not save us the hassle?
The reason I am not at SSI, is because I rather sit by the gates of
E-Town and charge your citizens to enter instead. Much more fun
tormenting you guys then playing suck-a-neck.

As for you Hathorn or whatever your name was. I understand you are young
and you need to impress your higher ranked guildmates. Committing
suicide however is not a good way going about it. So let me give you
some good advice here... Grow a little older, bug some of your
guildmates for credits and arties, then come back a few years later. If
your not too busy playing hide-the-mace by then. Keep your nose out of
grown folks' business, and pass novicehood. Though I do respect you
arguing against someone who is like 12749463% your might, grow a littler
stronger before acting like your somebody.

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Severin, in the year 186 MA.