Written by: Vasilus d'Arai
Date: Monday, May 1st, 2006
Addressed to: The Nefarious Horror, Artdox, Dealer of Death
First off, I figure I'd better mention now: I, and many of Sapience, bow
down to no mortal.
Second, I want to ask you something...where do you get your delusions of
grandeur? There is nothing about you that inspires fear in anyone with
more knowledge than Slavers Isle. The posts I've read this month, upon
entering the realms, make me laugh at you. Is that your intent? Seeking
to be the jester of Sapience, dancing and making a fool of yourself for
all to see? If so, you've succeeded, I'm sure of it. Please, you scare
no one. You are a joke, if you seek to be "Emperor" and I'll laugh when
the very city I've noticed you've been in all month throws you out on
your rear for your grandiose claims to leadership.
Now, please stop cluttering the newsboards. I like to see intelligence
up here, not comedy, it's why I stopped posting.
Vasilus
Penned by my hand on the 24th of Severin, in the year 186 MA.
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