The Earth is pure. It will be purged of the weakness of Nature wherever greenery dares to sully it. We will tolerate neither damage to nor limitation of the monoliths. I say it again: The Earth is pure, and yours is the corruption.

Your terms are rejected. May we never know peace.

I am,
Alela Thousand-Eyed
Commander of the Black Keep

Penned by my hand on Quensday, the 16th of Midsummer, in the year 499 MA.