Any humility or deference that I may reserve for Lord Orthwein

and his companion gods is certainly not allotted to you.

Your presence in Avalon continues to be a stain that will

never come off. I pray nightly that you will be consigned

to the underworld for all time, or, failing that, you will

simply GO TO HELL.

Written by my hand on the 6th of Eleuthral, in the year 969.