You may tell me whatever thou wish, however many times thou wish it, but I'll not listen.

I have killed thee hundreds of times with very few deaths, and to tell the truth, it's quite boring. I will probably ship thee a few times whenever I see thee on. Even with thy huggy friends the Animists and disregard for thy own well-being, thou wi

ll stay under divine protection eventually, as usual.

Lord Arthor

Written by my hand on the 4th of Mournsend, in the year 1050.