Edgtho,

I grow tired of your lies, constantly you gloat to your citizens how you beat me down repeatedly, how you send me on the ship. How you have only lost to me a hand full of times.

I challenge you to a duel. A duel for gems, my Nightwing for your Moonstone. First to kill the other to ghost 5 times in the underworld will be the victor.

Back up your lies now little sprite of light. For my Darkness will shadow you until the end of time either by me winning this duel or you not accepting, you will be shown for the sniveling worm you are.

Threap,

Prince of Thakria,

King of the Battlefield,

The Shadow NO light will ever breach

Written by my hand on the 10th of Ilmarael, in the year 1110.