Ironic you would wish to be visited by the disfavour of your patron for your

\"actions\". Clearly you were accepted into that Order having established a record

of cowardice, pettiness, stupidity and dishonour.

Asking your patron to disfavour you for being what you have been, which apparently

gained you entry into such order, is the type of empty threat a coward like you

would call upon herself.

You, boy, do not challenge me because you would die -- or at best - flight around

like a thakrian whore servicing the stockrooms dwellers of thakria.

Enjoy the sword you and threap took from me today - twas my folly to not have it

runed. It will be replaced 10 fold, with thakrian blades.

You will learn, stockboy, that real honour induces both respect and fear, not just

mere annoyance as your notions of honour seem to achieve.

Written by my hand on the 11th of Ilmarael, in the year 1127.