In light of the severity of your plight, I give my solemn word that if I should be tempted to bring my markedly superior skills into play against you I will wait a lengthy five minutes for you to situate yourself outside of the bulletin board.

Perhaps if you put up enough of a struggle I'll not turn my blade against any fool who congratulates my deed.

While I can't speak for the illustrious Leaders of Weakness, I doubt they'll give you any such consideration.

Esprii, of Darkness.

Written by my hand on the 14th of Midwinter, in the year 1195.