You know, one would think the title of this post would say it all, but I
feel the need to enunciate.

You, Golden Fool, are the saddest excuse for a Divine I have ever heard
of, much less seen. Not ONLY is your ego bigger than Avechna Himself,
which leads me to think you are compensating for something, but you are
blind, as well. Your removing of my tongue for those few MINUTES, did
nothing. I am Ninjakari, a Scion of the Taint. Do you REALLY think the
removal of a body part or two will slow me down? If you fear truth so
much, perhaps you should hide your head under a rock for a few millenia,
and ponder your existance.

For know this. You are the mockery of the Basin, plain and simple. Your
Order Head is merely the first woman to hump your leg and grovel at your
feet. You are too afraid to plant shrines around the Basin, as you know
I will be the first to tear it down, and urinate on it. You are NOTHING
to my Lord Fain, but a fly, buzzing noisily around, to be swatted with
the flick of a wrist. Perhaps He allows you to stick around, the Court
Jester of the First Circle, merely as amusement. I am not privy to My
Lord's inner thoughts, but that is how I perceive you.

So, sit in your Fulcrux and gaze into your mirrors, to make yourself
feel better, Lord Eventru. Glance upon yourself, but keep a close eye on
those closest to you, as I plan on offering their whimpering corpses to
Lord Fain in small, bloody bits. Perhaps if your followers did not have
to fight those much smaller than they are, you would truly understand
honour. Until then, watch over your shoulders, Oh Golden Fool.

Sohei Shaddus Mes'ard. Scion of the Taint, Sanguine Reveller in the
Order of Lord Fain, Talon of Mother Illith

Penned by my hand on the 10th of Estar, in the year 205 CE.