My Dear Meddling Lord,

You obviously have your head stuck so far up in the clouds that you may
not have noticed that Glomdoring Forest is My forest, remade by Me, and
which embraces Me. It is My home and you have no claim and are an
intruder. Raezon has respectfully withdrawn from Glomdoring. Even Fain,
whom I had thought would be the one to show treachery, proves Himself
more honorable than you. I always knew you to be arrogant and
condescending, but this intellectual self-righteousness is insufferable!
My vision is true and beautiful, as is Glomdoring! Your shrine has been
destroyed, and I spit at your 'consequences'. Let it be war!

Viravain, Mistress of the Webs

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Tzarin, in the year 116 CE.