Dearest leader of the followers of Glumki Thorneye and Lhiannan
Shee-Slaugh,

Your ability to grasp the teachings of Night continue to impress me.
Even in my own commune we have not learned to follow the Slaugh and
spread vile words and lies as well as you.

I was unaware of any whining or crying on my part. I wrote only praises
for you, and your attachment to the King of the Redhats. And in response
you spew cancerous lies about the precious Ethereal realm.

Yes, Magnagorans have been seen slaying the Fae you protect so well, and
your desire for to own all of the Ethereal realm, much like Lady
Lhiannan is very becoming a student of your nature. However do your
following of these ideals you attack the people who want nothing but
peace.

You further go on to insult myself and my wife by implying I somehow
sleep with other people, very relevant to the praises given to you. But
it is that irrelevancy which shows you are learning from Glomdoring with
great haste.

My disdain for intelligence should be well known by now, only Wisdom is
of any use in the world. And only a fool looks to make enemies where
enemies are not wanted.

Continue your studies, you are making Mother Night proud,

Daganev Treeripper, the Merciless

Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Vestian, in the year 118 CE.