You find me guilty? You give advice to the divine?

I look into heart and find nothing by insincerity and pretense. You have
my disfavour until I am satisfied you have learned that it is not wise
to lecture the divine, no matter how you attempt to dress your diatribe
with hollow blandishments.


Penned by My hand on the 20th of Urlachmar, in the year 168 CE.