A foggy topic indeed.

Atheniato Khursun, Artemis Storm

Who is this mysterious fog that is stalking and continuously slaying you? Surely you are not referring to me, as I don't have a kill on you as confirmed by a God. And surely you are not complaining about Malovas (because it sure sounded like complaining) who is a whole 22 % smaller then you?

Are you sure that you have just not been spending too much time alone, eating and swallowing droppings of your fellow city and guild mates?


Written by my hand on the 25th of Eleuthral, in the year 1285.