Take a chill pill babe.

Inshallahto Orthwein, the god of fate

I strongly urge you to remove your nose from business that doesn't concern you. The gift of divinity is one you should use more wisely. The divine are entitled to judge others for themselves. As you do me. I'm better, you're worse.

Let's not forget what happened the last time I gave a damn what you thought ---- hell froze over.

Written by my hand on the 17th of Mournsend, in the year 1083.