Dunccanto Orinoko, the Renegade Womble

So the disfavour and zapping I sufferd at the hands of some deities for using stockrooms for fighting was unjust yes?

You and ender just gave me free hand to use them against you again. No more flight 100 for you ... sweetie.

Written by my hand on the 6th of Midsummer, in the year 1104.