I find it amazing that I can spend so much time aiding Mercinae in combat yet Foxedup and India chose to
interfere in my affairs and even jump me while i'm fighting their thakrian enemies. Now all of Mercinae will pay
the price for their foolishness. The city of Light will be plunged into a darkness of their own making and
the river Leith shall run thick with Mercinaen blood.
Written by my hand on the 3rd of Springflower, in the year 1180.