Letter to Lord Bhaliir



  • Your protectorate posters mean nothing.

    The faithful of Clar Banda are here within Old Town, and the only way you will get rid of us is to kill us.

    If you were up to the challenge you would have done so already.

    You are a wretched turd of a man Bhaliir, who thinks everyone can simply be bought, or absorbed into your own plan of controlling a place that does not wish to be controlled.

    If you wish to challenge me to combat you know where to find me.

    Vorigan the disgraced drunkard