As you know, my territory begins at Angel's Road and extends to Thraben.Ĭan you hear me laughing all the way from Trostad? Your territory does not begin at Angel's Road, but I can't be bothered to prove you wrong. While I have no interest in your "devious plans," I must insist you inform me of your intentions if you plan to pass through my territory. Therefore, I will no longer send my elite troops to the field of battle. I have decided that your lack of adherence to the Rules of NecroWarfare have utterly ruined our game. It probably melted in the fire.Īs always, you lack the brains of an infant. You can't even make a skaab walk without giving it 17 different body parts.
You're just mad because you have to run back and sew more while I can just whistle them up from the grave. And do not come into my laboratory again! My skaabs have teeth marks all over their legs from your draggy little meat sacks. Do not flank me! Do not sneak up behind me! You can't raise ghouls mid-battle! You must send your army to meet me in the valley.
I fear that my power-weak as it is compared to hers-is the only cord that binds our faith together. Until that time, I must not leave Thraben. Pray for Avacyn's return with all your heart. The incessant accounts of ghoul migrations, blood slayings, and werewolf attacks have caused me many sleepless nights. The weakening of the protective wards is grave indeed. I do not wish to trouble you with the state of affairs here in Thraben. The loss of our family's ancestral manor is saddening, but the fact that it was caused by our own kin is disgraceful. The news of the fire was most unfortunate.
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