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I Will Come For You and Kill You.
TO: Gaeriit Koabeaen
FROM: Blaede Wyldracon

Be prepared for my coming. There are scars upon my body from the whips and fires used by you and your cowardly men to keep the slaves in line. It took more pain than you can imagine to cover those scars with tattoos. Pain which shall be inflicted upon you thricefold. I am now free and I will seek you out until you are dead. Nothing in this world will be able to save you from me, for I am a follower of Delcrorr, and he shall guide me to you. The god of war and chaos shall show me the path.  Remember though that the longer it takes the more skilled and in tune I become with the powers Delcrorr has granted me. I promise you that your death will not come with the honour of battle and no priest will give you last rites. I will cut your face from your head so not even your family, in the realm of death, will recognize you. You shall never be able to take your place among them in the halls of the dead. I shall sever your head, with all of the skin ripped off, and carry it with me to the place of Decrorr's power: the Twenty Three Towers. I shall leave the rest of you for the scavenger birds to eat and tear away at.

Written in my blood to show the oath has been made,
Blaede Wyldracon,
loyal servant of Delcrorr

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