To Katia,

It makes me sad that you must go, but if so, so be it. Sapience will not
be the same without you. Undoubtedly the Serpentlords will go on, and we
will see if they remain great. I doubt this. Your message has been taken
to heart, however. If I have need of you, I will call.

Sleep well,
Celania

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To those that drove Katia from these realms,

The last thought that runs through your utterly despicable, scheming
minds will be one of utter torment.

This is my promise,
Celania

Penned by my hand on the 19th of Sarapin, in the year 413 AF.