Greetings, Brother

I do not have the wind of My Brothers and Sisters, so I will keep this
short.

It seems that while You sleep, Your children have gained imperial
ambitions. They have sought to expand their territory into realms that
clearly belong to Me, not only once, but twice. They grow unruly without
their God, My slumbering Brother. You should awaken soon and take them
to task, lest they anger Someone with less patience and understanding
than I.

In order to curb their ambitions before they overwhelm them, dear
Twilight, I have ordered every shrine of Darkness that lies outside of a
landwalker city destroyed. With a few exceptions, this has been
accomplished.

Once again, Your children must tend to their holdings well within their
own domain. See to it that they stay there, lest I grow interested in a
punitive invasion the Realm of Shadows itself. Afterall, the Shrine of
the Sea that currently decorates the Darkenwood would look magnificent
at the centre of the glorious Temple of Darkness.

Do wake up, Brother,

Neraeos Fylakas, the Vigilant
God of the Eternal Sea

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Miraman, in the year 416 AF.