Behold, Sapience, an alliance of weakness. Self-professed warriors of Targossas and Eleusis cleave unto each other, and achieve nothing but to weigh themselves down. Adding weakness to weakness brings only greater weakness.

What would the Bloodsworn Divine say if They saw you now, Targossas, holding hands with those who would court Chaos to oppose you? What would Ladies Gaia and Artemis tell you, Eleusis, if They saw you working with those who would put iron and stone where Nature is now?

Unlike you and your dithering unfaithfulness, Mhaldor knows where to find strength: in Evil and absolute loyalty to our God, the Lord Malevolent.

I know what He would say of weakness such as yours:

"The masses have no right to the earth, they lose it in their ignorance and frivolity, thus the strong will rule the weak, and the weak will serve beneath the whip."
(The Index Iniquitous, chapter five, verse seven.)

Signed,
the Tyrannus Ysela Nithilar, Dread Ecclesiarch

Penned by my hand on the 12th of Glacian, in the year 820 AF.