I address this post to you, Argwin Meraki, but my words go to every Eleusian who thinks like you.

I speak on behalf of the Archonate of Ashtan, and most likely the vast majority of Ashtan's citizenry, when I say that we do not want your vines. We do not care about their healing properties. We do not care for their visual appeal, though that is a subjective boon on your part to select.

We do not want them in our city. We do not want them in our bog. We do not want them in our allied town. We think they are ugly, and the chaos hounds like to chew on them until they spew.

As for their powers of eavesdropping and teleportation, we do not actually care much about that. Eleusis has never once demonstrated the ambition to make use of said powerful abilities in any meaningful way. This is for the best; stick to your Duanathars and love poems.

The letters are silly, in this I agree with you. There is nothing sinister about the vines beyond the fact that Eleusis uses them as a way to lay claim to areas they have no business being in.

Fire is useful to the natural world. Fire cleanses the detrius of old growth and makes room for the new. Your vines do more than extinguish flames: they extinguish the possibility of nascent life, indiscriminately. Perhaps you do not understand the cycles as much as you think you do. I, for one, encourage the continuation of smothering the attempts of the earth to cleanse itself of rot.

You do my work for me.

In service to ruin,
Eoka Nithilar-Tarxun, Voice of the Apocalypse

Penned by my hand on the 13th of Daedalan, in the year 947 AF.