You old, irrelevant hag. Such unluck that from time to time you still choose to grace Sapience with your presence and your thoughts. "No one wants to hear what you think." Perhaps if you had speck of self awareness, you might be able to extract some value from your projection.

See you soon,
Aziz Visindi

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Chronos, in the year 947 AF.