You profane the Gods by elevating a mere tool to Their ranks, rellyw. The lirathyar in your custody is nothing than an instrument of Creation -- one that wastes the power of magic is it flails haplessly within the planar spiral. Life deserves better than the menial preservation you can offer. That is why allowing your kind to possess knowledge is a crime. You have no concept of its worth.

Such impiety will no longer be permitted.

Under the rule of the Theocracy, the godless heretics and false prophets will be scoured from the land, the Ankyrean Order will wield science and magic with the responsibility and privilege they command, and the Divine Purpose will be restored to guide mortalkind once more. All will know their place in service to the Gods without the ambiguities of free will to lead them astray and the rellyw will appreciate the fulfillment of knowing what they are: animals fit only to obey their betters.

Ever Downwards.


Penned by my hand on Gosday, the 21st of Dharos, in the year 9 AC.