I have long held no name of my own. I have nothing but spite and malice for the family that raised me, those I left behind as nothing but bones in Dun Valley.

In remembrance of a brother lost, a brother not of blood but of kindred spirit, I claim this one now. Let any who object seek me out and die screaming.

Ever His,

Whirran Mulariad Arcan-Tetzauh

Viceroy

Penned by my hand on Quensday, the 16th of Celes, in the year 5 AC.