page_0: "Those I trust report that the Vizier has taken to displaying a piece of an Ethereal Crystal in that self-aggrandising exhibit of his. It is not enough to fill the valley with his ores, he must claim the work of my own tradition as a product of his vile, polluting industry. Were that my dearest did not languish in his grim abode...
   Offense upon offense; they must be repaid. Yet there is no prohibition on revenge against whoever betrayed this piece of our heritage to him. That will have to suffice, once we uncover them... at least until she returns to me.
Each day I wish to obliterate that macabre trophy of his, that Skull. Its glare alone would warrant it, his transgressions merely confer the justification. I would deign to task a saboteur with destroying The Iron Facade, ancient though its magic is, just so I could shatter his heirloom with just cause. But the boy... he does not yet deserve the penalty. We will see how the Vizier poisons him upon his return."