[!] A blazing leaflet scribed in red-hot texts emerges upon the bridge to the Mother Grove, protected by a deathly aura.   MU MINDOK - REYTH JUL   For too long have your kind ruined what belongs to us and our kith, brethren who we call friend, who you call foe. For too long have your kind destroyed our idols, our totems, altars, and monuments. For too long have you served beneath divine aspect, otherworldly things most foul -- interlopers to our world. It is tod