"Does a single soul truly care?" A flaxen-haired elf uttered aloud upon reading the memo. "Allow the 'Aheral the sorry end they so seek and rid Almaris of your 'thill taint."
"Thoughtless dimwits, the whole lot of you."
A certain elf altogether similar in appearance to that of the missive gawked upon it's condemning clause on the roadside.
"Hmm... I've seen that face before."