"T'is a shame. . . The followers of Xan seem ever eager to lose all they have at the hands of bad manners. Such great burdens cannot overshadow the simplicities of life. . . For how can you expect a man to die for your cause if you'd not even pretend to stand beside him." croaked an ancient figure high atop the throne of the world, letting out a long sigh and a faint shaking of his head as he sat idle, watching onward as he toiled away at various projects of ingenuity, all the while chuffing on the harshest Aegis skunk he could conjure from the depths of his voidal pockets.