Sulraell tries glancing at the missive as he wipes away a single tear from his pale-green left eye ”T-the writing is outstanding, t-the layout is m-magnificent and a s-slight touch of c-creativity is sprinkled on top l-like cilantro on a bowl o-of p-pumpkin soup..” He pauses as his eyes start glowing with a certain rage ”A s-spoiled pumpkin soup, one f-filled with evil and hatred. A s-soup used to m-manipulate and oppress the true worthy citizens of o-our bastion of hope, Mali’thill...” he grunts as he spits at a Kha passing by ”T-the Sohaer s-should know t-that unlike h-his ‘pumpkin soup’ our city s-should be f-filled with f-fresh and high-quality ingredients like Mali’thill instead of g-garbage picked f-from the g-ground like Lessers...” Sully appears to calm down again as his fists unclench and his teeth stop gritting “R-recruiting more ’tin men’ w-will only bring our S-Sohaer more p-problems, and I w-will personally m-make sure of i-it...”