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To Whom It May Concern,

How I love these games that we play.

I can only assume that if you are reading this letter, you have somehow, through
miracle or divine intervention, managed to vanquish me. Preposterous, I know, but
stranger things have happened in the history of this world.

As with all things in life, there is a glorious silver lining of tragedy, chaos, and evil to
this sorrowful tale. While you have slain me, you have done so in such a slow and
disorderly fashion that I have had time to write this letter AFTER I destroyed your
only hope of acquiring any valuable equipment. The crushed purple crystal powder
is all that's left of the maelstrom crystals I created disenchanting your precious
phat loot.

Enjoy the multiple Belts of the Blackhand and Protector tokens that you may find in
my treasure trove. Believe me when I tell you this: I take great pleasure in knowing
that I did what my father could not...

Sincerely,

Lord Victor Nefarius

"Nefarian"