The Ireem Chronicles

Sycophants and hypocrites of Ireem... Oath-breaking knights; licentious citizens, lascivious Bedu, corruption is upon you, Hear this voice of the undead...

As you are, we once were... As we are now, YOU will be... It is the ONLY inevitability

isn't it so true that the false, feckless, humans pretend horror at our kind yet wish to take my sisters for their mates?

We may be corpse on the outside YOU are all corrupt, corrupt through to your lust blackened souls

Some think they might be saved, I doubt if any of you have sufficient quality to face the rigours of eternity.

How many knights have you seen continously break their vows of chastity? Lusting after the women of ireem... Selling the people they are sworn to protect like common cattle... Oath breakers all

Doing this, and all the time lying about the honourable character of the undead

They have no shame, cavorting in open sight with their doxies, and humans pander to these latrine-canned oafs like the bleeting sheep which the bedu take to their beds for gratification.

They,and you, pewl about honour while you desport your corruption for all to see.

And, after all this, one day... You will ALL die... beg to be accepted by us

Well !!! My kin and I would not sully the halls of eternity by such chattel as YOU.

RELEASE MY SISTER OR SUFFER FOREVER

PS, You can all kiss my filty, festering rump...

Yours fartingly

The undead Jester.