There are times in the history of all races, that the actions of others who commit atrocities against fellow man, woman, and child.

Do not drive the Tyrant out. No, do not make him flee, make him suffer. Every day and night, make him suffer. Let the howls of the damned, the murdered, and the innocents he have slain be lain at his feet, and may he suffer.

[A small poem is now seen]

I once was a king, who sought to rule this world. I once was a friend, to all who wished to live in this humble existence. People change, intentions meaningless. Love is lost as power gained. This is my story, Rinaldo Montezzi- the murderous story of tyrant and fool.

I came to lower, seeking power. I came to Sanctuary, seeking prominence. I found them with a brutal sense. For now, lower is content with his tower.

I came to power, in blood and sorrow. I came to power, in blasted hope and ruthless ambition. I came to power, to make men suffer. I came to lower, to make you suffer. Shall men rebel- I shall slay. Blood is meaningless, loyalty obey. Forgotten reason, I am without soul. Forgotten conscious, let men suffer, for there suffering, is joy in my heart.

Do not drive the tyrant out, make him suffer.

Sugrin the Illustrious Bard.