Word from Boyar Bakir

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My dear folk of Boar’s Back,
Can we all agree that there is no uglier thing than desertion? Betraying your master who shed his own blood for you? Simply horrid.
Be warned, then. Two traitors roam these parts. They no longer valued my friendship, so I saw fit to turn them into something that can feed itself – on you, unfortunately.
Better watch out, eh?
Your ever-benevolent,
Boyar Bakir