Doktah. Allow me to wear this attire. As the Lord of Banshees, I must act as their representative, not as an Elite Operator this time.

I follow not a lord but the likes of Her Majesty Theresa's ideal. How can one ever return to the eternal night after witnessing the blazing dawn? Rings of incantation arise and dance beneath his bone pen as Logos writes his will onto this land.

The Sarkaz have changed. The Sarkaz must change. Let my words ring the funeral bell for the rotten Royal Court.