Keep warm, [%username]. It gets cold at night.
Sarpan's changing before my eyes, [%username]. And not for the better.
First, these lands grow more barren with every passing year. Look around us. This used to be grassland.
Worse, though, are the Reians. They've become more and more selfish. We used to look out for each other, and share our belongings. Now they boast about their material wealth. It sickens me.