"Ah, you, is it. Did you see? What they did to my ancestors? The whole clan, buried alive. Sick. Maddened. Husks of themselves! Have you heard their moans? They're hardly human anymore! They think we worship the Three Fingers, that we called the maddening sickness down upon them!? Well. if that's what they expect from us... then that is what they shall get from us! The world of grace and its people should have been content to let us sink through the cracks. But to have intruded upon our solace? Having broken us upon their whims? I will never forgive any of you. I'm sorry, but we won't be trading any longer. And... I think it's time we parted ways."