I found myself smiling. By Tartarus, I was smiling! Gosh, why did it feel so good to be bad? If that Lord Tirek outlaw felt half the satisfaction I did engaging in arson, then hey, I understood why he gave in to his vices. How fitting that my house, the one that has been compared so often to the Golden Oak, would end up suffering the same fate. Both razed by a gorgeous showcase of thermodynamics. It was too perfect, hahaha! Hey, you know, maybe Tirek and I could share a drink and exchange notes about our personal experiences on the matter, see who felt the highest amount of elation. Seemed like a pretty cool dude in my book.