Rockwell, old bean, you've done it again! Both mother and child made it through, Timur is a proud father, and your head is still attached to its shoulders. Why I was even a guest of honor at Timur's celebratory feast! I cannot say I enjoyed the blood sport that serves as the Burning Phoenix's entertainment, but the food was delectable.
I was also sure to seize upon Timur's momentary goodwill by filling his ears with whispers of obelisks, artifacts and the untold power they grant to mortal men. It may take time for those thoughts to turn to action, but with constant care, I may yet turn him into my unwitting general.