Paixao, you have shown your strength these last few days. While clearing away the remains of our city and striving to find the bodies of our loved ones, we've barely had the chance to grieve, yet you forge on with your head held high. You are the spirit of our beautiful town. And I know as long as we hold on to that, no madness or violence will sway us.
I will not lie to you good folk. It will take time to rebuild. We have a very long road ahead, made all the more dangerous by the presence of those outsiders who have the very gall to condescend to us in our time of sorrow. But we don't need their help. Too many times have they shown their true colors. Too many times has their belief that they are somehow better than us lead to their complete disrespect and abuse.
We can restore the light to Paixao, we can rebuild our paradise. But only if we turn away these reckless foreigners once and for all. I regret now the hand of offering I extended to them once. They do not deserve our compassion or understanding.
And to you outsiders listening -- know this: you are not welcome here. Your presence will not be tolerated. Your help is not needed. I don't care where you go or how, but you will not be allowed into our city again. I swear it.
-- Mayor Marcus Praetoris