"Now sayeth the Jorb: Behold, the day has come, as a east wind that blows afar off, carrying the locusts on her back; and they shall break your walls, and break down your windmills, and take all your goods ye have stored up. Know ye now my children, that I send before me mine servant, mine annointed, and he shall smite the locusts with fire and where ever so he goeth, there shall every man see the eagles gathered together that ye might know what I have said of old, What I giveth, I taketh, and unto whom I curseth, surely he shall die." Seven Hearthfires 5:4-8
Again, Jorb curseth, darwoth taketh.
Pras Jorb.