This religious text advises against the evils of drinking to excess and its repercussions.
On Drink and Excessive Carousing
The righteous St. Hadwyn spoke of wine as his "little friend in the faith," for it can serve to muster the courage and settle the stomach. It balances the humors in the same fashion as Mitharu's order equilibrates the disarray of this mortal life, strengthening the sick of body, and calming the wounded spirit.
Yet many tragedies await the miserable wretches who expel temperance from conviviality, think excess in drinking to be the happiest life; for their life is nothing but disorientation, debauchery, nakedness, spewing, idleness, Hexes, and more drink. You may see such sluggards, half-naked, staggering, wearing horse bridles about their necks like the fineries of kings, vomiting on one another in the name of fellowship; and others, flush with the rose of their drunkenness, filthy, faces like the pale, bulbous countenance of fish, livid, and still seeking another flagon of ale to last them till the sunrise. It is well, dear brothers, to make our acquaintance with this portrait of mat at his most disabled, as to place ourselves at the greatest possible distance from it, and to frame ourselves as the beacon toward which these louts must stagger.
Mitharu has blessed us with one word to counter all such disability: Water
Water, it is the natural necessary beverage, and the gift of the Authority; therefore, water is the proper drink of society and of sobriety. As with all blessings in keeping with the Authority's order, drink should be partaken of with the utmost temperance and moderation, to maintain one's health, one's good standing, and most importantly, one's faith. I therefore advise those who have undertaken an ascetic life, and who are fond of water, the sweet juice of temperance, to turn their backs on consumption for the sake of intoxication, shunning the allure of the bottle, and instead quenching their thirst with the divine drink of wisdom.
It is proper, therefore, that young men avoid the flickering tongue of the chaos drink. For it is not right to pour into the flaming cauldron of humanity the fieriest of all liquids - wine -- adding, as it were, fire to fire. The crackling blaze will ignite the youthful impulses of man's worst desires. Beware the lusts of the flesh and the hot touch of fornication. Beware lusts for vicious violence and animalistic predation. Beware the roll of the dice and the forked tongue of the Hexes dealer. For it is from the goblet that fiery habits are kindled; and young men inflamed from within become prone to the indulgence of vicious propensities.