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In the deepest corners of the earth you will find the cacotopic stain of Dia'ruian sorcery. It is older than you, inscrutable to you, and far more vast.

Your edict is as transparent as it is foolhardy. I name you as you are: territorialists. Warmongers. Do not dare darken the Ithmias with disrespect behind your teeth. The Council will not bend to your whims.

Penned by my hand on Falsday, the 18th of Dharos, in the year 7 AC.