You, who have trespassed upon us-

DIA'RUIS ETERNAL will drink your BLOOD with HER FOURTEEN MOUTHS.

SHE will sharpen her TEETH upon your BONES.

SHE commands us in our HEARTS, in our MAGIC, and in our WAY!

SHE is the RHYTHM, and HER subtle heartbeat is beyond the hearing of STONE CITIES, beyond the reckoning of CONCLAVES, beyond the ability of MONARCHS and EMPIRES to command.

SHE refuses you, as SHE has refused every EMPIRE before you, and will refuse every EMPIRE yet to come.

HER answer to you...

...is no.

You want our magic?

Come.

Bleed for it.

Penned by my hand on Quensday, the 19th of Dharos, in the year 7 AC.