Denizens of Sapience,

I am writing today to announce my candidacy as ruler of all of you. The people of Sapience have wandered lost for too long without a strong, steady presence to guide them.

Underneath my generous hand all shall be equal within their classes. Do you, herds of Duiran and Enorian, find yourselves jealous of Haven, who is afforded the opportunity to be consumed nearly every day? You have my guarantee that I will end such inequality. My fangs shall grace all of you without prejudice. But it goes further! Not only will I -personally- see to such, I will also ensure that Consanguine are always available to feed upon you at any time. Fear not when your benevolent ruler seeks the coffin, for there will always be others waiting in the wings. I promise you all equal rights in having your rights stripped.

My achievements speak for themselves. If you wish for some one-on-one time to personally gauge what I can do, I will always be happy to oblige. Most importantly of all I know how to post to where I intend.

In my own name,
Emperor Ezalor D'baen



Penned by my hand on the 9th of Chakros, in the year 414 MA.