Shudder, world.
Crumble, zendiks of the East.

In your fervor, your hubris, your foolishness, your folly in attempting to force your Age of Dawn, Age of Vapidity, Age of Decline after centuries of passivity and entitlement--

In your recklessness in bringing Dejaani to our plane to ravage it, to bring our demise--

you misstep.

For each action, comes another. For each step taken, the ground pushes back.

Behold, now, the consequences of your ingordigious acts: the rise of the Hegemonist, the rise of the Empire.

The sun's cursed beams touch no land under the Empire's reign.
The dawn does not encroach.

And soon, it will be snuffed from the world like an ill-begotten match.

Fie on the "Hammer." Damnation upon the East.

Glory to the Empire.

-Lord Tetchta V. Mesis
The Nine-Fingered Tick

Penned by my hand on Closday, the 21st of Chakros, in the year 505 MA.