Albedi faithfuls, Hammer of Dejaani,

It is easy to speak of the victories you have witness, but equally easy to ignore the losses you have wrought on your terrain.

The Empire shall meet you with violence on the battlefields. War will continue to sharpen our fangs and ever build the seething mass of our tamed slaves, drawn to the struggle for strength. We shall see exactly how you will force the sun to rise on our sands without the cradling embrace of your Mother's arms.

I am,
Tyrant Elene Arcan-Tetzauh

Penned by my hand on Gosday, the 14th of Slyphian, in the year 507 MA.