Earthen of the Teradrim...or whatever you are permitted to henceforth go by,

Your existence perserveres because your Father permitted it to be.
To spit in the face of your Father is absolute hubris.

While you have seen many wars, victories and skulls for your wall.

This is not a battle against another people, but His trained Warbands and Divinity itself. You have seen power, because He allowed it. You have warred valiantly, because He empowered it. You never knew peace, because His will saw that you continued forward.

I afford you nothing more than this, a chance to return to the Cycle. An opportunity to feel the breath of Life and the worth of Death. Accept or not, such is your will and yours alone to make. However, the offer shall stand to those who seek it.

Seek out the Underking's own if you wish to remember what it is to breathe.

Until my inevitable end,

Executioner Ulo

Penned by my hand on Tisday, the 24th of Ios, in the year 509 MA.