Sapience,


Rejoice, for the Right Hand of Varian Celestine is come among us, His presence felt all throughout the blessed land of our benevolent Father. With His return to the fortress, the Argent Legion issues the following decree.


From this day forward, any Albedi creature who seeks refuge upon the land of the Father shall be tolerated under the following conditions. First and foremost, they must renounce any and all ties to the pantheon of Albedi abominations. Second, they must renounce all ties with any Albedi organization found to be hostile to Sapience, our pantheon, or the greater Creation of Varian Celestine. Third, they must embrace Varian Celestine and His loyal children as their pantheon, and never stray from their grace. Fourth and finally, they must offer no threat, harm, nor infringement upon the holy Creation of Varian Celestine. If these conditions are observed, as judged and dictated by the Argent Legion and further by the Lord Bamathis, they are to be permitted upon His lands. Such are the Father's commands, and so shall it be.


The policies of the Argent Legion remain the same on all other fronts as of this time. Any man, woman or child who holds to the Albedi faith and thereby offers harm to the Creation of our Father shall find only the sword. When dawn rises, we are there to meet it. When darkness falls, we cast back the gloom. When filth encroaches, we hold the line. The task of the Argent Legion remains, to cast back all threats, be they foreign or domestic. So do we pledge.

Consider now the land upon which you stand. Take a breath, if you need it or not. Scuff the soil underfoot, cast your eyes up towards the sky, and take in all that is around you. Were it not for His grace, were it not for His generosity, you could not. Not only would there be no land for you to observe, there would be no you to do the observing. What we are, what we have, what we can be, all these are of Him. Savour it, for it is a gift beyond imagining, and it is ours, by His hand.


The Argent Legion is recruiting. If your existence means anything to you, join us, and become a weapon in His arsenal. Fight to defend that which is yours, that which is ours. If we do not fight for what is ours, who will?


Ever His

Whirran Arcan-Tetzauh


Ireti

Penned by my hand on Tisday, the 16th of Chakros, in the year 509 MA.