In one of our trademark lightning attacks, the mighty BIRD CLAN has attacked and destroyed the pathetic armies led by Reinhardt, King of the Crusaders of Acre. The mewling pack of cowards known that have banded together under the Acre banner were entirely annhilated in the mountain range of the Sarranid Desert. Their upstart "King" was slain and lies unburied in the desert, bloating in the hot sun.
In confidential messages sent to BIRD CLAN, the pretender King begged for mercy for his arrogance:
Please, I beg of you, mighty BIRD CLAN. Spare me your fury, I have already soiled my tattered rags in fear of your great army. I would offer my fief as a gesture of my surrender, but Mit Nun will soon fall before the armies of your own enemy, LLJK. I can only offer my complete and utter servitude to the great BIRD CLAN. I shall slave in your kitchens, or clean your bathrooms with my tounge, if you will only spare my worthless life.
But BIRD CLAN suffers no arrogance.
BEWARE THE WRATH OF BIRD CLAN.
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