Here, Here now come closer and hear what I have to say. Many of you will find this troubling, and for some, you have good reason for it. With this new age brings forth fresh circumstances. My people have made it home, and took back what is rightfully ours. We are wealthy beyond comparison and our people rejoice because of our prosperity. Yet, there is still a gaping hole in our hearts. For decades we were taught, tutored on the history of our ancestors. The pain and suffering that they endured from tyrants of their time. Years have passed, but the names are the same. Our wounds have healed over time, yet the scars remain, a reminder of our past, never forgotten. Never forgiven. The only ailment for our pain is that of blood. We so boldly declare war on the Knights Hospitaller and their many vassals. We will not stop until we have repaid them in full.
We bring you this not just as a declaration, but as a warning. Run. Run and hide for we are coming for you even as you read this. Dig down deep behind your walls. Fortify well, because we do not want this to be easy. Go home and make love to your women and embrace your children for the last time. For there will be no prisoners taken, no buildings spared from our wrath, when we release the Hounds to pillage your villages.
We do not act alone, there are many who will follow our cause and raise arms against for the crimes you have committed to all of us. Yet we speak for only ourselves. It is up to you to figure out who your enemies are. Act quickly for plans have been set into motion. Your friends will turn against you. your allies will refuse your call for aid. You will feel the pain that you put on our ancestors for yourselves, experience the suffering you put on all of us. And when it is over; when you are on your knees before us begging for mercy, only then will cease. We will leave you there, devestated with nothing but misery and sorrow to comfort you for the rest of your pathetic lives.
