To the oblivious adulator who fawns over effete perennials,

It is quite comical to see you call upon the people of Sapience to embrace anemic ideals, and lean upon the Viridian Charter - a document which Eleusis has long used not as a way of life, nor as a foundational doctrine of their beliefs, but instead as a mere passing fancy which they largely ignore until an agenda arises whereupon they rashly paraphrase from its passages. The sheer perfidious audacity that Eleusis holds dear to their unctuous rhetoric has grown tiresome; in one contumacious breath do they castigate the existence of civilizations, and in the other they frolic and grovel before those very civilized folks as they traipse along their cobblestone streets and partake of the wares crafted from razed wildes. These affectations are quite astounding, and in direct conflict with the Goddess that they presume to serve, a Goddess who demands the complete eradication of all that is sapient and synthetic, finding it loathesome and blasphemous.

We of Mhaldor serve the God-Emperor Sartan with unwavering loyalty, not just because He demands it, but because it is a cause worthy of our steadfast zeal. In all that we do, in every word we speak, we eschew prevarication and are consistent with what we preach. That is why Mhaldor stands strong against all who seek to oppose it; even should the entirety of Sapience fall upon our walls, those who have tried have been broken by our resilience. That is our unshakable faith to the Master we, and eventually all of Creation, serve.

In stark contrast, those of Eleusis are but cozeners who meekly toe the line between service and outright blasphemy where it concerns not just your Charter, but the realm which you claim to venerate. That a Mhaldorian knows more about the tenets of Nature is an astonishing failure of your own making, and such deficit must be met with the harsh, cold reality that you have become capricious and faithless. The Branded One is ill served by one of your ilk as you have become a walking embodiment of duplicity.

Perhaps when your resolve finally hardens, perhaps when you have finally grasped the conviction you so desperately promulgate unto the firmament, and perhaps when your bloviation of the civilization is supported by actions, will we take you as a serious threat. Until then, continue to trumpet your resolve into the Void, for the more mindful and wise of Sapience already know the vacuity of your faith.

In Service to the God-Emperor,

Aegoth Aristata
The Dread Hand of Iniquity
The Holocaust King

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Glacian, in the year 1010 AF.