Morkael, Andreous, this is to you. But it affects your entire group of
defenders that attempt to protect your home. Citizens of Cyrene, I
suggest you read this as well.

Morkael, you have lied and stolen from me. You have insulted my guild.
You have slain one of my Guildmates without reason. All at a time when
one of your fellow Senators had personally requested help from Myself
and My Men. At my Man's request, we gave the city a second chance.
In your war. Actually, from this point on, I shall call it a skirmish.
Because Cyrene has yet to feel war. In your skirmish, your people
managed to involve my Fiancee in a skirmish she wanted no part of. In
return, she killed two of your defenders. Not bad I'd say, better then
issuing you. Like you seem to enjoy doing. But, after I spoke with you,
and you agreed that she could help me defend your home. Something she
agreed to do after your defenders killed her. You gave me a fine, I paid
it for her, and she was unenemied. Because of selfish reasons by
Andreous, you choose to go against your own word. Even though you hold
the rank of Senator. Thus you have stolen gold from me personally. I
killed you for it. You issued me.

You killed Glor without any reason at all. He didn't issue you. Rinoa
was killed by your defenders after being drug into a skrimish she wanted
no part of. No issue. Yet you, when rightfully killed for your mistakes,
issued.

That brings us to now. You have shown yourself unable to honor your own
word. When I took my Fiancee home as so not to die when you reenemied
her, you choose to voice aloud, that we should all be enemied. After we
in fact, died for you. You show nothing but the ability to be short
sighted, and pettyly personal. Not to mention a puppet for Andreous.

Here is my promise, to you.
Until such time as I have my gold back, a total of 2000 gold. Until such
time as Glor has in blood from the defenders whom killed him without
reason, his 47%. Until the time that all Warlocks are unemied from your
city. You will die. Until there is a public post from you, offering an
honest appoligy to my guild for the disrespect shown when we were
willing to die for your city's defense. You and your defenders will die.

Citizens of Cyrene, you are safe from my men. We will not attack
innocents, like your defenders attacked Glor. Stay out of the fight, and
you will be safe from us.
Defenders of Cyrene, you will die. Not when you leave your city, for you
a free to do so as you wish. But when you take up arms against my forces
when I march to your gates, you will die. Your guards will die. Your
totems will be uprooted. The defenders of your city will lose their
heads, and the land will be covered in pikes of them.

Before this, the skrimish brought hard, cold steel and barbed arrows to
your gates. The occasional Demon. Now that ruthless steel has something
fare worse then the occasional as support. It has my Magik. My men are
battle trained and ready to fight. We were going to die for YOU, instead
we will kill you for your disrespect, attacks and theft. Mhaldor's
Legions now has Magik to support it.

Citizens, I suggest you get Morkael to post, and then replace him.
Zenokain (forgive me if I misspelled your name, Sir) is someone you
should look to. He selflessly put his personal feelings aside so that he
could request needed help and protection for you, the people of his
home. Zeno is a good man. It is for Morkael and Andreous' actions that
you suffer
Consider that

Use your power as the citizens to get the post made, and my people
compensated. Until then, real War comes to your home.
You will not hear again from me, except perhaps if you over hear me
calling orders in battle on your streets. You won't hear again from me,
until a post is made that I feel is honest and offers appoligy. Then, I
shall formally withdraw my Men from the War. and again, you will have a
skirmish to deal with

Knight of my Lord, Aegis the Mighty God of War
High Warlock, Jack Moonflair

Penned by my hand on the 9th of Valnuary, in the year 320 AF.