Greetings All!

I come unto you this day, a day of days, to declare my utmost desire to
demolish a city they call the Crown, a city Thieves and under-talented
mark and infamous people run to hide. A city where newbie killers are
aloud to run free, unharmed, unhunted.

Thru my campaign I come to declare a battle, among the greatest battles
ever known to Sapience. War on Hashan. To fight, to demolish, and give
out to those pesky newbie killers what they deserve. There will be
deaths, Many will perish, much blood shall be spilled. But thru this, we
will gain the right to hunt and slay those who have killed your loved
ones, those who have stolen your childs lunch gold. Those who have
called them selves the Crown of Ithima.

For All those who see what I see, and Hate this city. For those who wish
to have a good battle, and a war of wars. I beckon you to my side. As we
will fight as brothers and sisters alike, standing the front lines in
this war. There will be many great fighters dying, and many new hero's
being born. Risen up from the ground of temptation you stand beside your
brother and cast the first stone.

Stand beside me! The time is near. Be ready. Arm yourselves brothers and
sisters. A Battle is tainting the clouds of Hashanity.

Sincerely, Your brother in combat, battle and war.

Swishowski Smith

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Daedalan, in the year 404 AF.