Greetings Sapience,

Today marks another victory against the city of Hashan. All who
stood in our path perished. As promised, the body count was
staggering... 46 city guards and about as many citizens fell to our
army as we marched through the southern gate. The citizens did not
heed our warning to evacuate the area and payed with their lives.
Hashan, you will bow to our demands or be crushed in a final
assault. You will learn to accept the fact that your sovereignty has
ended and a new age of subservience to your conquerors has begun.
When the sun rises a month from now, you will see the cloud of
dust on the horizon. The war drums will sound as our armies
approach. Our number will be so great that you will cower behind your
walls in fear, praying that we fail to find you. And when we do,
expect no mercy. And the warcry.... death.. Death.. DEATH TO ALL
WHO STAND AGAINST US! will be heard across your lands.
This is the final warning to the citizens of Hashan. Get out
of the city.. run.. fly away.. and do not come back.

Daijin Reyn


Penned by my hand on the 1st of Scarlatan, in the year 404 AF.