While sitting here on my steed, my thoughts turn towards the desert
encampment of El'Jazira. This message is for you Sheik Abd el'Salam. It
is a formal declaration of war upon your peoples. My terms are simple
ones. You release the concubines and Slaves, or I will continue to kill
your soldiers. When you decide to release your slaves and concubines and
allow freedom to reign through-out the encampment for all people who
reside there, I will stop attacking
I will give no quarter until the slaves and concubines have been freed.
This is no threat, this is a promise.

Deladan Formidonis

Rewrite ( My previous scribe has been dealt with)

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Miraman, in the year 502 AF.