My dearest great-granddaughter,

You have inherited the angry and hateful traits of your less worthy kin,
my poor child. One should not make such delightful announcements so
angrily. For months our warriors have anxiously awaited the opportunity
to stain the Vashnars red.

Your unsurprising request for war is accepted.

Darknight Sioraiocht-Sar'vet
Overseer of Ashtan

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Sarapin, in the year 560 AF.