Sapience,

For centuries a storm has been brewing behind the scences, in the
darkness. The rolling clouds obsucring much from view. However, lightning has begun to strike. The family Aristata of the west has
concluded that they cannot defend their own name. They rally troops that their false sense of elitism deems unworthy to even wear their name to strike out at the Aristata's of the east, the Legacy. Today we make it known, that we will not abandon our namesake. We will not turn our back on our own legacy. We will face you, if battle is what you want than we will fight all of you and even your lackies.

Signed,

Morzakai Aristata
Kondar Aristata
Mycen Aristata
Deladan Seir-Aristata

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Miraman, in the year 700 AF.