Mhaldor,

The Dawnspear has largely sat by and watched as you laid waste to others who have rejected the Bloodsworn and Good in their narrow-minded pursuit of reclaiming the world for only Nature. It is fitting that when searching for war, you first took to the forests to prey upon the weak.

Yet, your numbers increase, and with them your arrogance and your aggression. The tendrils of the West continue to crawl over the continent, creeping into places they do not belong. Your Commandant claims sovereignty for your Master over our continent, and our world.

The Dawnspear will permit your trespasses upon Creation no further. Your Master is not the Master of Sapience. This world is not His, nor His people's. It is about time we demonstrated this with fire and blade.

The city-state of Targossas declares an intent to go to war against the city-state of Mhaldor.

We will not fight without purpose, however. I would discuss terms with your leaders first. We have seen what Mhaldor demands from others in its misguided quest for dominance, but what is Mhaldor willing to risk?

In Their service,

Farrah Roualt
Dawnlord


Penned by my hand on the 18th of Lupar, in the year 744 AF.