Greetings mortals.
After extensive campaigning in the plains of Perdition, the time has come for Me to return to this plane and continue the work I started nearly a decade ago in your world. The wars have petered themselves out, with a lack of rescources and lack of viable fighting power remaining, and I grew bored.
I now return from the nether realms with my two sons in tow, Phobus and Demius. They bear with them the wings and wisdom of their mother, and the determination and bloodlust of their Father. If you meet them on your path, feel free to converse with them, but I would advise you to avoid irritating them, for I am sure the mortal frame would not contend well against them. They are my archangels, and serve as my eyes and ears in the far reaches of the planes.

I seek to rebuild My Order. The primary qualifications are of course that you are a strong warrior, and seek the blessings of the Patron if warriors. Strength of character is of course the next. Several quite dangerous warriors have been rejected by Me, for lack of character. I am interviewing people individually, and slowly adding to the rankings. I am short on time and humor, so do not test My patience. If you seek My blessings on the field, then feel free to approach Me.

Walk in the glory of combat,
Aegis, God of War

Penned by my hand on the 8th of Aeguary, in the year 257 AF.