Ah Malaclypse,

So, it does seem that the household of the Blood Keep has finally
decided to take some time away from their mending and knitting lessons,
and have once again remembered that there was a time when some in the
realms considered them Knights. Although your declaration of war
illustrates nothing more than the irritation of a mosquito buzzing in
one's ear, there does come a time when the mosquito must learn that
their attempts to drain you dry are futile, and they should move on, or
face a dreadful blow.

In the case of the Infernals, however, such logic does seem to take far
longer than average to sink in. You have overstepped your bounds at last
and declared war against the Bastion of the North. Do not fool yourself
in thinking that war is not what you shall receive. You have awakened
the dragon, prepare to face it's wrath.

Oh, and while you're at it, give my regards to the Logos, I understand
He's been expecting you.

Lady Deven Lucoster

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Sarapin, in the year 301 AF.