People of the Empire!

For too long, have we allowed these light-skinned peasants to congregate and multiply in the west. For too long, have they refused us, as their masters; instead mocking us with their sacrilegious ways. They are unfit for this world: feeble to the point of barely being able to draw breath without calling upon the aid of another light-skin.  

Now they rally behind their Queen, their so-called Procipinee; completely ignorant in their assumed place in this land. We must remind them through our swords, through our mighty hammers and our hefty axes and our dark magics of their ineptitude. THE TIME HAS COME, to remind them, that they - they are beneath us; the time has come to remind of them of owed tribute.

Let no male, female, youngling or being think they are above this call to arms.

In 6 months time we march westward to meet these, men, in combat. Their pitiful frames and thin armors will be no match for our might. And as they run - for they will run - through their blood soaked fields we will follow them to their homes and pitiful keeps. Ruination will be brought down about them as their herds wither and die; as their skies turn black and become choked, full of flame and charred blood; as their castles crumble and their children are cut down before them.

And before the end draws, their precious queen will know my hands: as I choke the light from her eyes and in-place of a smile instill a silent scream - her head will serve as a reminder to all - long after its flesh has withered and bone turned stone. As the survivors run to the forests, only to be devoured by darker things, or flee to the mountains to freeze and die - we will be known, we will be remembered and we will remain feared: the rightful and true lords of these lands.

So says the Emperor of Resoln

(in response to https://forums.elementalgame.com/391010)