Jokes are for comedians, and brother, you aren't funny.

Give up please. I guess in a masochistic way you could consider Celidon
is winning in that there is so much Celidonian blood getting soaked up
by the trees that the forest will grow to incredible height.

Stop posturing. They're simple demands. I think that even if you are
willing to keep getting slaughtered, the other citizens must be getting
tired of being maimed, broken, destroyed, annihilated...there are as
many words for what we are doing to your people as there are heads that
we have taken, though we are about to outrstrip quite soon. Citizens of
Celidon, consider that your leaders let you die, they let your blood
flow so willingly. They know you cannot win. So do you. Why let them
lead you as lambs to the slaughter?

Think about it.

Penned by my hand on the 10th of Vita, in the year 518 AD.