I find it most amusing that you allow those who coddle to demoners to
post and represent your council. Tiaz and his dear friend and companion
Juganothion, the demoner of the Wastelands. I only wait to see him join
your 'army' of 'warriors' on the battlefield. It would come as no
surprise, given your lack of magick wielders apposed to your anti-magick
ones.

Since your citizens feel so strong as to speak out for your Council,
while turning around and playing the games of war with the ex-dictator
against my citizens, perhaps it is time for me to turn my eye in your
direction. It takes your army to defeat me. Only two of your warriors
have faced me alone after drawing their forces together against me. Both

While blackwinded in one of your fierce warrior's grove, after they
gathered their forces once again in a failed attempt to unite against
me, I must say, I was impressed. Knowing that your war tactics consist
of little more than trying convincing your enemies that you've bedded
their betrothed as lewdly as possible surely is a sign of power.

I am receiving very mixed signals in regards to your stance against the
Empire. Your warriors are reckless in their bloodshed. They've stepped
foot in my city with the intentions of drawing blood. One would almost
assume you are sending myself and mine an invitation to do the same.

Leash your puppies Emeris, before I do it for you. I can assure you my
leash involves far more painful methods of doing so than yours. You dare
allow your citizens to step foot in this Empire, sending your armies out
for one or two of my citizens at a time, and acting so brazen against me
for simply being the Imperator? Your mighty victories against novices
and those not even twenty years of age will fall short, I do fear.

The future of your Council rests in your hands. Leash your mutts or they
will not have necks to do so soon enough.




Isadarr S'Sylistha
Imperator
Lady of the Damned


Penned by my hand on the 16th of Vita, in the year 518 AD.