Few in this realm have slighted the Malign enough to warrant addressing
them personally but you have done so, Lords of the pit, and now we
address you.

Your treachery has not been well recieved among the malign. The pact you
made with our ancestors in the time of the first demon incursions has
been broken and now, by my life or my death, we will make you pay. We
will make you rot in the magickal cage we have crafted for you and you
will pay us daemonic tributes in the vain hope that one day you might
once again walk under our favour and we may wreak havoc upon Aetherius
as kindred.

We are the Wardens of Hell and you are our prisoners, we will exploit
you until you recognise us for what we are... More daemon than mortal.
By the fear of our scourge and the apprehension of our decree you will
gain your wisdom and realise that it was not we who underestimated you,
it was you who failed to see us for what we truly are.

In darkness,
Sparda Gazali

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Fas, in the year 434 AD.