To the city of Magnagora,

I am truly disappointed in your spurn of diplomacy, where New Celest
has, at multiple junctures, graciously offered mutual abstination from
interfering with the Cay of Cloadahi ritual. Whilst your Warlord has not
the courage (or perhaps lacks the eloquence to rival the Engine's great
arbiter, Munsia) to deliver a message himself, I do not falter when I
publicly declare that your city shall suffer the consequences of your
foolishness.

The fire of Methrenton shall burn in our hearts as we seek justice and
wage a holy crusade against your Taint-infested city. You will know no
peace, no solace, no refuge in this world, and any who would interfere
will similarly incur our ire. Your salvation is at hand: concede to
wisdom by accepting our offer in cessation of the ritual, or beg the
Fates that they may intervene with the Cay in the wake of your crumbling
nation. New Celest shall not yield.

In service of the Light,
Princess Kaimanahi Ladyn

Penned by my hand on the 19th of Estar, in the year 424 CE.