Letter from Caladar Rizz
Message sent to all nobles of Reven (17 recipients)
Killers pay heed
The Masked One the Hand of Death is a man as men are
I come with killing not claimings of divinities
They send us writings askings of an idol of death
Pay heed killers what need of maskings
What need of masking has the one
The one who is almighty
Maskings are for the weak the dissimulating killers
And there are levels of weakness killers remember
The Masked One the Hand of Death is stronger than you yet
Despite his mortality his weakness his smallness in comparison
To the mountains high ones Pel Mark and Iknopata
We did loot them upon a time killers you were unborn ones yet
Not even sparklings in the eyes of your grandfathers when I
Did much killing in these very lands you would weep and moan
Weep and moan to see the mountains crumble beneath the boot
Of the Masked One the Hand of Death seek not enmity we did not
Seek enmity with you killers but that is immaterial like the stars
And new superstitions masqueradings of old religions
We did stand upon the border of Gotland and wear our masks
Let whatsoever Masked One who desires contendings
Contend with the Masked One
The Hand of Death there will be much killing
Caladar Rizz
Knight of Vozzessdor
Marshal of the Depraved Legion
