Moghedu and the Guardians.

You will bend the knee to the Lord Sartan and His Holy City or you shall see your pathetic halls reduced to rubble.

Your women and children will be enslaved, your soldiers will litter the grounds as corpses, where they will give way to pestilence and decay as you all deserve.

Mhaldor suffers you no longer.

To the rest of Sapience, I declare marshal law against all Mhun. Adventurers of Mhun heritage will find themselves warned once before being enemied and slain on sight within Mhaldors walls.

Tyrannus Entaro Nithilar


Penned by my hand on the 4th of Chronos, in the year 871 AF.