With a wry wink of wilful defiance, we warmly welcome you to the Revelry of Rot and Ruin, a grandiose gathering garbed in the grim gloom of the Black Forest. This festivity, forged from the foolhardy folly of neighbouring nations dictating Eleusian engagements, promises a parade of piquant pageantry and piercing parody.

We heartily herald all heroes to don their most dramatically derisive disguises, masterfully mocking the myriad missteps of our meddlesome neighbours. The craftiest creator of caustic caricatures shall receive a resplendent reward from My own regal reserve - a testament to the art of aristocratic admonishment.

Join us as we not only bask in the bold beauty of unbridled wilderness but brazenly brandish our biting banter at the blundering bounds imposed by lesser leagues. This night shall stand as a stark symbol of Eleusis' staunch spirit and our relentless ridicule of the restrictive reaches of rival Realms.

With anticipatory delight for an evening embroidered with extravagance and exquisite excoriation,

The Wildwood Queen

Penned by My hand on the 24th of Sarapin, in the year 967 AF.