The dishonorable Duke of Cowardice has sewn another thread of deceit. I have attempted to influence PEACE between My Glorious Country and his cesspool of a pig sty; this has cost me dearly. I paid that cost freely and knowingly. But through his cowardice and treachery that cost was entirely in vain. By his actions the Great and Honorable Iron Claw tribe has gone the way of the Thirteenth. By default this makes me Chieftain of the Iron Claw Tribe, albeit a tribe of ONE. As if this was not enough, he sent a cowardly assassin to complete his genocide of the Tribe, as I am the last of my Tribe.
The Duke of Filth better pray to whatever Gods he has loyalty to; if he has any loyalty left. For I will not rest, no stone will be unturned, no shite hole left full, until he and all his breed are brought to JUSTICE!
As Chieftain I have but one order for any that may be left:
HUNT DOWN EVERY LAST EASTERN SOW IN ALL OUR LANDS AND DELIVER THEM TO JUSTICE!
Grand Chieftain of the Great Iron Claw Tribe
Quingia Raulf Bozkurtlar
Last of his Kind
Message sent the morning of the 5th of Grekar, 71st year of the Great Wolfen Empire, shortly after the interrogation of the would be assassin
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