Greetings allies of the Empire,
My name is Tertium Vivificabit, a name bestowed upon me by the Order of the Owl, a body dedicated to reviving Minerva to its past glory. They escaped persecution from an increasingly insular group of local elite in Ikwe. These scoundrels brought about economic and philosophical weakness to the once great Kingdom, driven by their own desire for self gratification. Unwilling to accept the critiques of the classes dedicated to truth and prosperity, they ran the founders of the Order out of the New World.
The Order returned to the Old World with as many tomes and scripts scripts as possible, eager to return for glory and the Empire. This seems to have coincided with a time where the western half of the New World in general appears to have stagnated which drastically lowered trade and correspondence between the two regions. We have not seen too many diplomats, although small-time traders from Concordia have kept the route clear.
I was born in Mercury Isle, which has undergone a small revival of its own. The streets are as lively as their height. The Order of the Owl set up an institute of learning in Temple Oak, a district I know well. I was a young lad, always eager to push my boundaries. I was born to noble families whose roots trace back to the founding of Mercury Isle, with claims of lineage with the fifth Emperor. Whether this is true or not is no longer relevant, for the family has helped the Old World remain as it was when the great kings migrated east. As such, my family has been associate with an interest in revival.
Th Order recruited me as a young scribe, but my influence helped me quickly grow. I have studied the histories of the Empire and the Kingdom of Minerva. I have a revival of glory in my blood.
I have raised a large fleet and have dispatched a brigade of soldiers. The Order sent a few diplomats prior to this message, and many of you have corresponded with them. But within the week, I have arrived as well now, eager to bring glory to the Empire.
Upon my arrival, I was greeted by representatives from both Kaine and that of Aeries Rua. I visited several Minervan lands, and with no surprise, found most of them stable if not quiet.
I thank these two great leaders for giving me their ear. We discussed trouble matters. See, all of Minerva remained peaceful except one region. The Capital of Ikwe has been taken over by the very bandits that pushed the truth-seeking out. Ikwe seems to have been over-run with a local class of nobles and bandits that have refused to interact with Minerva, let alone the Empire as a whole. This insolence is itself a disgrace to the Empire, and as such, I have come with a request of aid. They may conduct themselves disgracefully, through human rights abuses, labour abuses, human trafficking, and more, but we can undo this travesty.
Will thy allies aid my cadre of soldiers in vanquishing the Empire of these bandits? I have requested them to turn the city over to Minervan forces, but of course they refused. I do not yet know the leader of the bandits, but it is clear who ever s/he is, has no interest in diplomacy. I may be young, and I may be naive, but I would like to prove myself in the heat of battles. Stand by my side, allies, as we store and siege this old metropolis, and bring it back under the rule of law.
Are you looking to prove yourself in the heat of battle as well? Are you looking to build a long-standing alliance with this revived Minerva? Are you one to protect the Empire from all threats against the rule of law and peace? If so, join me in battle, and I hope to prove to you my worth as an ally and friend.
Let us lay to waste the enemies of progress. Let us siege Ikwe.
Signed, the King of Greater Minerva, come back to reclaim what is ours. Signed, constitutionally, the Regent of the Empire.
