The Maggot Draven was once pacing the Shuk in a state of impotent rage
at having been rejected by yet another magicker eighteen year old, he
turned to his woman Tiala and said �. �Tiala tell me something that will
make me happy and sad all at the same time� Tiala pondered this a moment
and then with honesty replied, �You have a bigger member than some of
your friends�

Many of you have heard of the Republic Sani and I are trying to
establish, a place where one need not be afraid to associate with the
daemonic, or the magick, this is true, we attempting this. We are
offering apprenticeship to those who wish to embrace the �Anti-Magick�
circle without having to resort to zealous hate, a place where all Gods
are honoured regardless of their sphere of influence.

I recently approached Icarius to request a peaceful diplomatic
engagement with Antioch, we were willing to offer concessions and
perhaps limit our training. Antioch responded by unleashing their puppy,
Draven a creature who is a joke of a being,

A creature who hunts small magickers
A creature that is willing to rutt with them and turn aside his mace
like a common visitor of brothels
A creature that on no less than three occasions has slain women for
rejecting his sordid advances
A creature who when due to his feeble nature fails at combat rally�s his
dogs to help him take down lions

Blood has come to you again Antioch. Your people lie broken in the sands
and streets of Caanae. I tried for a peaceful resolution, a reasoned
approach to this. Now there is war.


For I am the scourge of Thanatos. If you had not committed great sins,
He would not have sent a punishment like me upon you.

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Solis, in the year 562 AD.