Letter From Death Lord Vlad Von Carstein

To the Most Sublime and Majestic Karl Franz, Grand Duke of Brunswick, Grand Prince of Reich, Elector, Emperor of the Eleven Provinces of the Empire and Heir to Charlemagne's All Divine Legacy from Mountain to Sea (or he second hand, given that we have entered a period of uncertainty beyond our knowledge).

Sir, I have no doubt that you would not want to read such a letter as it is from me, and the moment you see the signature you will be tempted to immediately throw it into the fire, and I urge you to resist —I never engage in such communications lightly, nor have I had any pressing reason to wage such a war.

Now your astrologers will tell you what all rational minds can see—the order of the world is changing, the great guardianship left by the Old Ones has disintegrated, and the remaining primordial power is at stake, thousands The power that has been standing still for many years begins to die, while other things spread and multiply at an unreasonable speed.

Can anyone now doubt the fact that the Gods of Destruction have set aside their ancient quarrels and started acting in unison? If this is the case, what doubts can there be about their ultimate victory? The great heroes of the past are no longer with us, and we live in an age of soul scarcity.

However, not all is lost, there is another way. Only one soul can stand firm in the chaotic storm: my master, he broke the ancient exile and tried to return to the world, but the arrogance, arrogance, and conspiracy of my children have brought a trace of vitality to the world, that is I, across death and time, have returned from Hades, stronger and more magnificent than last time. After gaining part of my master's power, I have proved many times that I am the enemy of Chaos, and so are you.

We have fought side by side many times, and you have seen it with your own eyes.

The duel in which your great ancestor ended him still haunts the ages, yet if you wish to see the forces of order prevail at this moment, you must welcome him now.

I am the Lord of Death, Head of House von Carstein, Emperor of Sylvania, the forerunner of a greater soul, and now I am willing to temporarily put aside my past differences, temporarily relinquish my title of Emperor, and serve you . My army is already on your side, though you may not know it yet. They will fight by your side again if you agree to my proposal. Generous gifts are purely motivated by mutual need.

The living and the dead once quarreled, but we are more like each other than the decaying darkness far away, who intended to turn the world into a howling vortex of eternal melting, and we know order, order and The principle of stoicism. A future is taking shape, where once again the foundations of reality are strengthened, the weak are protected, and the powers to rule are stronger than ever. This is not the future your priests are used to praying for, but the continuation of humanity itself. I assure you, this is the best that can be hoped for right now.

Make no mistake, Sire (or his lieutenants), the choice is yours: alliance, or obliteration. Just as your proud savior Ludwig swallowed his proud choice to unite with Teclis, the great wizard of Ulthuan who was considered a witch because of ignorance, so we must make a decision in our own time. Difficult choice.

I will make no claims other than my birthright: Grand Duke and Elector of Sylvania, the existence of this province has been unjustly denied for far too long, and I swear to the world that I gain The way of electing the Marquis is in accordance with all the laws of the empire. I justly obtained the Marquis Elector from Otto and married his daughter Isabella,

I should have reigned over the peoples, I should have been crowned in Brunswick, and you foolishly refused this favor, but now I have let the past go and have decided to apologize for the consequences of the previous disaster.

I demand legal power and the same status symbols as others of my class: rune fangs (surely you can convince the dwarves to forge another one for me, won't you?), a seat in the Imperial Council, ancient immunity from customary law, and maintain the power of the army. I ask only one superfluous favor from you: give me a chance to search for my love's resting place in Reikland, if the world is to be rebuilt, then I must find her before everything is remade, she is the only one for me ,my everything.

I understand that the mutual animosity between our two peoples will make it difficult for this proposal to be fairly accepted. Although I have no doubts about it, below this level you will see the prejudices and buried grievances of the ancient past, you will find us with the same symptoms, and you will understand what is at stake. Besides, after all, didn't I make prior claims to the title? Or is the power to conquer worthless in this fallen age?

I believe this letter will reach you eventually, even though everything is so chaotic right now trying to overwhelm us, by the time you read this, I am already on the march, following the necessary route through Si The Tyre goes to Brunswick, and when I arrive I shall command a greater army than when I last encamped outside your walls.

I sincerely hope that I won't come too late, at least then you will have the opportunity to make your due decision under clear skies without any worries.

Until then, I have remained the same, as ever, your loyal and everlasting servant.

your faithful

Vlad von Carstein

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