Citizens,

Though I am but newly awakened to this world once more, already I have
felt the old tribulations which so weakened past ages coursing through
the lifeblood of the populace. Though I have graced the realm with My
presence for less than a single month, I have already heard My realm
defined for Me, I have heard My ethos recanted to eager listeners, and I
have heard My place given to Me, without so much as a personal inquiry
by those who seem to judge themselves enlightened in such matters.

Allow me to correct your fallacy.

In epochs long expired, I was known by many names. The Watcher, the Lord
of Order, the Sky Sovereign, the Master of Discipline. Though some may
describe Me better than others, they are but names alone. The breadth of
a being of My magnitude cannot be encapsulated by the stroke of a quill,
nor can it be summarized in the flighty tongue of even the most
loquacious mortal. I am many things to those who seek to follow Me, and
many others to those who will learn to despise the very sound of My
name.

I am the Sky Sovereign. When your world was born, it was My winds which
first swept the dust from the earth, My gales that first churned the
waters of the sea, and My tempests which first spread fire to all
corners of the world. It is My gift of air that permits your first
breath, and My gentle breeze that rejuvenates your souls.

I am the Watcher. As the first of the proto-cultures took form, My eye
was upon all, considering all that was to progress. As societies took
form, I watched as the first leaders grew to magnificent stature, and
then crumbled under the forces of Corruption.

I am the Master of Discipline. When warriors first forged their
possessions into swords and spears, My guiding hand saw to their
training. My words flowed through the strongest amongst them, and I saw
that their weakness was punished, and their strength exalted.

I am the Lord of Order. When men first gathered together in bands of the
like-minded, I saw them tame the chaos of nature and from it build the
first villages. When My own children of the North failed in their
efforts to tend crops, I taught them to kill the lesser creatures for
their sustenance. When fire, and earth, water, and all the forces of
Nature encroached upon the civilizations of their people, I taught them
to turn the force in upon itself and bring Order where there was once
Chaos.


Yet they are but names. And there will be more for this epoch, as well.
But they shall be defined not only by My actions, but by those amongst
you with the fortitude to serve in My stead. There may be many, or, more
likely, there may be few, but those who do so will find guidance,
reward, and power.

Now that the fallacies have been swept away, should there still be
citizens of this age who would seek a place beside the Throne of the
Horizon, the Azure Minaret stands open to you. I, along with my servant
Sasvilya, await your arrival.


Galleus

Penned by my hand on the 15th of Lleian, in the year 140 MA.