Keeper Thrasius, Viceroy of the Imperium,

10 years prior to the penning of this letter, your organization
rejected my attempt to reign in the rampant spread of "rogue"
Vampirism. To be honest, at this stage in my life, I could care
less about the state of your rogues or the strength of Blood.

This will be revenge, plain and simple for the scorn you had so
readily available for me. I am not now, and was not then, a man
to be trifiled with. As you are rarely available to be a victim
of my anger, those associates of yours within the Imperium will
suffice.

When the Imperium is prepared to pen a public apology to myself,
and when the Imperium cedes control of itself to a more apt
and progressive leader, the killings will stop.

No longer your rellyw,
Povox the Risen

Penned by my hand on the 10th of Ios, in the year 161 MA.