To all members of House Bouchard,

While cowering in Bloodloch, have you ever stopped and asked yourself
why you are being hunted? After all, you did nothing to personally
offend the Imperium or any of its members. The only thing that holds you
in this hunt is the unrestrained obstinance of your leader, Procell. It
is for him that your Blood is spilt; it is for him that you must walk
the night in fear. His refusal to negotiate at all with Imperial demands
is the sole reason for your death. Whatever propaganda he may attempt to
feed you, there is no great and Noble cause that you are dying for, no
proud and virtuous tradition. The actual House Bouchard died long ago,
and this current rotting phantom of a House was simply Procell's tantrum
after not being allowed into the Imperium. For the record Procell, the
Imperium is still not accepting 'White Sharks', 'Smooth criminals', or
'Sunrunners'. I suggest instead that you go prowl about the docks with
the other 'Smooth Criminals'.

If any members of House Bouchard refuse to be discorporeated for
Procell's arrogance any longer, then please do contact me. I shall place
you within the Imperium, and you shall be hunted no longer. I assure
you, it is refreshing to be on the winning side of this conflict. Why
destroy yourself in vain over the efforts of one man? Come, forsake
Procell, and join the Imperium, where you may truly learn what it means
to defend a proud and Noble tradition.

As a special note to all thralls of Bouchard: think of what it means to
be Embraced within Bouchard. Do you wish to eternally be tied to a dying
rogue House? Forsake your decievers, and you will be welcomed into the
Colloquium of Cognates. There you will be raised in proper fashion, and
be Embraced into Nobility.

Decide wisely,
- Khalifa Tzevi Bahir'an, Imperial Viceroy

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Lanosian, in the year 180 MA.