Hear me, Sapience, for I am Her Heir.

We, the Divine Cult of the Sky, set before you a challenge: Midwinter approaches this coming week, and with it, we would see Her fed. To this end, I present for you an offering contest: Offerings have just been reset. I shall keep tally for ten weeks time, and award to the most prolific of you hunters 1,000,000 gold, each across four discrete categories.

1,000,000 gold For the best hunter Within Her Cult that has not yet ascended to the 200th Circle,
1,000,000 gold For the best hunter Within Her Cult that has ascended to the 200th Circle,
1,000,000 gold For the best hunter in greater Sapience that has not yet ascended to the 200th Circle, and
1,000,000 gold For the best hunter in greater Sapience that has.

I care not from where you hail, to what you devote your life, what oaths move you in this world, for all that is lies beneath the broad horizon of Her Sky. A Merry Midwinter to all of you, and to all, a good hunt.

Heir of the First,
Aliyah Torineach, Skyborn

Transcribed by my scribe on Tisday, the 14th of Sapiarch, in the year 20 AC.