
A great king, of true Greek blood will rise soon, Strategos, one to equal the great Achilles, and crush the foul simulacrum Makedonians where they stand the bloated, turgid Seleukids from all sides the backward, power-drunk Egypt back to Tartarus and Rome. We Greeks could rule the world- Alexander did, the world was his from Greece to the far Indus- but his blood was tainted.


Hail, Strategos, all-powerful Polemarchis! We are your loyal peoples, and we have long been ready for war.
