The rhythmic march of my legions is the only thing keeping this morning from being utterly tedious. Another border province secured, another pathetic so-called 'king' begging for clemency at my feet. Honestly, the lack of ambition in these neighboring realms is becoming an insult to my intelligence.
I grow tired of conquering mere dirt and peasants. I seek something... more substantial. Something ancient. Something with actual power behind its eyes.