» Wed Aug 25, 2010 11:01 am
For the glory of Cyrodiil! Once, we Imperials were slaves to the foul and sadistic Ayleids, but no longer. With the favor of the Nine, we rose to defeat our former slavemasters and conquer Tamriel. Under the covenent formed between Al-Esh and our beloved patron Akatosh, we rose from nothing. By the glory of Shezarr and his avatar, Pelinal, sent unto us to assist us in eradicating the Mer who tormented us and by the glory of his companions, Al-Esh and Morihaus, our power and influence has spread to teach the savages of the other provinces some manners. By the divinity of Reman Cyrodiil in his noble birth and connection to the Chim-el Adabal, we also give thanks. From the historic text of Remanada, "And in the child's forehead was the Chim-el Adabal, alive with the dragon-fires of yore and divine promise, and none dared obstruct Sed-Yenna when she climbed the steps of White-Gold Tower to place the babe Reman on his Throne, where he spoke as an advlt, saying I AM CYRODIIL COME." Of course, last, but not least, the great Cyrodiilic hero known as Tiber Septim, founder of our glorious empire who, through apotheosis, rose to the rank of god and became the divine Talos, is also with us. Our enemies crumble at our feet. What reason do we, the chosen people of the Nine, have to fear the lesser peoples under our rule? For Cyrodiil, for the Imperials, and for the emperor, long live the empire! Arcta an bala av Cyrod!
