People of Westcrown! Do not set down your arms!

Do not go back to your homes, quiet and obedient to the will of the queen! Do not melt in the rain, submissive to the desires of Élie Cotonnet! Evil yet walks among you, and he who shall rise up against it, shall achieve eternal glory and bliss!

We know that the voice of the convention, which was proclaimed as the voice of the people of Cheliax, is truly the voice of Evil, the voice of nobility appointed by Abrogail Thrune and not replaced by Aspexia de Litran. We know that Valia Wain, cleric of Iomedae, spoke against these nobles in the convention yesterday, and has not been seen since. We know that in the fighting yesterday, many of these nobles were indeed slain by the efforts of the brave citizens of Cheliax, but many more escaped: some by cowering in hidden places, some by flight, and some by foul murder of innocents by the dozen.

Do not let the sacrifices of the martyrs be in vain! Rise up, refuse to be pacified, die rather than allow the queen to again subjugate you to the whims of the devils' kin! Let those who serve Hell tremble before us, for ours is the cause of justice!