A Wise prophet travelling from the complex mountain ranges of the reach to the vast grass steppe of Gal Gorug Ching once said

"Knarr the mighty! Knarr the unerring! Knarr the unassailable! To you we give praise!

We are but maggots, writhing in the filth of our own corruption! While you have ascended from the dung of mortality, and now walk among the stars!

But you were once man! Aye! And as man, you said, "Let me show you the power of Knarr Scrawnhammer, born of the North, where my breath is long winter. I breathe now, in royalty, and reshape this land which is mine. I do this for you, Red Legions, for I love you." [note 1]

Aye, love. Love! Even as man, great Knarr cherished us. For he saw in us, in each of us, the future of Knarraan! The future of Malkoran!

And there it is, friends! The ugly truth! We are the children of man! Knarr is the true god of man! Ascended from flesh, to rule the realm of spirit!

The very idea is inconceivable to our Oathmead overlords! Sharing the heavens with us? With Knaarites? Ha! They can barely tolerate our presence on Malkoran!

Today, they take away your faith. But what of tomorrow? What then? Do the Oaths take your homes? Your businesses? Your children? Your very lives?

And what does the Sludgehammers Empire do? Nothing! Nay, worse than nothing! The Imperial machine enforces the will of the Oathmeads! Against its own people!

So rise up! Rise up, children of the Malkoran! Rise up, Knaarites! Embrace the word of mighty Knarr, he who is both man and Divine!

For we are the children of man! And we shall inherit both the heavens and the earth! And we, not the Oathmeads or their toadies, will rule Knaaraan! Forever!

Terrible and powerful Knarr! We, your unworthy servants, give praise! For only through your grace and benevolence may we truly reach enlightenment!

And deserve our praise you do, for we are one! Ere you ascended and the Eight became Nine, you walked among us, great Knarr, not as god, but as man!

Trust in me, Knaaraan! Trust in Ramson! For I am the chosen of Knarr! I alone have been anointed by the Ninth to spread his holy word!"


My response was this "Hello, my friend! If you seek knowledge about mighty Knarr, you have most certainly come to the right person. In mortal life, Knarr was a crustaceon possessed of unmatched tactical skill, limitless wisdom and the power to see into men's hearts. Knarr mastered the power of the Voice, and with it he united the lands of men into a great Empire. In southern lands, he was known by the name The Whisperer. Here in Knaaraan, we honor him by his proper Knaarite name. So great was his reign in life, when he ascended to the heavens he was made lord of the Divines. If you want to know more, I'm sure you can find any number of tomes on the subject."