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[Isk]

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I, Isk, a Magincian, an author and father, the Magnate and founder of Humanis write this for you in dark times. Uncertain of what the result of this, my proposal, may be for myself, yet in the conviction that it will be to your interest to adopt it, I have ventured to write this, for you.

Sosarians there is no need to despair of our present position, however hopeless it may seem. Some of you have been told, others know and remember, how formidable the minor races were, not many years ago, and yet how at the call of virtue and duty you played a part not unworthy of your race, and entered the lists against them in defence of your lands. I remind you of this, Sosarians, because I want you to know and realize that, as no danger can assail you while you are on your guard, so if you are remiss no success can attend you. Learn a lesson from the former strength of the Hand of Humanis, which mastered by strict attention to humanity’s affairs within the realm of Trammel, and the present arrogance of our enemy the Court of Light, which discomposes us because we ignore every call of duty to do them harm.

But if anyone, my fellow humans, is inclined to think Molly too formidable, having regard to the extent of her existing resources and to our loss of most our power, she is indeed right, yet she must reflect that we too, men of the pure race, once held Nujelm, Minoc, and Vesper and had in our own hands all the surrounding territory, and that many of the Trammel guilds now in her service were then free and independent and were indeed more inclined to side with a just ally.

It was precisely by acting on false goodness that Molly and her allies hold more lands than our lord Lord British. Some she has seized by right of arms, others she has won by alliance and friendship. Why is elven deception worth more than racial right in today’s times?

Now like never before, if each citizen is ready to throw off his diffidence and serve the path of human destiny as he ought and as he best may, the rich paying, the strong fighting, if, briefly and plainly, you will consent to become your own lords, and if each will cease to expect that, while he does nothing himself, his neighbor will do everything for him, then, Fortune willing, you will recover our racial claims, you will restore what has been eroded by Molly’s vulture like beak, and you will turn the tables upon the Court of Light.

Do not believe that her present power is fixed and unchangeable. No, my friends; she is a mark for the hatred and fear and envy even of those who now seem devoted to her. One must assume that even her adherents are subject to the same passions as any other men. At present, however, all these feelings are repressed and have no outlet, thanks to your indolence and apathy, which I urge you to throw off at once!

For observe, my friends, the height to which the woman's insolence has soared; she leaves you no choice of action or inaction; she blusters and talks like a queen, according to all accounts; she cannot rest content with the influence she has acquired; she is always taking in more, seeking treaties and forming alliances everywhere casting her net round us, while we sit idle and do nothing.

When, Sosarians, will you take the necessary action? What are you waiting for? Until you are compelled, I presume. But what are we to think of what is happening now? For my own part I think that for a free race there can be no greater compulsion than shame for their position. Or tell me, are you content to ask the herald "Is there any news today?" Could there be any news more startling than that an elf is triumphing over humanity and settling the destiny of Trammel?

It seems to me, Sosarians, as if some daemon, out of delight for the conduct of our facet, had inspired Molly with this devilish activity. For if she did nothing more, but were willing to rest satisfied with what she has already manipulated and acquired, I believe some of you would be quite content with what must bring the deepest disgrace upon us and brand us as a facet of cowards. But by always attempting something new, always grasping at more power, she may possibly rouse even you, if you have not utterly abandoned hope.

Take a look at Nujelm. Shall we not man a fleet and seize it? Shall we not take the beach with at least a proportion of human troops, even now, if never before? Shall we not sail against Molly’s allied territory? The progress of the war, men of Sosaria, will itself discover the weak places in her devilish web, if only we make the effort; but if we sit here at home listening to the abuse and mutual recriminations of the propagandists, there is not the slightest chance of our getting anything done that ought to be done. . . .

Truly, Sosarians, I do think that Molly is drunk with the magnitude of her achievements and dreams of further conquests, when, elated by her recent success, she finds that there is none to bar her way for not even the Regency stands to deflect her grasp on Trammel’s throat. And she is choking the life from it!

But if, putting fear aside, we recognize that this woman is our enemy, who has for years been robbing and insulting our race, that wherever we once hoped to find help we have found hindrance, that the future lies in our own hands, and if we refuse to fight now in Nujelm, we shall perhaps be forced to fight in our lands if, I say, we recognize these facts, then we shall be done with idle words and shall come to a right decision.

For my own part, I have never yet chosen to court your favor by saying anything that I was not quite convinced would be to your advantage; my dedication to our race is proven countless of times for it was I who persuaded the Magincians to liberate Minoc of the drow in years past. It was I who caused explosions to shake the foundations of the Court of Light, a blast that I hoped would awaken you from your passivity. It was I who did this and many other things in favour of humanity. And now, keeping nothing back, I have given free utterance to my plain sentiments.