A message reaches the members of this Council.
Firstly, above all, I wish to congradulate both of my sons for their acheivements in the contest. Rumors have reached me of their prowess and it is my desire to tell each and everyone of you that I am incredibly rpoud of them. They will be fine leaders when my time has come and gone, but I fear we will need their skill even sooner.
I wish to announce with this message that we are now at war with the Western Roman Empire! This was not born out of my desire, but rather by dire circomstances. We I arrived near the roman city of Aquincum with my men, our supplies were low and we were weary of our long journey of many years. Thus, I sent an envoy to the Romans, hoping they would be more receptive now then when poor Duva met with them. My man was to tell them that we requested food, land and protection from the accursed Huns. In exchange, I offered the services of our people in their armies. I had thought that this way, we might both benefit and that our people would be finally safe after their long journey.
Yet the duplicitous Romans spat on my offer, throwing back the head of my hapless envoy over their great stone walls. My great host was enraged by this contemptuous act and so, with vengeance in our hearts with set about to surround the city and its paltry garrison, until they make ammends. In the meanwhile, we have convinced the inhabitants of the surrounding countryside to give us supplies and we have amassed enough to last a good while.
I hope that perhaps this misunderstanding will be resolved before the bulk of my people join me, but I want to be certain everyone will be wary of Roman attacks, in case things further degenerate.
King Visimar
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