Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-25975584-20160501164811/@comment-25975584-20160507061652

A transmission on all frequencies, and in the (widely understood) Terranic tongue is sent out, albeit in an archaic form:

"Monsters, demons, death incarnate, the soldiers of the apocalypse, we have been called many things. But, it appears here we were, until very recently a myth. Forgotten, the subject of fairy tales, rumors spread from race, to race and dubious histories from ages long past. This is a source of endless amusement for us. That our greatest enemies have forgotten what we did. That we felled their empire! That we dashed their armies! That we ended the age of man with a war that lasted millenia! That we covered their homeworld under block upon block of city! We are the Krell, the warriors of the gods, the butchers of 7 and a half thousand species, the destroyers of over 1 and a half thousand worlds! We have some simple demands to make:

Surrender all arms, and armor.

Convert to the true faith.

Accept your servitude, and serve your new masters in whatever manner they deem fit.

Or die as sacrifices to the Gods above, in the glory of battle!