I am Cyash, Lady of the Necrontyr. Know that thy defeat was assuredly ordained, as all things are, and as is said in the bible given to you by your ancestors, in the second book of Chronicles:
Behold that I am no Nebuchadnezzar, but rather closer to Cyrus, my namesake, I shall not despoil your temples, nor shall I slay you out of hand. I shall however, explain in full why thy god has seen fit to place you into my hands. There are many among you who think that the will of the Creator is to oppress others, deny them their ways and take them into persecution, be it homosexuals, nekomimi, or any other type of personage who does not do murder and iniquity upon others.
Your pride and refusal to admit your errors, and make peace with the Greater Pony Herd, whose war with you was only declared upon your assault upon their ambassadors and your great plans to do murder. You surely knew that to set all things in rightness was your duty, and yet, as Achan the son of Zerah trespassed against the Lord by keeping an accursed thing from the city of Jericho against the express will of the Lord, so you have kept up the ways of the Dark Harvest and in so doing, defied the implicit will of the Lord thy God and so allowed thy kingdom to become accursed in the eyes of the Creator.
You generals shall lead the march, and shall have placed upon your necks the hooves of Senator Corona and Twilight of the Greater Pony Herd, as Joshua Judge of the Israelites bade his captains do unto the Amorite kings. But behold that I am merciful, and I shall not demand that you be hanged for your iniquities.
You shall march with not less than thirty thousand warriors of your armies, equipped with full weapons and vehicles unto the city of Gerry, where you will be disarmed and your weapons melted down into ingots that will be used only for agricultural equipment for your people. Then you shall march upon foot back from Gerry to your great city of Jonesboro, and three times around that city, yourselves wearing bronze shackles, and then, we shall enter the city of Jonesboro, and assess for ourselves the treasures of that city, and one third shall be offered outside the city in a burnt offering to the Creator, one part taken to treasuries of the Thurasid Dynasty, and a third part used to build a new place in Jonesboro to honour the God of Mercy who has given Turtleshroom into my hands.
In the city of Jonesboro I shall cause to be built a new cathedral honouring the Lord that has raised up the Necrontyr to teach you the error of your pride and your cruelties, and we shall specify its form within the proscriptions of your God, and we shall also in that city cause to be created a great monument to our victories over you, in the form of a pyramid that you shall not easily become stiff-necked and prideful again and once more think that the Lord is not able to lay you low at His leisure.
Furthermore shall the City of Gerry become forever ours to govern as we see fit, as you stole it in iniquity and falsehood, so shall it be taken from you forevermore.
Then we shall negotiate new terms of a new treaty of peace between yourselves, the Necrontyr Empire, and the Greater Pony Herd, and the levies and monies we will have further from you, and of the new laws that you must pass upon all those in your domain to end the inquiries of state-enforced racism, of false imprisonment and of a multiplicity of other wicked persecutions that you have done.
Recall though that we are merciful, and in all these things if you return to the path of purity laid out for you by the Lord thy God and do worship in thy ways without persecuting others unduly and unjustly, and do pay this tribute and make amends as we specify, the many captives we have taken from your people shall be returned, save only those judges we have slain for corrupting the Natural Laws given by God, who have been put to death.
This is the proclamation of Cyash, Lady of the Thurasid Dynasty, and of the Necrontyr: So let it be written, so let it be done.
The Lord, the God of their ancestors, sent word to them through his messengers again and again, because he had pity on his people and on his dwelling place. But they mocked God’s messengers, despised his words and scoffed at his prophets until the wrath of the Lord was aroused against his people and there was no remedy. He brought up against them the king of the Babylonians, who killed their young men with the sword in the sanctuary, and did not spare young men or young women, the elderly or the infirm. God gave them all into the hands of Nebuchadnezzar. He carried to Babylon all the articles from the temple of God, both large and small, and the treasures of the Lord’s temple and the treasures of the king and his officials. They set fire to God’s temple and broke down the wall of Jerusalem; they burned all the palaces and destroyed everything of value there.
Behold that I am no Nebuchadnezzar, but rather closer to Cyrus, my namesake, I shall not despoil your temples, nor shall I slay you out of hand. I shall however, explain in full why thy god has seen fit to place you into my hands. There are many among you who think that the will of the Creator is to oppress others, deny them their ways and take them into persecution, be it homosexuals, nekomimi, or any other type of personage who does not do murder and iniquity upon others.
Your pride and refusal to admit your errors, and make peace with the Greater Pony Herd, whose war with you was only declared upon your assault upon their ambassadors and your great plans to do murder. You surely knew that to set all things in rightness was your duty, and yet, as Achan the son of Zerah trespassed against the Lord by keeping an accursed thing from the city of Jericho against the express will of the Lord, so you have kept up the ways of the Dark Harvest and in so doing, defied the implicit will of the Lord thy God and so allowed thy kingdom to become accursed in the eyes of the Creator.
You generals shall lead the march, and shall have placed upon your necks the hooves of Senator Corona and Twilight of the Greater Pony Herd, as Joshua Judge of the Israelites bade his captains do unto the Amorite kings. But behold that I am merciful, and I shall not demand that you be hanged for your iniquities.
You shall march with not less than thirty thousand warriors of your armies, equipped with full weapons and vehicles unto the city of Gerry, where you will be disarmed and your weapons melted down into ingots that will be used only for agricultural equipment for your people. Then you shall march upon foot back from Gerry to your great city of Jonesboro, and three times around that city, yourselves wearing bronze shackles, and then, we shall enter the city of Jonesboro, and assess for ourselves the treasures of that city, and one third shall be offered outside the city in a burnt offering to the Creator, one part taken to treasuries of the Thurasid Dynasty, and a third part used to build a new place in Jonesboro to honour the God of Mercy who has given Turtleshroom into my hands.
In the city of Jonesboro I shall cause to be built a new cathedral honouring the Lord that has raised up the Necrontyr to teach you the error of your pride and your cruelties, and we shall specify its form within the proscriptions of your God, and we shall also in that city cause to be created a great monument to our victories over you, in the form of a pyramid that you shall not easily become stiff-necked and prideful again and once more think that the Lord is not able to lay you low at His leisure.
Furthermore shall the City of Gerry become forever ours to govern as we see fit, as you stole it in iniquity and falsehood, so shall it be taken from you forevermore.
Then we shall negotiate new terms of a new treaty of peace between yourselves, the Necrontyr Empire, and the Greater Pony Herd, and the levies and monies we will have further from you, and of the new laws that you must pass upon all those in your domain to end the inquiries of state-enforced racism, of false imprisonment and of a multiplicity of other wicked persecutions that you have done.
Recall though that we are merciful, and in all these things if you return to the path of purity laid out for you by the Lord thy God and do worship in thy ways without persecuting others unduly and unjustly, and do pay this tribute and make amends as we specify, the many captives we have taken from your people shall be returned, save only those judges we have slain for corrupting the Natural Laws given by God, who have been put to death.
This is the proclamation of Cyash, Lady of the Thurasid Dynasty, and of the Necrontyr: So let it be written, so let it be done.




