*A hastily made poster populates the lands penned by Aengoth the Senile*
Debauchery
A corrupt endeavor often sought by many of the knife eared variety. I assure you however that due to my many years of fondling rocks in a cave I come to you as the best candidate you see today among these bandit rabble and turnip farmers. I'll have you know I've lived a very long time and have pleasured many a rock with a occasional few women here and there. Why is this important you may ask? Well I shall let you know, for I am in truth the Classic Grandfather of Jack Rovin for I slept with his grandmother on numerous scandalous events. From my loins came the great House Rovin centuries ago. As this is such I now then do press Decimus Rovin's rightful claim upon Vandoria and do seize it for my own. The spirit of my bastard grandchild ride with me in this endeavor and we shall see the distraught peasantry of Vandoria once again safely upon the melon farms working away. I recognize neither of my opponents as suitable opponents to my claim. The Wicked Magister smells of turnips and Wicked Kaneen looks like a squash. With Vandoria in my hands the Empire will remain ever stronger as we stomp the hunnic invaders who seek to bastardize our lands like the barbarians they are.
Accept Aengoth as your Lord and savior for I shall make Vandoria great again.
Ave Aengoth "the Hedonist"
Ave Horen
Ave Oren