My empire's progress has stalled, I expected little resistance from the forests to the south, yet from them sprang forth a race even my demonic legions fear. The legates refer to them as Stern Judges, but I have learned their true name - Mahjarrat: 'the children of Mah'. Could they really be so? After my departure, could she have created more toys? They are but a fraction of myself and my old companion, yet I feel a connection with them, a shared ancestry - they are my younger siblings. Surely this is serendipity... or fate, should such a thing exist. I intend to take them under my wing. Within the empire they will rule as princes, and they shall be its inheritors. Until such a time, they shall be my envoys.