"Starve a hound long enough and it devours its master. The Marrians and their short lived so called Arcturian Empire were scarcely any better than the Anhalder dogs they fled from. Fled as they had, it only lasted a few months. My father and his brothers, his father, all of his cousins...they chose that mockery of a resistance against my namesake. He died too, of course, and left the kennel to mange, and suddenly the mightiest empire the Light has ever shone upon was gone. Our entire branch of the family, disinherited from this inferior kingdom - this new Kaiserreich. A quaint perversion of my grandfather's title of Imperator. All the Lavoy left either knelt or went into hiding, forced to shame for their choices. Little remains of our glory, and few remember the glory of our God and all her might."
"They'll know it all."