Citizens of Manhattan, and most beloved brethren:
Urged by necessity, I, Loki, come to you as your king, and as an ambassador with a divine admonition to you.
An evil sorcerer has descended upon our kingdom to bring discord and suffering upon our people. Magus Caligari has used his knowledge of the darkest arts to bewitch our towne with the most dreaded Dragon Pox Curse. But now is not the time for cowardice.
This evil mage would come to us with demands of wealth, of bears and lions and hunting dogs on chains, mules packed with the gold of Araby. He would stand before me and demand control of my kingdom to end this pox. And you may be tempted to believe his promises of mercy. But trust Caligari and suffer! We came to this land several long years ago, and already, I have won Brooklyn towne for you. I have won the Queendom for you, I took Harlem and all of the land of Morningside, and the islands of Long and Staten. In the beginning, Caligari lived comfortably in our land, enjoying the fruits of our labor, but when his eyes became fixed on power, the sorcerer played a traitor. He left our land to learn these dark and mystic arts, and has returned to destroy the peace and prosperity that we have fought and died to achieve.
But we do not require, and will not seek, the help of traitors and thieves. It is far better that we should lose our lives than we should lose our honour and be reduced to beggary!
Among our ranks, there are men of great talent and skill, warriors and wizards far more powerful than the sorcerer who has set upon us. We will find a cure for this powerful hex. We will avenge the men that this criminal has murdered! For it is together that we prevail!