[FrankTrollman]

Tien Chi is the middle kingdom, the celestial empire which stands at the apex of the world. It is the center, and the barbarian realms which surround it are simply pale reflections of the glory which is known as Tien Chi.

We have made entreaties to Arcocephale to accept a fair border between our nations: the so-called "golden era" taking place in the North where the barbarians live, and the clestial empire of Tien Chi staying at the center around which the world moves. However, Arcocephale has remained silent. If they do not respond to our missives and continue to build hordes of barbarians along our borders, we will be forced to consider this an acceptance of world without end. We have seen the power of your magic and we laugh.

If Arcocephale does not agree to terms, we shall be forced to march upon their capitol and burn the temples of Arcocephale to the ground. Our armies on the border have proven in battle that they want for nothing in their ability to destroy the armies of Arcocephale, and they shall continue to do so.

On a lighter note, we also note that Pangea has adopted a much more reasonable position. The animal spirits of the Pan are perfectly capable of cavorting harmlessly in the forests beyond the Middle Kingdom forever. Naked, and to the limits of their experiences content, the Pan may continue to do as they have done for generations to come. We have nothing that they need, and they have nothing that we want. Surely there is no cause for strife between our kingdoms.

It is for this reason that the celestial masters, in their immense wisdom, propose a border with Pangaea to last a thousand years:

We cede a line of provinces to the Pan: 111, 113, 112. Anything south of that may rightfully be considered the territory of the Age of Revelry.

The Great Catsby has Spoken