“Oh ye faithful, attend! Let be known these words on the wicked plight of yon Plutonian Invaders. For yae, they have come unto this world in the guise of men, and have over millenia beguiled the innocents into the following of their wicked ways. They are the weak who would claim equality for all; they are the plunderers who steal from the poor. They are the ones who make unfair laws, and use those laws to compel the innocents to protect them. They hide behind innocent cultures, and besmirch those in who’s shadows they crouch. They shackle the weak into endless labour, the poor into endless debt, and the ill into endless suffering. They do this by riding the laws they have written, using armies to quell individuals, and with their control over governments and houses of finance; they feed the masses with rude poisons that rob them of their souls. The water, under the eyes of the pious, is red and bitter with wormwood. The grains of the fields grow tall and strong, by nature of the Plutonian’s foul chemicals, but they give the innocents rashness of mind and terrible fears and angers, turning them against their own families. The cows and herds are huge, but sickly fetid, their dying infusing their flesh with ghastly life. These poisons all come from one source, one Holy place from where the Astral Light was wrenched by foul hands, and smeared with blood. They have taken that which their God told them was the most holy, never to be touched, and they have cast it into His face in contempt. They have taken the pleasures of man and made them vices, they have twisted the laws to suit their whims, and left the innocents to die a slow, horrible and almost unknowing death, for the Plutonians, author of these profane deeds, were hidden in their guises of ordinary men.”

“But they are seen! Their wicked actions have been found out! He who ye most trusted has been found, holding the knife that you wear in your back. And the Plutonians, startled by the sudden light, can only cry in fear as you exact a fitting vengeance.”

“Their crime is polluting the body and corrupting the soul; their punishment can only be death. They have traded their immortal soul for a ha’pence-worth of pleasure; and now they will die, and be no more.