I have intercepted a transmission, that impacted our relay network with such force, at first we thought it to be a solar eruption. It reads as follows;
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Puny flesh-things!
I, the envoy of the Mighty Krog Empire, am thoroughly insulted!
My gentle, kind-hearted and bloodthirsty people DEMAND to receive the first translation to our native tongue, despite the fact that it mostly consists of 700 subtle variations of the word \"MURDER\", and the rest is filled up by incoherent yelling, waving, and gunshots.
We also refuse to acknowledge that there\'s absolutely nothing we\'d actually need to be able to read in the game to be able to properly play it. Our fierce and noble pride in the genocides committed by our forefathers would never allow it.
Yours truly,
Krog Kroglax, High Mangler-Lord of Gorestain Prime.
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That, and seventeen pages of crayon drawings in a color disturbingly reminiscent of dried blood, depicting various and inventive scenes of huge, burly, spiky creatures maiming humans, no doubt intended as a subtle indicator of what might happen if their most polite request were to be refused.