To Sir Donimir of Troy,
I have learned from a well-informed source you shall take part in the knights' tourney in Toussaint.
Putting aside the fact of that duchy's dubious reputation, loose morals, tendency for debauchery, drunkenness and lechery, the fact its noblewomen are said to ride around on horses topless, their enormous breasts bouncing in the breeze, for hours on end, and the fact its knights errant fight not for the hands of the above-mentioned ladies but for the hands and elsewise of each other, I must remind you that is terrain which to us, to the good subjects of the Northern Realms, is culturally foreign! If not hostile! For whoever is not with us is against us, and the so-called "neutral" reek of cowardice and treachery.
But allow me to get to the point. Since you insist on riding to Toussaint and consorting with drunken knights, at least make good use of the opportunity and give some Nilfgaardian a good hiding. For Redania!