Short letter to Horm

Brother Dearest,
We wanted to send off a few words to you to cheer your heart! The emperor of Nilfgaard, Emhyr var Emreis, Deithwen Addan yn Carn aep Morvudd, who we have long suspected to be none other than our paternal brother, the never-acknowledged fruit of our father’s loins, has won the war which has for so long stood between us and proper peacetime knightly entertainments. Redania is ours at last! Drink a sea of wine to that and kiss every beautiful lady you can grab! We needn’t add our wishes for you to win that silly tourney, for that goes without saying. You will win, it’s certain!

Your Loving Brothers,
Orm
Gorm
Torm
and Gonzalez