The Making of Arms & Ether! Emperor's Prologue

Various and sundry little folk, (imps, hobgoblins, and sprites) appear to me in dreams and seek to steal my gold, my secrets, and my very vital essence. Instead of strangling them where they stand and watching in horror as they reanimate their godless corpses through some pagan power unknown and incomprehensible to me, I have decided to address their entreaties as best I can in this electronic missive you see now before you. May this act herald a new era of peace and bring to rest the eternal war between our realms.