Viewscreens across the Kzinti Empire flicker to life with the seal of the Imperial Riit family shining forth, indicating that an official message from the Patriarch will soon follow. As the emblem fades, the regal image of the Patriarch takes its place. Even though countless parsecs separate most of the Kzinti from their sovereign, the sheer power of his regal presence is overwhelming to many. As with all Kzinti warriors, there is also the hint of barely-leashed ferocity underlying his majestic demeanor, as light glints off the visible tips of razor-sharp fangs. The Patriarch begins to speak:

"My loyal subjects and brave Heroes, I am extremely pleased with our progress in this new galaxy. Our dominion has expanded four-fold and the Kzinti now stalk the lands of many worlds. There have been foes both strong and pathetic, but they were all unable to withstand our relentless assault. Some were completely surprised, and others were paralyzed by fear as we pounced upon their worlds and devoured them. There were a few foes who fought courageously, such as these Fremen from the desert planet Arrakis, who fought like cornered terrenki!" The Patriarch slightly nods his head in a show of respect to these fierce rivals. "The Kzinti have asserted their rightful dominance and surpassed their 'imperium'. Many of our brave t’kzintar fell in battle, and died with honor, giving their lives to the Empire. We have made great progress, but many worlds still lie fallow under the control of other civilizations. Any brave Heroes who have not yet allied themselves with us are welcome to join the Kzinti in subjugating the lesser species." The Patriarch bares his fangs in challenge to the rest of the galaxy. "The hunt continues! We are very very hungry…"

Sentient species taste better...