My loyal subjects, it is with great sadness that I address you. One of our own has fallen in battle. Our loyal and trusted defender of food-stuffs is unwell. There is hope that she may be revived in time, but her vassals will die without her protection. Already the produce has passed on, only the fancy lettuce and pre-packaged capsicum has survived, but the latter will not last long. For now we must fight the mould scourge and prevent the stench of damnation from taking hold. May help honour you with its presence speedily and may you be an easy fix.
Long Live The Empire, Long Live Vercadina.
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