"There was one other time in our organization's history that we had an ally. That ally departed the dimension to places unknown about a year before the Relorian movement launched by the Sons Of Plunder from within the Starclan. They were a great and powerful people who we honestly respected. You remind us a lot of them..
"You asked why we seek your empire in particular to align ourselves with as we enter this brave new world of making a proper name for ourselves. Truthfully, it can not be anyone else that we choose to be our first ally in this new stage of our development. You understand this world in much the same way that we do. We see it not as a place for political gambles and war games, but as a beautiful place of faith and love and hope. The difference, up until now, has been how we have chosen to interpret this truth."
As the two talked, Sirius materialized two apples in his hand, offering one to his Relorian friend.
"This is a Sky Apple, grown in Sky Island. Tastes like a normal apple, I suppose, only a bit more fresher and natural. I offer this to you today, as first of all, a small token of our desire to become friends with your people, and secondly, for symbolic reasons. The Sky Apples only grow one season every seven years. They are currently in bloom. They symbolize new beginnings to our people."
He took a bite of his apple.
"Mister Emperor, we have chosen your people because you chose the right path. A path of peace and of appreciation for the world, not of violence and aggressiveness."