TEXT: To the Free and Proud People of the So-Called Disputed Territories, 
  and To those of My People which remain in Bondage,
  hear Ye now the Words of His Most Serene Highness
  Prince Olinstaad Corond, Lord of the Peaks of Haven,
  Chosen of Moradin, Defender of the Ulek States,
  Scourge of the Pomarj, Overseer of the Suss and Your True Sovereign:
  I come to lift you up.
  To the cowardly Despot Turrosh Mak, the whore Markessa,
  the faithless Allihandreia, the filthy cult of the Earth Worm,
  the puppeteers in the Scarlet Brotherhood,
  and all the mongrel humanoid races capable of understanding:
  I come to cast you down.
  To my Friends and Allies in the Sheldomar Valley, the City of Greyhawk, 
  the Forest of Celene and the Lortmil Mountains:
  I summon your aid.
  To every craftsman, adventurer and wanderer in my realm,
  To every dwarf, elf, halfling, half-orc and gnome,
  To every man, woman and child who can hold an axe,
  To all who hears these words or reads this proclamation:
  The time of the Reclamation is at hand.
  
SOURCE: textdata/thevault/Living Greyhawk/Metaorg Material/Ulek/RECLAMPROC.pdf