This story shall the good man teach his son … from this day to the ending of the world, but we in it shall be remembered. We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; for he today that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother; be he never so vile, this day shall gentle his condition; And gentlemen in England now abed shall think themselves accursed they were not here, and hold their manhoods cheap while any speaks that fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s Day

you once told me that we fight today so that others may live and be free tomorrow; that we fight today in order to live tomorrow

Beardponderer > Oh shush, you won one arguement

I Will Destroy All Who Seek To Destroy Me
-Oath to Vengence-

Fury and Faith will Best the Foe
-Argus Dava-

We Live to Serve
-Aris Mort-

Innocence Proves nothing

Victory needs no explanation, defeat allows none

Pain is an illusion of the sense, Despair and illusion of the mind