Augustus Reinke

The Brawler's Creed
We are the working class of fleet warfare.
We are the wall upon which the waves of the enemy crash.
We are expendable.
There are many of us, by the necessity of our duties.
But we are unique in our character, our creed.
We do not fly to survive
We fly the basest form of combat doctrine.
We take punishment, and deliver in kind.
We wear our losses as badges of honor.
Of proof that we had the desire to do what many do not.
There are only two ends for which we strive:
Victory,
Or glorious death