Posted

Jan 27th 2007

Mood

Inspired

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Brothers! Tonight we stand upon the eve of holy battle! The Emperor has chosen us, brothers, his swift and deadly Star Foxes to go forth and deal death to all those who would oppose them! The blood of mutants, xenos, heretics, and all manner of foul miscreants shall be shed by our claws, our swords and bolts and shells! None may stand before us, for are we not Space Marines? The Emperor's loyal servants, unto death? As our ranks advance, so shall our devotion! The howling of our bolters, the shriek of our chainswords, and the cries of our enemies' deaths are the most pleasing prayer to the Emperor, and there shall be a shortage of none! Prepare yourselves, brothers, to go forth in His holy name, to administer His holy Justice! Always forward, brothers, always forward! For the Emperor!

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- The words of Master Chaplain Pius of the Star Foxes Second Company, the eve before their entry into the Adventurer's Guild's Mini Grand Tournament.

Wish me luck!