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 ur realm is beset upon. Foul and corrupt Midgards invade our lands and bring malice and mayhem.
Treacherous and Evil Albions breach our borders and bring war and pestilence upon us . If the wrath
of our enemies and the burden of blows upon our brow is not enough, then there is the internal struggle
we face. The struggle beyond and of the veil. The forces that seek to sunder Hibernia. To cleave from it
all that is pure, all that is wholesome and to leave a barren husk for our enemies to glean upon.
This shall not be I say! Elf, Firbolg, Celt and Lurikeen, unite! Stand not in the shadows and cower in
fear as Hibernia withers. Rather I say, rather I command, gather yourselves into the light and let the
sun burst forth from your polished shields and keen blades, let it shine into the darkness and bring woe
to those who chastise our land.
Gather yourselves into an army, well trained and well equipped. Take upon your selves this emblem:
The proud Stag set upon a field of green with the warm golden Sun of Hibernia shining upon its back.
Recruit, train and stand vigilant.
Be faithful and true to one another and you shall not fail.
Co-Founder of the Fianna, 2001
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