05-16-2014, 04:51 PM
Briar would walk to the edge of the clearing making up the area where the tavern was and lay his swords down before him, the blades parallel with pommels towards him. Slowly moving to kneel he would begin to speak, clearly and without shame.
"God of honour I call you, my sword is by my side.
I seek a life of honour, free from all false pride.
I will crack the whip, with a bold and mighty hail.
Cover me with death, if I should ever fail.
Glory. Majesty. Unity.
Hail to thee, Roland!"
The final words not quite a yell, but spoken loudly and with vigor.
"God of honour I call you, my sword is by my side.
I seek a life of honour, free from all false pride.
I will crack the whip, with a bold and mighty hail.
Cover me with death, if I should ever fail.
Glory. Majesty. Unity.
Hail to thee, Roland!"
The final words not quite a yell, but spoken loudly and with vigor.
OOG- Matthew Weaver Weapon and Armour Marshal
Briar is seen with swords at his hips and a tabard depicting a winged shield
Briar is seen with swords at his hips and a tabard depicting a winged shield