04-14-2009, 09:17 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-14-2009, 09:18 AM by MasterZero.)
"I take it my wife is okay?" Hunter asked Mickal before turning to his comrades. He knew things were bad, and many of his troops were low on morale. Only one way to solve that, he realized. A speech...
"Our enemies are nearing. Though things are dark, though we may have lost great warriors, we are still Saxon! The fire that is our soul will burn forever! We will not give up! We will not falter! We will not lose!" the wolf man yelled. "I know, many of you believe me weak. I know. But no longer can we just fight amongst ourselves! Now, we fight for our very survival! These armies, our enemies, wish to wipe us from existence! We can not allow this! Think of all the mighty War Lords and Champions of our people! Each of them faced death, and doom, and yet fought on! Fought until they, the Saxon, had won! It time again for our people to face death, and once again we, the great Saxon Kingdom. Shall. Remain. VICTORIOUS!" Hunter roared, and thrust his fist into the air.
"Our enemies are nearing. Though things are dark, though we may have lost great warriors, we are still Saxon! The fire that is our soul will burn forever! We will not give up! We will not falter! We will not lose!" the wolf man yelled. "I know, many of you believe me weak. I know. But no longer can we just fight amongst ourselves! Now, we fight for our very survival! These armies, our enemies, wish to wipe us from existence! We can not allow this! Think of all the mighty War Lords and Champions of our people! Each of them faced death, and doom, and yet fought on! Fought until they, the Saxon, had won! It time again for our people to face death, and once again we, the great Saxon Kingdom. Shall. Remain. VICTORIOUS!" Hunter roared, and thrust his fist into the air.