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Greetings to thee, my friend,
My home is thy home for the duration of thy stay.
The comforts thee seek are mine to give.
And I give them graciously.
Lord of the Ancient Order
of the
Guardians Sept
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“Celtic Warrior”
A specter from the long dead past appears superimposed on the lifeless and shrouded plain. Slowly the appearance becomes more visual, cloak billowing outward behind, merging with the blazing ember shaded windswept tresses. Thighs tightened against the flanks of the quivering steed. For a moment they are as one. Sunlight glints off the tremendous sword elevated on high, prepared for combat.
Out of a vaporous cloud of caliche the resplendent pair emerge. The clamor to battle heeded. Trod down inequity, strike and hurl the sword into depravity, preserve the blameless, Herculean strength and apocalyptic revenge is heaped upon those who would be heartless toward their fellowman.
Onward they gallup persuing those who would cause hostilities and devestation famine and conflict. Seeking out those who would cause chaos and agony. The bravery of this warrior is prodigious, for right is upon it's side.
The greater our urgency, the specter, becomes increasingly available. Its Herculean intensity and majestic courage are at our disposal. It will return again and again as our need for it becomes apparent. We will never be without it, for it is always there.
I took the What Mythological Creature Are you? test by
peacefulchaos> !
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