Written by: Dark Swordsaint Ulster, The Poet
Date: Sunday, January 20th, 2002
Addressed to: Haern, the Hunter
Hail Haern
I pray to you
May my
Personage be ready for
Heart stay true to
Spirit never waiver form
the cuse of the Infernals
May my
Enemies know
My wraith once gotten will never be retracted
Allies know
My word once given is worth more gold than in all the land
Freinds know
My sword once drawn means I will fight by their side regardless the cost
May my
Name cause fear in all that hear it
Sword strike true to purge the land of the weak and helpless
Expoits bring glory to myself, the Infernals and you Haern, the Hunter
May I stand
Tall
Proud and
Brave
Never to surrender
Never to knell
Never to be a disgrace
This I pray you do
If I fail take my life
If I waiver take my soul
If I desert turn your back in shame
For Honor, Srength and Glory
Hail Haern
Hail Infernals
May we reign supereme in the land of Aetolia and beyound
Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Lanosian, in the year 61 MA.
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