Kosh
'The' Yaztromo
Hark I hear cries of: 'why such blinding optimism' in the face of such an agonising snatching of yet another draw from the gaping maw of victory...
Fear ye not, for last night I had a portentous dream, featuring the taming of a great and lumbering bear. The creature was terrifying in it's snarling majesty, primitive in it's blood lusty way, as it did try to spill the claret from my blue and white heart. Yet I looked it in the eye, and at once a fey look came upon it's face... It cowered and ran from me... I felt empowered, I felt the light of Gods grace upon me... I awoke, to find myself in the foothills of the mountains of madness yes, but more sure - than ever I was; that justice will be done and we will gain a splendid and legendary victory this season.
This is our year.
This is our time now.
ALBION.
Kosh
Fear ye not, for last night I had a portentous dream, featuring the taming of a great and lumbering bear. The creature was terrifying in it's snarling majesty, primitive in it's blood lusty way, as it did try to spill the claret from my blue and white heart. Yet I looked it in the eye, and at once a fey look came upon it's face... It cowered and ran from me... I felt empowered, I felt the light of Gods grace upon me... I awoke, to find myself in the foothills of the mountains of madness yes, but more sure - than ever I was; that justice will be done and we will gain a splendid and legendary victory this season.
This is our year.
This is our time now.
ALBION.
Kosh