Hail Imperial Knights,
We are the shields of Cyrene,
We are the blades of Cyrene,
Our armours and cerulean banners gleaming in the lights!

Hail noble Defenders of the Twelve Tables,
No snow nor lightning shall defeat our promenade,
No adversary nor folly shall prevail over our cascade,
Our ferocity and unyielding loyalty echoing in fables!

Hail valiant Guards of the Cerulean Spire,
With falcons soaring over the azure skies with their eyes sagacious,
With totems roaring against the gates, their runes ever tenacious,
Our honour and exalted gallantry inspiring even the most brash squire!

Hail genteel Constables of the Heart of Vashnars,
May our mastery in warcraft and lorecraft inform our charge,
May our duty in chivalry previse us for the tasks perilous and large,
Our prowess and glory destined to forever scintillate in the stars!


-D.L.


Penned by my hand on the 14th of Scarlatan, in the year 392 AF.