[ Look! I promised that one day Arthur would post without being on the brink of death, and here he is: prim and proper, dressed smartly in a deep red tunic, and Ready For Business. ]Greetings, people of Asgard. Many of you may already be familiar with my face, but please allow me to introduce myself once more.
I am Arthur Pendragon, Crown Prince and heir to the throne of Camelot - though I come before you today not for the nobility in my blood, but for that very same essence what ties our still-beating hearts together in this life. I come before you not as sovereign, but as a Traveller, one of many that has fought and bled for this land.
Today, I come in the name of Asgard, and all its people whose lives hang from a delicate thread in a dark and unavoidable future.
[ He pauses then and sits up a little straighter, lifts his chin in acknowledgement and esteem. ]In the time since the first Travellers were brought to Asgard, we have been set upon by all manner of attack, be it beasts of ice and fire or plagues of the body and mind. We have been met with hardship and strife, the likes of which could never have been foreseen, but we have held fast by the brave souls that would face all that comes to pass with their heads held high.
To these noble men and women, it is with every due honour and respect that I implore we band together and make the might of Asgard known. What I am proposing has been long in the making, both through the smaller efforts of such able bodied minds and the pleas of those that would see these efforts taken a step further: a formalised body of defence, to ensure the safety of this city and its residents.
We cannot rely on the Gods for their protection; we have only each other, but it is in the hearts of Men that you find a force greater than all else in creation. You find the will to survive, that stubborn beating drum that carries us forward through dark and difficult times until we come upon the light once more. We have gathered from across the high heavens to this place what turns boys into men, warriors into soldiers, and our strengths shine at their brightest when we stand together as one.
[ Another brief pause, and he lightens, smiles faintly. ]The choice is solely yours to make; my decision was made long ago, and I should be proud to lay down my life for yours, for my family and my friends. I would fight for you, and it would be my honour to fight
with you, so we might see this battle through to the very last. I am Arthur Pendragon, Traveller to Asgard, and I ask of you today to join me, as brothers and sisters in arms - as the guardians of this realm, for it is ours now to defend.
[ ooc; jfc this took forever to write gross sobbing anyhow. this is the IC post for the mod-approved, god-sponsored militia! though I've yet to receive word whether Odin will pick up our bar tab or not. :|a all information regarding the militia can be found here, and I am open to any and all questions on either post!
feel free to threadjack at will! ♥ ]