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[Semper]

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It was a hot afternoon in the jungle climate of Jhelom. The town of fighters had been full of strife and bitterment since Gregory Ironhand had left. For many long years he had calmed the two warring clans of Jhelom, the Hand of Death, and the Brothers in Arms. Since his leaving however, the feud had become more bloody than ever. At its pinnacle however, there was a sudden 'cease fire' to the fighting.
On this day, Theodore, leader of the Brothers in Arms, gathered with his full clan in Jhelom's center where the teleporters were. Looking around he saw Norman, the leader of the Hand of Death, rear around the corner of a building with his host. They met each other at a focal point and did not say a word, just bowed their heads at each other. After bowing, the entire crowd turned and looked at the man walking towards them. The man was cloaked in a very dark blue with shadow armor. His hair had the same tint almost as his clothing. He carried a naked viking sword with no shield, and his cloak blew in the wind behind him. He approached the crowd and remained silent for a few seconds.
"Greetings warriors of Jhelom. Today is a grand day for you and yours, as your rivalry shall end this day. No longer will you stand divided, no longer will there be toil and duress in Jhelom" , said the man cloaked in dark blue.
Theodore stepped forward and replied, "On behalf of the Brothers in Arms, we lay down our banner, and unite under yours, Lord Semper."
After bowing to the man, Theodore stepped back to make way for Norman to step forward and say, "And I Norman, on behalf of the Hand of Death, abdicate any and all claims we have to any part of Jhelom, to you Lord Semper." Norman bowed and stepped back.
The two clans then merged with hand shakes and heartily salutes as the war between them had been commonplace since their fathers before them. After a minute they turned to Semper, the man in dark blue, and listened. Semper raised his great sword in the air above the crowd and said, "So shall it be written, shall be done. You are now warriors of the Order of the Incessant. Jhelom is now under the direct control of our Order."
The crowd let out yells of joy and agreement. It has begun in Jhelom.