Posted - 2008.05.06 11:01:00 - [1]

 

Edited by: SirMolle on 07/05/2008 17:23:17
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The distant drums approach fast
The threat of war looms
Shifting allegiances
Amorphous pacts

These were the ties that you chose

A conflagration of war erupts
New Eden burns in every direction
Fear gives birth to madness
As chaos reigns

These were the strings tied to your limbs

The beat of the drums begin to change
The threads of fate shift once more
Even as the old rhythm echoes
A new one starts

This is the dance of the Ouroboros

The sun sets on a smoldering plain
The legion stands steadfast, eager, ready
This deathless horde
This band of brothers

This is the night of the First Day: A day that began almost two years ago, as a gift.

The Pendulum has swung in both directions, and it has shown us numerous facets of ourselves.

It gave us the most massive capital ship battle in New Eden, the magnitude of which is beyond words to describe. Yet even the battle of FT pales in comparison to the April 1st deception surrounding it, culminating in the sweetest honey trap ever seen in EVE.

We have all been witness to the destruction of five Titans, 2 friendly, and 3 hostile, twenty two thousand hostile battleships, two hundred and eighty five hostile carriers, three hundred hostile dreadnoughts, seven hostile motherships and an innumerable amount of cruisers, frigates, newbie ships and shuttles. We have seen the largest tactical withdrawal since we vacated the North, the scale of which leads many to disbelieve its viability, resulting in the largest power vacuum in the south since New Eden began.

This Brotherhood has borne the brunt of an assault of fleets numbering in the thousands, and it seemed that the entire universe of EVE was joining the bandwagon to finally bring us to our knees. We have seen our allies overwhelmed by the onslaught and fade into the darkness. Others have risen to become greater than they have ever been. The Great Powers of the outer regions of New Eden have changed so many times with the swaying of the Pendulum that the political map is so far now from what it was when this all began.

Yet at least one thing remains the same: we are still here. This Brotherhood is stronger now than it ever was before. It has stood the test of time and near insurmountable pressure, never doubting, never fearing, even during the siege of our beloved NOL, our home away from our birthplace of BKG. Perhaps now, everyone will know that we call ourselves a Band of Brothers not only because it sounds good. We do not exist because of great wealth. We do not exist because of force of numbers. We do not exist because of inspiring leadership. The credit for our continued existence and all of our achievements goes to each and every member of our corporations: our brothers.

This, New Eden, was our gift to you. We hope you enjoyed it. Now, as before, we sit amongst the veritable pantheon of deities in EVE, the moving forces behind all things. We claim our seat at the head of the table, as a new chapter begins.

With the dispersal of the last remnants of the invading forces, we now stop the swaying of the Pendulum. We have come full circle and are back to where we began, only fiercer, sleeker, quicker and simply sexier than we were two years ago.

Now let the bells of hades sound as we move on to new things.

Next, we will introduce you all.. to Max