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Look's like we are doing a frontal assault. Um, anyone want to do a St. Crispin's Day speech while we wait for the Elemental?
Doc will provide covering fire when the breach is open.
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This day hath seen the end of Smolderheart.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is named,
And rouse him at the thought of giants slain.
He that shall live this day and see old age
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say "Tomorrow Smolderheart was killed"
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say "These wounds I had from giant foes."
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he today that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in Greyhawk now a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon the Hill Giant's Stead.