The Ironsong Tribe

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*Kolem looks around to make sure no one is watching and begins mumbling to himself. Something about not believing he's doing this as he reaches up and pins a smudge stained paper to the totem.*

Strength, Honor, Heart, Soul
Words meaningless without trial.
Ironsingers, Blooded, Farseers, All

The Battles fought,
The Trials of friendship,
The Values of bonding.

Our numbers are vast,
Our spirits are strong,
Together we overcome.

Standing united in Strength,
Honored in each of our Hearts and Souls.
The Tribe.

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The last moot was truly a display of the finer arts. I'm so glad you recited this for us, Kolem, it is beautiful.