This past weekend saw tournaments, awards by way of fireballs, a new knight belted, and a new group ascend. The group goes by the name of Invictus and is made (mostly) of former members of Grimloch. While these are primarily seasoned players, its always hard to start something new. We wish Invictus the best, and look forward to seeing them on the field.
William Ernest Henley
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thanks whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head if bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looks but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.