Gentlemen, make yer mark
The Arcanacon Charter, to be signed by all players at the Warmachine/Hordes National Open...
Arcanacon Charter
We gather on this, the 26th day of January, first month of the year marked 2008, to form a solemn brotherhood.
We swear our oath upon this new vessel, the ship dubbed Arcanacon, hosting the Australian Nationals, symbol of our undying contest. We swear to fight ably and fairly amongst each other, and against any and all threats to our safety or liberty, avowing that an enemy of one is an enemy of all.
We promise furthermore to obey the orders of our Captain first, for in the tournament his word is law. Each man shall also heed the officer or officers placed above him in turn, including the Tournament Organisers, Convention Staff, and Rules Judges, as is their due.
We avow to lend our strength and cunning against any vessel or adversary named by our Captain or his proxies, heedless of peril or the threat of the law. Aboard Arcanacon, the Captain's word is law, and we sever ourselves from the laws of the mainland. In the end may the ocean take us into her embrace, and let us leave this world remembered as true and steadfast until the bitter end.
Let no quarter be asked, and none given. May the best general win.
Arcanacon Charter
We gather on this, the 26th day of January, first month of the year marked 2008, to form a solemn brotherhood.
We swear our oath upon this new vessel, the ship dubbed Arcanacon, hosting the Australian Nationals, symbol of our undying contest. We swear to fight ably and fairly amongst each other, and against any and all threats to our safety or liberty, avowing that an enemy of one is an enemy of all.
We promise furthermore to obey the orders of our Captain first, for in the tournament his word is law. Each man shall also heed the officer or officers placed above him in turn, including the Tournament Organisers, Convention Staff, and Rules Judges, as is their due.
We avow to lend our strength and cunning against any vessel or adversary named by our Captain or his proxies, heedless of peril or the threat of the law. Aboard Arcanacon, the Captain's word is law, and we sever ourselves from the laws of the mainland. In the end may the ocean take us into her embrace, and let us leave this world remembered as true and steadfast until the bitter end.
Let no quarter be asked, and none given. May the best general win.