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A Calling Home to Daeland


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Tilleadh dhachaigh; Gu Kin agus Cinnidhean

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~A depiction of Daelish men, having just dispatched of a bandit in Savoyard lands.~

Circa. 10th of Malin’s Welcome in the Year 54


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To our fellow Daelish bràithrean,

 

     It is time. It is time to return home into the embrace of Daeland and seek forth the opportunity that we have long sought after and struggled to obtain for so long. We are a people, strongest together, unified equally be it man to man, man to woman, clan to clan, brother to brother, and warrior to warrior. We are a people, not of rank nor title, be it bestowed, it shall be shared with pride among all the Daelish. We are Daeland. 
 

You can be warrior, knight,  of the religious cloth, heathen, blacksmith, or even the town drunk and you shall be embraced home, held tightly to the bosom of the Daeland and celebrated in jubilee by your brothers and sisters upon your arrival. Come home, We beg. Come home. Bring with you do chuideachd or clan, establish your home and lineage here, raise your offspring, create a life for you and your blood, bring them home.
 

Long have we been forlorn, rising and falling with each wave of cultural revolution, yet we stand here, ready to settle the Isles. We will fight, to create a place for you be it whatever you seek for your future, to place you among high and equal standing with all our kin. This is my word. My word is my blood. 

This. Is. Daeland.

 

Beannachadh Dhè,

 

Malcolm de Chlann (of Clan) Douglas, Hound of Daeland and Chlann Douglas, Sionadh of the A' Ghàidhealtachd

 

Gowther de Chlann (of Clan) Douglas, Stag of Daeland and Chlann Douglas, Sionadh of the A' Ghàidhealtachd

 

 



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Leanan wakes up from a nightly brawl in the saloon, looking over the page. "Aye! What they said!"

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"I can't believe they made a town after my friend -- Dark Dael. They have my upmost support." A masked man decreed, twirling the ferrum mustache that he donned.

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One Malcolm Douglas, wraps his arm about his brother, laughing and celebrating the growth of their peoples.

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Isla Brùn nodded upon regarding the missive, thereafter wandering off to find a certain Malcom Douglas with a wide grin reigning over her countenance.  

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Moriarty Moray, a cousin to the Douglas brothers, remained seated alongside Leanan.  A few certain grumbles and low howls escapes his ginger maw  “DAELAND!”  He exclaimed before his noggen soon met the countertop, thus finally succumbing to his intoxication. 

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Gowthur would howl in laughter as he sat next to his brother. "We've done it! We've focken done it!" he yelled, "Bring home the booze and bring home the Daelish!"

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