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π“…‡ Saqr Mujahid Squadron π“…‡
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π“…‡ The Qalasheen Volunteer Squadron, Also known as the Falcon Mujahid Squadron deep in Mountain territory π“…‡

β€œIn the name of God, The Most Merciful, The Most Gracious, All power belongs to him, and Him alone. To my brothers and sister of truth, long ago we had been dealt a blow of great oppression by the hands of the world, tossed out of our homes, as we marched across our barren land, turning to watch our homes a fire. Many of us remember the bitterness of those restless nights, our stomachs churned and sisters sick.

Oh my brothers, now the greater world now faces these tragedies. We come from a line of strong and great men, who put their blood and sweat and lives before God and sold it cheaply for his service. Now, in this trying time, we see the caravans drive further and further south, their faces much like our own in the past, beaten, burnt, and shrunken from starvation.

The world turned on us in our time of need, in our time of dying and struggle, But we are not those men. We are Men of the Furrusiya, Our times of struggle have made us the Knights of Faith and sacrifice we are today. Had we been lesser men, we would turn on them as they did us.

But we are not those men, We are Qalasheen, We are Farfolks, In our hearts beat the oneness of God almighty and the strengthening call to fight against the tyrant.

So with this message we call all true men of the Qalasheen, To come on, Let us enflame all fronts! Paradise is God’s promise, so strive to it before Death, indeed the sheath won’t cover a furious sword drawn by a ferocious lion, incited by the bereaved mothers whose honor was stolen by the kaffirs!

So come oh men who love death, just as they love their lives, let us break off the chains of the mountain and let us thunder the valleys with the neighs of the horses, sparking flame from their hooves, let us strike their hearts in the mountains as our call of prayer echoes around them, and let us turn this land blessed with our blood, turning it fertile and plentiful like the rose gardens of our old cities of Damashq!

Find Zubayr Bin Shamil, Find your brothers, and join us to drive the enemy back.”


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π“…‡ The new Banner of the Saqr Mujahid Squadron. π“…‡


Formed on 8th of The Deep Cold, Year 241 of the Second Age. The Refugees of the Qalasheen had united in agreement to form the FIRST Volunteer regiment of the war against the Mountain and his evil forces. United by the pain they saw, from far and wide did brave fighters said goodbye to their loved ones to join the call of Jihad, leaving crying children, worried wives and loved sisters. Knowing well that they may not return, they took the banner up, and made their way to the Empire of Man where they found brothers in conviction and swore their oaths to fight once more, Not under the banner of anyone else, but that of a unite Qalasheen flag, though temporary for this war. Brothers found lost brothers, Cousins unite with cousins, Tribes united together, shoulder to shoulder now ready to see either martyrdom or victory.

The Qalasheen youth have awakened, and now the flame of courage erupts, inflaming all sides, beware of the nation when its youth awaken, when the cubs turn and become lions.

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Clad in mujahideen armor, a black turban veiling all but his eyes, the man crouched over the faint tracks. He rose slowly, knocking an arrow and placing the tense line near his cheek.

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β€œBy Allah, no prey escapes the falcon’s gaze.”

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With a snap from the line, a scream could be heard in the distance before he vanished into the dunes, a shadow hunting shadows.

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Jaza'aa Aal-Rashid unsheathes his shamshir and aims it towards the heavens, whispering a few words of prayers as he makes ready to defend their home, tribe and religion!

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