Ermahgerd, Report!

Or, in other words, where the hell is the Beef?

My apologies for a lack of reports in recent months, but as some of you may know, I got the hell out of Utah. My wife and two boys and I have moved to Minnesota, and I work as a Paramedic in the Fargo-Moorhead area of North Dakota and Minnesota. So, hooray, I get to live in the great white north. Sort of. I'm not Canadian yet (yet?!), but it's a good place to live. Needless to say, my focus has been on work, my wonderful wife, and my family. But, as my dearest would say, I still spend “a lot of time on Star Wars.” Mostly just Telegram, email, and other such things.

However, despite my lack of reports, there is plenty going on, and plenty to know about. Let's make sure we're all on the same page. Tarentum has cut away a good deal of dead weight. We trim the fat, we get lean, but then we have to get moving. And there's movement planned for October. We've got things in motion for some cooperative fun with friends of ours. We want to have a ton of opportunities with variety enough for everyone. Stay tuned.

What's In Store For The Future?

To put it simply, growth.

First, we want to open a new House. That's never been a secret. There's room for growth and expansion, and if we're going to open a new House, we need to exhibit activity. To that end, my plan is to make sure we're tasking our leadership team with creating and running effective competitions, and making sure you all feel engaged to compete and take part. If we build it, they will come. Do, or do not; there is no try. Motivational schtick like that. Take part in things. We need you.

Secondly, we want to expand and flesh out all the aspects of our Clan. Not only people, but places, ideas and more. Things are in motion. The Deathsworn have changed leaders. Etah is a busy man, and Darknyte was itching to get back into the driver's seat. If you imagine yourself as a dark, death-obsessed fanatic, talk to DN. If you are drawn to evil, consider the Deathsworn. They're meant to be the creepy, the macabre, the ungodly heathens of the Clan. You'll also notice the change in the OoT leadership. I have plans for Hades (after my friend and brother has had time to mourn his loss; we love you, Hades), and Fremoc has gladly looked for an opportunity to step up and serve. Already, Fremoc, Khal, Pel and Demos (welcome back, dude!) are continuing to make the Order of the Trident a valued asset to the Clan. Talk to Fremoc, and get interested in some of the Clan's elite. Hades has plans for a transitional fiction piece, but again, be patient as he deals with real life.

I don't intend to leave the Nekros and the Grey Wolves out by any means. But it's ok to go into depth on different ones at different times. Solas is a rising star, and the current leadership of the GW are doing a great job. Get in touch with them.

Sneak Peek

I'd stood before him many times,
The dreadful Master Grand.
Though Pravus never was my friend,
He held my focus fast.
I'd committed men and women here,
To make a violent stand.
We would see this to the end,
Today would be his last.

Or…

I was bloodied. I was sweating, dripping, and it was though my life was ebbing and flowing from my veins. It was the most difficult decision I'd ever had to make, to choose to fight on. My body ached, my joints were stiff. I'd not feel worse if I were an invalid in diapers, dependent on uncaring nurses to wipe my dribble and drool from lips that sneered no longer. And yet I fought on. Those who'd fought with me, those still here, or those who'd already died would not respect me except I fought onward.

Yet I crave power. How could I not? We all choose power. Only the weak shy away from being despicable or revolting in order to choose magnificence. I am no hero. I am no godforsaken paragon of virtue. I am Sith. I am darkness. I am he that is reviled in the galaxy. I'd just as soon stab your grandmother in the face as calm a whining babe. I am not a nice person.

And though the choice to fight onward in the face of true power was the most difficult decision I'd had to make, the easiest came shortly after. He saw my power, and understood my desire. He knew what I wanted, and knew I would accept his offer.

He called me to service, and promised me power in return. Turn from foe to friend, and his knowledge and power would be shared.

Of course I bowed down, and humbled myself in front of my Lord. Call me a coward. I debased myself. I did grovel, and speak his praise. And it will get me power and ascension. Look at me with derision in your cold, dead eyes if you will.

You're still dead. Go frack yourself. I'm alive, and I'm going to let a Taldryanite have fun with your mother.

Go to hell with your judging eyes. I'm still going to serve him.

Wrapping Up

Lots going on in the Club these days, people. Events are being planned, make sure you step up in activity. We need to participate regularly. Just have fun. Join Telegram. Make friends and have fun.

TL;DR
-Beef is in Minnesota. Hooray.
-Be active for a new House; we have cool teams to choose from.
-Does everyone hate Pravus? He's definitely an exquisite bad guy.

Have a great weekend. I love you guys!

-Beef