Popular Post JaxTeller Posted February 20 Popular Post Share Posted February 20 (edited) Jax Teller sat in his pew at St. Peter's in Five Points, surrounded by his most trusted advisors and friends. The Priest had cleared the Church out for them, only the most important meetings occurred here. For two years, Jax Teller had led and built the Dead Rabbits. These men now assembled here had helped him turn a ragtag collection of upstarts into a disciplined and dangerous gang. They had fought many global battles together, seen many a member pass from this realm to the next, and no longer were they the starry-eyed youth who had first entered this Church. Time ages all things, and no longer were they blind to the dangers and pitfalls of the world. Now seeking better means and a new way forward these men would undertake their most daring adventure yet. The men stood and turning to the gangsters congregated before them one by one took off the badges of the Dead Rabbits. Stripped of their regalia and many of their protections they lead their people out into the world once more. As they searched, they sang: "Where be the lands for our people to prosper and grow? Where be the riches abundant and the lust for war rises high? Where be there great walls to offer protection and strength to all? I wish to see a safe harbor, a cothon for my people; I wish to be blessed, to be buried in the Tophet; I seek to be clothed in the crushed murex and crimson of Eshmun; Where shall I go?" Edited February 20 by JaxTeller 2 14 Quote Suffet of Carthago John the Revelator Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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