There are fates worse than death. The worst is living powerless in a world filled with evil. If evil is the only way to survive, then embrace death as a lover, and leave the world a better place. Give your life for an innocent’s always. Fearing death is a luxury we cannot afford. Seed the earth with suffering, and you shall reap more of the same. Destroy only what must be destroyed, and seek no petty excuse to loose steel and dispense suffering. Drawing a sword is a grave matter not to be taken lightly—and never to be enjoyed.
Vengeance never—justice always. Vengeance is a weak person’s balm for the wounds of our time. Justice is a forge that burns impurities from our world. Carry not just the fangs of the wolf, but a heart filled with empathy—we must never become what we hunt.
We wolves are against tyranny of both sanctioned and unsanctioned governments. We are the tide that keeps the balance. We are what we need to be. Sometimes the criminal sometimes the greatest citizen. The ultimate renaissance men and women. We take from the rich and give to the poor. But not all of us are thieves. Some of us take material goods and give to those that need it. Some take information and pass it along. Some take adoration and apply it to our cause. We are neither above the law nor below it. We protect our home.
Dagda's Wolves are a pack. We work together and fight together. Each of us protecting the others. Pack is another name for family. And we treat each other as such. A family of our choosing.