Brothers! We gather for Richard, our noble stag, and venture forth like warriors of old into the heart of Edinburgh. We shall tread ancient paths, our pints held high as we honor his name and seal our fellowship with every drink. Let the taverns echo with our laughter, for this weekend shall be etched in legend, where no drop goes unclaimed and no man left behind.
For Richard, for glory, and for a weekend to be remembered through the ages!

Years from now, when you're dying in your bed, would you be willing to trade all the days from this day to that for one chance, just one chance to come back here and tell Richard that he may take our lives, but he'll never take our freeeeedom!