Let us first give thanks for the power, glory and work that has made this meeting possible.
We have all come here in the living hope of a turn in our fortunes. I have come here in the same hope. I do not come before you as Lord or a Saviour, I come before you as a man without fear. I am without fear not because of the power I wield or the trust I bare, but because I look back and see the endless years of our resistance and know that we have endured, and will endure still. The gods we love and who love us have seen fit to fill me with their power, and more importantly, their trust. All I can ask of you is the same thing.
As I am just a mortal, so to are we all mortal. The rumours you have heard, the whisperings in the dark, they are true. The Seven are abroad in the world again, and as our enemies have shown themselves, so to must we make ourselves known, to them and to each other. The power of these dark gods lie not in their arms or their magics, but in the many that cower at their feet and offer their service on pain of their lives. But we too are many. By the many can the few be overcome. Even now, these hours past, the sacrifice of many brave mortals and angels has turned back the ravages of the Beast, and by the combined effort of our gods was he cast out! Him and all those who scrape in his shadow.
The teaching the Three give us is this: A single arrow is easily sundered, but a bushel together cannot be broken. It is long past time that we stopped being single arrows and became that bushel. Too long have we laid scattered like wheat upon the ground, now it is time to sprout and reap our harvest. But, as a pile of bricks is not a house, a multitude of cells, working in secret even from others of their like, is not the army of righteousness that we must become if we are to wrest this world and all the precious peoples within it out from the yoke of suffering it toils under. The very earth beneath our feet is stained red with the blood shed in injustice. The very world bleeds and weeps at the things done. It is our charge to heal this bleeding world. To do that we must become one, so that our multitudes may be used for a greater purpose. As a great river wares down mountains, so to is it formed of numberless streams.
To that end, let this mingling be the first step toward the forging of that army. Let bonds of fellowship be formed today, so that we march toward the great battle whole and hale.