The strength of Navarre lies not in its walls, but in the discipline of those who defend them. To those who believe survival is a matter of luck: you are mistaken. It is a matter of will, grit, and making the choices others are too weak to face.
The Quadrant is unforgiving, but it is necessary. We do not prepare for peace; we prepare for the storm that is coming. Are any of you actually training, or just waiting for a dragon to make your decisions for you?