We are a fellowship of wayfarers, rebels, outcasts, and survivors, united in defiance of tyranny and the encroaching shadows of the Dark Side. Together we carry the spark of hope that ignites the weary, the lost, and the defiant, fanning them into a fiery blaze of resistance.
Our sanctuaries are starships, forgotten ruins, and hidden enclaves.
We are not soldiers of empires, nor servants of republics. We are not bound to the councils that failed, nor the governments that would use us. We are not zealots who burn away compassion, nor cults that mistake the voice of one for the will of the Force. We are the shield of the innocent, the keepers of Balance, the guardians of a flame that endures when all else fails.
Villainous tyranny and the shadows of the Dark Side cannot be left unchecked, festering in silence. They must be faced with clarity and courage.
We are the survivors, holding the line even when the galaxy believes us gone.
We are the Dauntless Few.
We are the Dauntless Few.
One can not join the Few; one becomes part of it.
Fellowship is forged in trust, and tempered in the fires of shared trials, tribulations, and sorrows.
