Cheers to old man Raist!

A wise man who knows his craft of combat well and who is always willing to teach the youngsters a thing or two! Cheers to the man who is so devoted to his Clan’s motto of bringing in the credits that he often skips out on paying his tab! Cheer to a man who…where did he go? What? What do you mean I have to pick up the tab!?

I’d like to propose a toast. To Rin, for being able to put letters on top of our logos and making us feel like more of a team!

Alaris stood up onto his chair surrounded by at least a dozen other Rotworms. He lifted his mug of Corellian Pale Ale and placed one foot on the table. “Guys, gals, and non-binary pals!”

The chattering around the table came to a stop and they all looked up at Alaris.

“It is not every day we can get the Exarch to communicate with us peons, so I’m dedicating this next drink to him. Wally has long been a good friend of mine. Early hours of the morning coming up with good puns to make Mav look good; wandering down the flatiron way and eating some great Epicanthian sushi; and not to mention all the booze. So raise your glass to my dear friend, Wally, the Hapan who wishes he was a wolf, which is funny, because I thought all the furries were in Plagueis.”

To Locke, the most annoying person I've met during my time in the Brotherhood. I couldn't ask for a better friend!

To the highly esteemed Panda, Keeper of the Revered stamps of Approve and Deny. Graciously approve this night of fun.

I dedicate this toast to the amazing members of the Rotworms. Some of you, you know who you are, have been picked by me, the almighty Koda Kendis, and I have a feeling we're going to bringing home a shiny trophy for our collection...because if we don't...I'll chase you all down with my hammer like that one holo-game.

May all your competition requests be fruitful and never need a remand or be declined. May your declination stamp never be used again.

I'd like to make a toast to my Consul Korvis. He is a legendary warrior, and an even more legendary man. Has weathered more storms during his tenure than some ships do in rough seas in a lifetime. If I become one hundredth of the leader he is, I know I'll be more than competent to lead.

"For Socorra! Our Baby Momma! For her to not bend under new challenges!
May the happiness stay with her all-time!"

"To Sang, because he is such a bro, and I needed a good victim-ah, I mean recipient, for this toast. He's pretty cool "winkleysmileyface*"

To Titius, for not blowing us all up chasing an Envoy bounty. I wouldn't be here today if you had.

Nora Olen de Plagia has been a spearhead of this team. May she continue to reign terror with her .

To Tahiri Tarentae! The giggliest of gigglers, master craftswoman of feline jerseys and enabler ideas terrible and or beautifully disturbing!

I was always a Rotworm so being a Frogdog is horrible, but on that note always remember #BeatKam!

To Nora Olen,
Always on top of the button, though I haven't a clue how you do it. Keep clicking!

For years, he’s shouldered the weight of our Brotherhood from the shadows, in the blackness between the stars. Like the wind, he moves unseen, but his power is unmistakable. To the Phantom Seneschal, James Lucius Entar. May the Force ever serve you!

Hey TuQ, this has been a wild ride, hasn't it? We have fought alongside and against. Cheers to you mate!