The flames of Rebellion have risen like the Phoenix to meet the rising tide of Imperial corruption polluting the galaxy.  Men and women whom have chosen not to kneel, but to stand, and to fight until they meet victory or their last breath.  They fight on, undeterred and unafraid, carrying their torch like a beacon of freedom for all to see.

But not every battle is fought in that shining light.  Not every ideology challenged on the political stage.  Not every front line hosts the clash of mechanized titans.  Far from those places, where the flame has yet to touch, where the mention of war brings an uncomfortable silence at dinner, is where you'll find us.  You'll hear our whispers when you go to work each day.  See our message every time you watch the news.  Our crest will deface all of your pristine buildings. We'll be there watching around every corner, smiling at you from across the counter, shaking your hand before wishing you a safe journey.

Rebellion can happen anywhere, and Rebels are made every day.  Our mission is to remind the galaxy of that, remind you of that.  You won't be able to stop us, and we'll always be with you.  That scum that can never be wiped away, no matter how hard you scrub. We wear this label like a badge of honor, because we are scum.  Rebel Scum.  And we'll do whatever it takes to take you down.