[maskedmelon]

The rot of self interest ravages the fair form of our dear Elfsim beneath the obscuring aegis of stupidity and faux equanimity. We might know but one salvation: violence. May the bright light of savagery burn rend the taint from our beloved Norrath!

May the Lords of the Staff lead our way in brutality. Let us fear one another's bloodied names as much as we fear the wrath of our Dear Sir Ken! Let us embrace true equanimity with adoption of uniform penalty: death and divestment! Let our Dear Lord Sir Ken mete bitter justice upon all transgressors alike with the redeeming Touch of Death! Let the corpses lay open in he Commonlands for all to know their shame and for the nooblets to share in their wealth. Let no item, no matter it's sacred nature, remain soul bound to such transgressors.

Savagery Save Us!!!