I AM A RATIONAL INDIVIDUAL.
Backstabbed in the night, by a cruel misleading thief!
The enemies camp my corpse, such grief for my belief!
A champion on the forums, for what is pure and whats classic!
As twlight descends on norrath, my outlook is growing tragic.
Poison flows like water, from the lips of those who've gone to far!
Where are all the clerics? Where is the priest of Marr?
Who will stop this rot? Of famine, chaos, and disease?
Who will rise to save the server when its been brought to its knees?
global ooc is a cruel mistress masquerading as a damsel in distress
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