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The Campfire / The end.
« on: May 02, 2008, 02:17:23 AM »
Kei,
awakes from another restless night’s sleep if it could be called that.
Bathed in a cold sweat.
She looked at her armour neatly folded at the side of her as always.
She looked at her tabard; the one she had worn for so long now it was a second skin to her.
Something had changed and it hit her hard.
Her mind was made up; she had to follow the path, the vision which was once the tribes.
Respect.
Respect all of your brothers and sisters no matter their standing within the tribe.
Respect of your enemy, for they follow their own believes no matter how twisted they may seem.
Respect all the beasts, big or small that pay with their lives to put food on the table.
All have their part to play in the great scheme of life.
Honour.
Honour the fallen.
Honour those who have come before and have given their time and blood for the tribe.
Discipline.
Do as you have been told and when you are told, a well disciplined tribe is an unstoppable force.
But above all do what is right for yourself, and remember no one Orc is worthy of blind following.
All are words that she believed in but are now long forgotten.
She could no longer just follow the war monger blindly the tribe was more, much more.
All that had been done by her for the good of the tribe, although it now came easy for some to say what did she do.
Battle after battle was all that the tribe was becoming from inside as well as from its enemies outside, no time for the good days of rest and talk, fires and parlay, happy times, good times.
In these new days; the days which were becoming known as the days of war to her,.
Now was the time to go and speak to her Lord Thrall and tell him her decision then to confront the Chieftain, this was going to be the hardness task she has ever had to face alone, to battle the Chieftain was her only way out.
((The OOC stuff)).
The reasons why.
I have been here since well a long time, before most of you here no matter what names you go by now.
I worked from the bottom to the top on my own merit without any leg ups.
It is time for me to move on.
I’m really sorry it has come down to this.
I do not wish to leave the tribe but circumstances now dictate that I do.
This tribe which over the time has became more than just a game to me it became my world.
I have spent far too much time in this world more than I should, always worrying about what was around the next corner for the tribe living the life of Claws.
The tribe is changing in a way I cannot see I have any part to play anymore.
I’m not going to point fingers here if others wish too then fine.
I do hope the tribe keeps on doing what it does and I bear no grievance with any here.
Stick with Koz he will need all the support he can get now.
But Koz please remember it is not all about events it is about being there to be part of a community that you wish to be in, or you will become just another pvp guild.
I have had some real great times with you bunch of reprobates which I will remember for a long, long time.
Special thanks to those people who were always there for me even when I was bending their ears and giving them a hard time with my own take and views on matters which meant such a lot to me.
Akesha, The boss the original Blade and his/her vision that brought this force together.
Oznack, Vargukha, Rehbande, The bricks who would always listen and try to steer me, who have always been there when I have been down.
Kozgugore, Whose events have been a privilege to be part of.
Azuril, For the great work on these sites
Vlog, For his own take on what a Orc should be.
Ghook, Who never said much apart from “where is the Beer” but when he did he hit the right notes.
Yorla, Her of many disguises, (how she kept track of her characters will always be a mystery to me), her RP ideas became an inspiration to me, and working with her to bring them to the tribe was as much fun as doing them.
Dogar and Tirnak, Yes even you who’s words of wisdom more often than they should of, perhaps fell on deaf ears.
Choohan
Glenlor
Griesh
Gruulg
Moggrash
Nazhra
Drakash
Greggar
Halnok
Karak
The list goes on and on and I’m sorry if I have missed you off.
Perhaps you will see me moving around doing my own thing, stop me and talk I do not bite that hard.
Good luck in all that you do.
Goodbye.
awakes from another restless night’s sleep if it could be called that.
Bathed in a cold sweat.
She looked at her armour neatly folded at the side of her as always.
She looked at her tabard; the one she had worn for so long now it was a second skin to her.
Something had changed and it hit her hard.
Her mind was made up; she had to follow the path, the vision which was once the tribes.
Respect.
Respect all of your brothers and sisters no matter their standing within the tribe.
Respect of your enemy, for they follow their own believes no matter how twisted they may seem.
Respect all the beasts, big or small that pay with their lives to put food on the table.
All have their part to play in the great scheme of life.
Honour.
Honour the fallen.
Honour those who have come before and have given their time and blood for the tribe.
Discipline.
Do as you have been told and when you are told, a well disciplined tribe is an unstoppable force.
But above all do what is right for yourself, and remember no one Orc is worthy of blind following.
All are words that she believed in but are now long forgotten.
She could no longer just follow the war monger blindly the tribe was more, much more.
All that had been done by her for the good of the tribe, although it now came easy for some to say what did she do.
Battle after battle was all that the tribe was becoming from inside as well as from its enemies outside, no time for the good days of rest and talk, fires and parlay, happy times, good times.
In these new days; the days which were becoming known as the days of war to her,.
Now was the time to go and speak to her Lord Thrall and tell him her decision then to confront the Chieftain, this was going to be the hardness task she has ever had to face alone, to battle the Chieftain was her only way out.
((The OOC stuff)).
The reasons why.
I have been here since well a long time, before most of you here no matter what names you go by now.
I worked from the bottom to the top on my own merit without any leg ups.
It is time for me to move on.
I’m really sorry it has come down to this.
I do not wish to leave the tribe but circumstances now dictate that I do.
This tribe which over the time has became more than just a game to me it became my world.
I have spent far too much time in this world more than I should, always worrying about what was around the next corner for the tribe living the life of Claws.
The tribe is changing in a way I cannot see I have any part to play anymore.
I’m not going to point fingers here if others wish too then fine.
I do hope the tribe keeps on doing what it does and I bear no grievance with any here.
Stick with Koz he will need all the support he can get now.
But Koz please remember it is not all about events it is about being there to be part of a community that you wish to be in, or you will become just another pvp guild.
I have had some real great times with you bunch of reprobates which I will remember for a long, long time.
Special thanks to those people who were always there for me even when I was bending their ears and giving them a hard time with my own take and views on matters which meant such a lot to me.
Akesha, The boss the original Blade and his/her vision that brought this force together.
Oznack, Vargukha, Rehbande, The bricks who would always listen and try to steer me, who have always been there when I have been down.
Kozgugore, Whose events have been a privilege to be part of.
Azuril, For the great work on these sites
Vlog, For his own take on what a Orc should be.
Ghook, Who never said much apart from “where is the Beer” but when he did he hit the right notes.
Yorla, Her of many disguises, (how she kept track of her characters will always be a mystery to me), her RP ideas became an inspiration to me, and working with her to bring them to the tribe was as much fun as doing them.
Dogar and Tirnak, Yes even you who’s words of wisdom more often than they should of, perhaps fell on deaf ears.
Choohan
Glenlor
Griesh
Gruulg
Moggrash
Nazhra
Drakash
Greggar
Halnok
Karak
The list goes on and on and I’m sorry if I have missed you off.
Perhaps you will see me moving around doing my own thing, stop me and talk I do not bite that hard.
Good luck in all that you do.
Goodbye.