I have the ability to create mistrust and fear,
Or I can assist and comfort those I deem worthy,
I chronicle the events in my own words,
I educate the homins through story and Rhyme,
My beliefs will be repeated long after my words are forgot,
I defeat the great warriors of Atys with wisdom and debate,
As their swords hangs limp in sheath's of ignorance and hate,
I wield the power of the gods as a messenger of grace,
I choose to unite the homin in the face of our foe,
Those we call the great kitin from the roots down below,
How can I achieve all this I am asked many times,
Simple I answer,
I choose not the path of skilltrees and self gain,
But to offer my service as a Roleplayer of worth.
To start war with the peaceful is the forlorn hope of the weak mind,
For they are without agression with a reason you see, they direct their conflicts through politics and influence of the warrior kin.
Next time you see a roleplayer take note and be kind,
As they will always offer friendship until you decline.
RP...never a dull moment
