Achaean News
Fires
Written by: Apprentice Druid Goryan Ath'loren, Forestwalker
Date: Wednesday, January 16th, 2002
Addressed to: Everyone
Just a short note to sincerely thank all those that dropped what they
were doing and helped combat the inferno's that sprouted forth across
the plains and North Reach forest. It is great to see people from all
walks of life combine in a singular purpose. From those that stayed at
water to those that covered in ash and breathing smoke while in the
thick of it, I thank you. I would like to make a point of giving a
divine thanks to Lord Lupus who descended from the garden and took
mortal form to fight along side us all in this time of dire need. Well
Thank you all and may you all walk a lucky and happy road in your lives.
To those that think the burning of Gaia's earth is a humourous thing to
do, know now my dislike for you is so thick I can taste it. You are a
weak and infantile creature, may your heart burn and your mind shrink
further into oblivion.
Signed with the oaken tree stamp, Goryan Ath'loren.
Penned by my hand on the 24th of Lupar, in the year 296 AF.
Fires
Written by: Apprentice Druid Goryan Ath'loren, Forestwalker
Date: Wednesday, January 16th, 2002
Addressed to: Everyone
Just a short note to sincerely thank all those that dropped what they
were doing and helped combat the inferno's that sprouted forth across
the plains and North Reach forest. It is great to see people from all
walks of life combine in a singular purpose. From those that stayed at
water to those that covered in ash and breathing smoke while in the
thick of it, I thank you. I would like to make a point of giving a
divine thanks to Lord Lupus who descended from the garden and took
mortal form to fight along side us all in this time of dire need. Well
Thank you all and may you all walk a lucky and happy road in your lives.
To those that think the burning of Gaia's earth is a humourous thing to
do, know now my dislike for you is so thick I can taste it. You are a
weak and infantile creature, may your heart burn and your mind shrink
further into oblivion.
Signed with the oaken tree stamp, Goryan Ath'loren.
Penned by my hand on the 24th of Lupar, in the year 296 AF.