Event: Virtue Patrol of the VvV Cities
Date and Time: THIS SUNDAY, April 26th 3:30pm Est - 5:00pm Est
This is a VvV Themed PvP Event open to all Vice and Virtue Guilds of Siege (and those who happen to be in the cities at the right/wrong time)
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A Letter posted to the Britain Bank addressed simply to **A Jester and his Fools of Virtue**
"Welcome to these our Perilous lands O' Holy King of Loria.
Can you hear the mockery dripping off my pen, can you feel the disdain in the ink as you read my words.
So many "virtuous souls" have come to this land. Giving us lectures on laws and "our" poor behavior. Let me save you the trouble of wasting your breathe on this virtue drivel.
You and your kind live a sad pathetic existence. Hiding in towns like cattle, jumping at every shadow, crying yourself to sleep in your walled cage.
That is no way to live! Virtue is just an excuse the weak have to exist, all huddled together. Frankly its no life at all.
We walk the world free! We have our own power and we take what we want. I barter with no kings on what I can have or how I must act!
Get ready because the storm is coming, and it will sweep you off your high horse like all the self righteous lords that have come before you. You lead these cattle on patrols thinking to liberate them from our "Vice" grip. Watch what happens when it tightens.
All that will be liberated are heads from their necks of fools who would follow your false words. This time when you patrol, the rivers of Britannia will run red with the blood of the righteous. Watch as we bathe in those waters, and celebrating your death.
In the end you and your sheep will go back and lock yourself in your little pens and bleat, crying about what a dark and dangerous world you live."
Date and Time: THIS SUNDAY, April 26th 3:30pm Est - 5:00pm Est
This is a VvV Themed PvP Event open to all Vice and Virtue Guilds of Siege (and those who happen to be in the cities at the right/wrong time)
_____________________________________________________________________
A Letter posted to the Britain Bank addressed simply to **A Jester and his Fools of Virtue**
"Welcome to these our Perilous lands O' Holy King of Loria.
Can you hear the mockery dripping off my pen, can you feel the disdain in the ink as you read my words.
So many "virtuous souls" have come to this land. Giving us lectures on laws and "our" poor behavior. Let me save you the trouble of wasting your breathe on this virtue drivel.
You and your kind live a sad pathetic existence. Hiding in towns like cattle, jumping at every shadow, crying yourself to sleep in your walled cage.
That is no way to live! Virtue is just an excuse the weak have to exist, all huddled together. Frankly its no life at all.
We walk the world free! We have our own power and we take what we want. I barter with no kings on what I can have or how I must act!
Get ready because the storm is coming, and it will sweep you off your high horse like all the self righteous lords that have come before you. You lead these cattle on patrols thinking to liberate them from our "Vice" grip. Watch what happens when it tightens.
All that will be liberated are heads from their necks of fools who would follow your false words. This time when you patrol, the rivers of Britannia will run red with the blood of the righteous. Watch as we bathe in those waters, and celebrating your death.
In the end you and your sheep will go back and lock yourself in your little pens and bleat, crying about what a dark and dangerous world you live."
. And on a note to myself maybe not so much
before even if I am cooking out