Hail Adventurers!
Many of us have had the pleasure of meeting, and playing in game. I have enjoyed my time thoroughly, with the remaining Developers and Moderators in the short time I was asked to come over by Matthew Miller. I immediately began singing as soon as I was directed here to any ears that wished to hear, I swiftly moved to action to try and spread the word to many a dungeon master but those dark places can be very tricky, luckily you have my swift feet and boastful voice to carry in. What has happened today should not be seen as the worst for though I still cannot speak on it I do look forward to CoH's grand reopening under a different company. I couldn't say much and cannot say much even still but let me DO say a certain special, family orientated someone has heard your pleas. Can they open a new door where another has shut? I cannot know but I will be here when that day comes. You have all become part of my grand Journey and for that I owe you the world. I wish you the best in your endeavors, and may life take you to new challenges that you each will come together to overcome.
As for ol' Fansy the Bard? Well, I'm glad you didn't ask but had me ask for you! As the topic suggests it's about time for me to leave this community and begin my travels onward, for you see a Bard is best known when the roads are tough and though this City is filled with sorrow and mourn there will be day break. Mercedes Lackey will guide you, and take you to new heights yet fathomed, trust in her words, wisdom, and contacts. For I have, and reaped a benefit most sweet. To that end, I wish to say thank you Ma'am. Tony, and his crew, even those who dislike me; Codewalker, I see you there. I wanted to say, thank you for everything you have done for this marvelous band of rebellious forever youths who will, by your hand, be your sword and cut through the ridiculousness of nuisances. Belay all that tho!
Without further ado, I am now heading out on this winding path that will take me to the unknown.
To all My City
To Villain Crude
To Rogues who Vagabond
Vigilantes too shrewd
From Scrappers lean
Brutes muscly tall
Tanks whom stand proud
Blasters that fall
Controllers who do not yield
Masterminds how they do plot
Defenders in heal
Corrupters always frightening
Dominators owning
Stalkers creeping down the hall
Warshades gleaming
Peacebringers glinting
Arachnos Widows sharpening
Arachnos Soldier arming
Finally Primalist Feral or Gifted still
And of all these choices in one and the same inside this game
You can bet your flower
that a Bard knew your name.
For singing is his pleasure without an ounce of regret!
How could he for you are all Heroes forever yet.
Thank you for everything, but Grandpa and I must take our bows now. Until the next you come our way or we yours, whichever until that day.
Eternally singing, faithful to the cause; banner to fly - We are Good Team Heroes, and this is what Good Team does,
Fansy The ''Famous'' Bard