I wrote this while talking to Issue over Im. I hope the rest of you enjoy it as much as he did.

No matter what misfortune may spill over the rockbed of my people, no matter what mice may have been devoured by the snake of woe and anger, I will not be conqured.

I am insurmountible, unvanquished. Even if all but one of the patrons that I gather desert this land, even if the land itself is dried up and parched. If I, the leader, give up and fall to my knees or allow myself to be beaten over the head with a stick of arrogance by one member.. Then all is lost.

So through the torment, anguish, mutiny, regret, angst, and hatred that we are all pitted against, I alone am required to conjure a beacon of hope. For without joy, all will be sorrowed; without pleasure, all will be stone; without friends, all will be plunged into hatred and depression; and without the trickle in water of ideas and dreams, all will be lost and in panick of no future.

Though I, alone, cannot meet to the happiness of those around me. Which is why there will always be a need for everyone to stand by my side. Making this land not only plentiful, but cultivated into something we all should share. A Home.

As a member of this great forum i will rise by your side and fight along side of you. Even if i am the only one in your army i will fight unflinchly to the bitter emd. I am here for all of those who has not the courage to stand up and fight alone. With these words i shall stay here and wait for either happiness or the bitter end.