An Open Invitation
Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2018 6:45 pmWe're here to mark that day in history when a guild joined in battle to reclaim brainlessly earned gold. For countless long years, much of the player base of this guild had been under a phoenix-shaped shadow. Pirates had fallen, trade routes had been diminished, some cried out for liberation. Avonmora was enslaved, and the world prayed for its rescue. Here in Luxembourg the rescue shall begin. Here some lonesome pirates stand and fight against tyranny in a giant undertaking unparalleled in Avonmoran history.
We stand on a lonely, albeit cozy tavern in Tzogos. The air is soft, but just days ago at this moment, the air was dense with smoke and gunpowder, and the air was filled with the crackle of fire and the roar of cannon. At dawn, on the morning of the Avonmoran day 2008, many ships clashed off the coast and sunk to the bottom of these cliffs. Their mission was one of the most difficult and daring of the invasion: to prove to those standing on these sheer and desolate cliffs a force that would remain was present. These pirates had been told that some of the mightiest junkie merchant would retaliate should this "milking" be kept up and wavered not.
The pirates looked across the vast sea and saw the enemy fleet -- the wake of the coast shooting right at them with cannon balls and angrily messaging the opposing commanders. And yet, the pirates remained. They returned with round shots over the hull of these ships and began to pull some gold in. When one ship fell, another would take its place. When one crew member was cut, another would begin the fight again. They fought, shot back, and held their ship's ground. Soon, one by one, the pirates pulled themselves over the top, and in seizing the gold in the base of these ships, they began to seize back the seas. Two people came here. After 1 day of fighting, only one could still bear arms.
These pirates being the toilet-paper suppliers you all know and presumably have mixed feelings about. The guild in question is SSAA: a group of mostly lazy, complacent merchants who are angered when their day-to-day runs are interrupted by something interesting occurring. Captain Slimeymom, a journeyman in this guild, has specifically stolen the spotlight, threatening a guild war of 45 to 3, 1 of which being inactive and just a few days experienced. We at ATPCo. are just a group of ragtag pirates who live day to day fending off scurvy and this group would like to attack us.
This is an open invitation to anyone who would like to attack us, stop whining over private messages and if you feel like your guild of 45 deserves to be protected and never raided, come at us. We will take your hits and wait for them to subside and continue to attack when we deem necessary. On the other hand, if you want to understand that this is a sort of "water-way tax" like Getsum has described it and you just have a greater chance of being hit because SSAA has the highest membership with the highest amount of ships through the guild.
We stand on a lonely, albeit cozy tavern in Tzogos. The air is soft, but just days ago at this moment, the air was dense with smoke and gunpowder, and the air was filled with the crackle of fire and the roar of cannon. At dawn, on the morning of the Avonmoran day 2008, many ships clashed off the coast and sunk to the bottom of these cliffs. Their mission was one of the most difficult and daring of the invasion: to prove to those standing on these sheer and desolate cliffs a force that would remain was present. These pirates had been told that some of the mightiest junkie merchant would retaliate should this "milking" be kept up and wavered not.
The pirates looked across the vast sea and saw the enemy fleet -- the wake of the coast shooting right at them with cannon balls and angrily messaging the opposing commanders. And yet, the pirates remained. They returned with round shots over the hull of these ships and began to pull some gold in. When one ship fell, another would take its place. When one crew member was cut, another would begin the fight again. They fought, shot back, and held their ship's ground. Soon, one by one, the pirates pulled themselves over the top, and in seizing the gold in the base of these ships, they began to seize back the seas. Two people came here. After 1 day of fighting, only one could still bear arms.
These pirates being the toilet-paper suppliers you all know and presumably have mixed feelings about. The guild in question is SSAA: a group of mostly lazy, complacent merchants who are angered when their day-to-day runs are interrupted by something interesting occurring. Captain Slimeymom, a journeyman in this guild, has specifically stolen the spotlight, threatening a guild war of 45 to 3, 1 of which being inactive and just a few days experienced. We at ATPCo. are just a group of ragtag pirates who live day to day fending off scurvy and this group would like to attack us.
This is an open invitation to anyone who would like to attack us, stop whining over private messages and if you feel like your guild of 45 deserves to be protected and never raided, come at us. We will take your hits and wait for them to subside and continue to attack when we deem necessary. On the other hand, if you want to understand that this is a sort of "water-way tax" like Getsum has described it and you just have a greater chance of being hit because SSAA has the highest membership with the highest amount of ships through the guild.
