Inspired by chat argument this morning….
Bearbow: “Guardian, did you order the stack?”
Guardian: “You want to be carried?”
Bearbow: “I think I’m entitled.”
Guardian: “You want to be carried?”
Bearbow: “I want the truth!”
Guardian:"You can’t handle the truth! Son, we live in a world that has walls and those walls are created by men with reflection. Who’s gonna do that? You Bearbow Ranger? You Rifle Warrior? I have a greater responsibility that you can possibly fathom. You weep for stacking and you curse it as an exploit. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know, that stacking, probably saved your life. And my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saved your life. You don’t want the truth because deep down in place you don’t talk about in party chat, you want me to put up that wall. You need me to put up that wall. We use virtues like “justice”,“resolve”,“courage”. We use these virtues as the backbone of a life spent defending our party. You use them as a punchline. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the boon of protection that I provide and then questions the manner in which I provide it. I would rather you just said “thank you” and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a melee weapon and stack. Either way, I don’t give a kitten what you think you are entitled to!"
