~Dr. Seuss
Those ungrateful Zephyrites!
Be who you are and say what you feel for those who mind dont matter and those who matter dont mind
~Dr. Seuss
~Dr. Seuss
They’d love to have a festival, I think, but their party bus is still broken down. And all the DJs are dead.
With their precious cargo delivered to Tarir, the Master of Peace has sold them to anet and everyone who is able to work is currently churning out code for the next expansion. The people unfit for work are left stranded in Dry Top, trying desperately to save some “crystals” from the inquest before withdrawal sets in…
In due time, all will serve the asura.