Guild Wars 2

I look across the forums and see defeat, sorrow, and betrayal. I see rangers dropping their bows, lowering their swords, and letting their companions go. I see heads lowered in shame and defeat. Souls crushed by false fruits of promised lies.

But I say NAY! I refuse to undo my bow strings and lower my swords to this adversity. I refuse to turn my back from this challenge and walk away. I am a ranger, nature is my calling, my animal companion by my side. Let the other classes call us weak, let them flaunt there strengths. We will show them our true metal.

I implore all rangers here, the ones whose hearts are broken in these dark times to not give up hope. Not to fall to depression and sorrow. There will always be those dark days when light seems so far away. There will always be those challenges that look to high to reach.

But that is what it means to be alive. To face defeat, dust the dirt from your knees and rise to face the challenge again. The fruits of that success will taste all the better.

Sparrow Silverstar refuses to be laid low, she refuses to allow others to call her useless, and she will not slink off into the darkness. So rise my fellow rangers and lets show them that though we may be neglected, broken, and forgotten; like hell we are without fight, spirit, and the will to succeed.