Let me take you on a small journey. Come, sit here at the fire as I tell my tale.
Almost a decade ago (at the time of writing, the 27 of next month makes it officially a decade), I stumbled upon this world by means unknown to me. It has been so long that the cause eludes my memory. Early on in my stay within this world I met a wonderful woman under the name MLafou who was the leader of the now non-existant M.O.M. (Mother of Miracles). I was brought in and was greeted with warm smiles and welcoming words. Many years were spent within the halls of M.O.M. and I shall never forget them, nor do I wish to. They were some of my favorite years within the world of FS. We had a great many conflicts with other guilds, filled with many giant battles and many tossed words. All of it enjoyable and in good fun. We even began a smaller guild at the time with the intent to train those of lower levels into stronger players. The Rising Immortal Phoenix (TRIP). Though Im sure they will still deny this to this day as they have before in the past, but the past is the past and there is no need to fight about it. Eventually, as we aged, those of us who were younger became caught up in life outside this world and began to fade away. It was a sad sight, but it is the way of the world.
Sadly Nothing truly lasts forever.
After a particularly long time away I came home to find it in shambles. The castle grounds of M.O.M. were naught but empty ruins. Everyone was gone and I was alone. It was a truly sad day, and one i shall never forget. Many friendships were made in those days and some still stand strong. Even now I am still close friends with MLafou outside of this world and and happy for it to be so.
Without a home, I began to wander the world of FS once again, lost and alone with few that i had been with still around. One day, I met TERRORDOG, and i joined him in a venture to help raise a guild. This lasted a short while before I was given the helm and he moved on to other things. I myself am not a leader. I can take charge when need be But I do not prefer to keep hold of such a title. I to eventually moved on, leaving the small hut behind to join My current home and resting place, The Legendary Warriors Stronghold (LWS).
I had met our leader, Lapdragon, through TERRORDOG and had become friends quickly with her. When I had left the hut I found my way to The Stronghold. For years i have helped support my guild, build our walls higher, and teach the younglings the ways of this world we stay in. I can remember the old days, when we would set bounties upon our foes and oppressors to destroy them in force. The days of feverish fights between guilds in our attempts to rise it fame (we held second on the leaderbords for some time before we finally stepped down).
The fire is naught but coals at this point.
In all my years in this world many of us call home, I have witnessed the ups and downs, the victories and failures, improvements and downfalls, and met a multitude of people. I would not trade it for anything. I have made a great many friends, allies, and memories that I hold close and dear. I may not be here forever, but the memories will be. Along with those memories comes a story about a simple in world item. The Cerulean Rose. Many know it as a resource dropped by certain enemies, but it holds a special place for me and a few others.
With that, I leave you with the cause of my title withing the Stronghold.
Guardian of the Roses
"Be wary of where you step, for I am the Keeper of the Blue Roses. Step on one of those roses and I swear there will be hell to pay!
A rose is given to those who are kind at heart and pure of soul. Only those of the highest honor are deserving of this treasure, as it is the greatest sign of not only affection, but trust, faithfulness, and loyalty. A rose from a lover is red, to match the love shared. A rose from a friend is blue, to symbolize the hardships that they bear together, and not alone.
Behold, you are truly the greatest friend!"
Only 3 people have ever received this message and the rose that accompanies it.