Ladies and gentlemen, my friends of PS,
I come before you as I end a phase of my existence here. Today I declare officially my plans to cease to be Auran the Corruptor. I have made many friends as that Auran and have lost many. I might add that the losses outweighed the gains. But what had to be done was done. I donot regret anything save for the friends i may have hurt during this time. Auran the Corruptor was needed then as he becomes unneccessary now. Hence the decision.
I feel I have accomplished all i could with him. The Cabal doesn\'t need me much either hereon for it is in good hands. I have good memories of it as well as bad but I\'d rather remember the former than the latter. The Cabal is a powerful force. For that matter so is any organisation. However a force isn\'t effective unless in the right hands. The sword cuts not if the hands know not how to wield it. I have accomplished much with it and if put to right use( as I am sure it will be in the hands of the Current Corruptors) it can prove to be an unparalleled force of destruction. A model tool of evil. It can win its controller the world. But those ambitions I share no longer. May the Cabali make good use of it.
I had what I wanted and I desire it no longer. Matters were brought to a head when mogura called( i hope) me her once best friend pn PS. Then I realised that there was little else that I wanted to be. No power was more satisfying than the friendship of that little girl I loved as a friend. Thus I lay down my garb of power and cease my toils. I need no more.
Nevertheless I will continue here in PS for I am in love with this community. I\'ll be around but Auran The Corruptor will be gone. I hope you can accept me in my new role. Even if not I will play it none the less.
I will now conclude with this poem my friend Savion came up with (that guy sure is creative no matter what you think of him;):
Oh Corruptor! Savion\'s Corruptor! Your fearful run is done.
The Cabal has spied on every guild, the prize we sought is won,
CB is near, the bells Savion hears\', the people all corrupted,
While follow eyes the steady keel, our reign, grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on PS ol\' Draklar lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Auran! Savion\'s Corruptor! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the town is won--for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon\'d wreaths--for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces drowning;
Here Auran! dear Corruptor!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
That Aendar\'s fallen dead.
But Auran does not answer, his Corrupting days are through,
The chaos does not run in him, it has no pulse nor will,
The Cala is anchor\'d safe and sound, its reign is never done done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with PS won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But Hydlaa with mournful tread,
Walk the city the DA lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
Its a tad pretentious but hell i like it:D.
