Fear? You have not lost your sense of humour I see. There is fear, yes, but it is not for concern of their own digital lives. Had there been a view counter, you would understand this.
There are many curious and rash visitors who have tumbled into your trap. And nigh as many, on realizing your sorry state, have slipped away in silence. They fear only that to speak out would shatter your illusions and send the Mage weeping. Why is it that you have not detected them? Why is it you could not hold them here? Behold, more click that link with every post we make. Can you reach out and clutch them, omnipotent play of light and obstacles?
To the second, you are mistaken in your history. Your Giants may indeed have shattered all that was a clan by name, but they have not touched the Ranger Protectors. I have long ago sent each member on a protective quest of their own, officially disbanding the order but destroying neither the members nor their ideals. It was a parting of circumstance, long before the rampage of these minions. Thus it was that your purging has not affected my clan, and its skills and knowledge persevere. You need only scour your orthdomain for the one known as Garnet Falcondance to learn how poorly undone the Rangers are.
To the last, you answer your own. Mine was the first post from where you grew, were inspired and inspired others. Mine is the foundation of your work. To me, the argument is insignificant for all your power is in the imagination. Yet to you, convinced of your own prowess and glory, this insight must be staggering. What will remain of your tower and lands, if the ground beneath it should shake and vanish?
~a bemused snort~
You casually send me the remnants of a character who has played his part. A paladin, as though you have forgotten what that last holy warrior became.
~With the wave of a hand, a half-circle drawn into the shadowy sky, the nature-aligned poster shaped a colourless rainbow of greys to decorate the battlefield~
I know this being, for it is my creation even now you taint him. I should not think it has the time to shamble its way to me for another few posts. Thus, will you at last stand down, or is it a clash which you desire? A mere two mindless warriors are hardly fitting fodder for your rematch, and you shall suffer no shame for leaving me in peace. Your defeat, however, would not go without a chorus of spiteful laughter from those now observing, and I will not continue to offer up mercy to those who persist in their refusals.
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