Nakoor
1 week ago
Thanks guys, for an update, I the glorious and best shotcaller ever for TW have moved onto bigger and better things, I have achieved enlightenment and have become a god among men. I would like to thank my dear friend Indo here for giving me the chance to rise and become what I am. I would like to thank Dods as well for trying to fill my shoes for TW since I left on my exile so many years ago when SoR threw me out, it was a tough time and I spent many nights lost but listening to this video every night for the past 5 years I feel that it is because of this video that I have achieved as much as I have now.

Let me tell you the story of Pryan, Dragon of SoR and hero of the Sanctum

Chapter 1. The Arrival

It all started back on Jade Quarry when I was just playing the game, back then I was a fledgling, lost and alone until a friend of mine guided me towards Tempest Wolves, I applied and managed to get in through my hard work and followed Indo with a determination to become so much greater of a player. I never gave up and continued my journey with them until one day on the highest slopes of the Garrison did Indo take me aside and say to me "Pryan, I will depart these lands for several days and may not come back for many a moons" and at this time I exclaimed "But Indo, the people will be lost without you, who will lead us?" and he told me "Dear Pryan, you will my child, you will lead them and become a shining beacon of hope for us". I was frightened and scared, nervous and stunned, my hero, my leader was entrusting me with this power? I stuttered and answered back "But Indo I..I..I don't know if I have it in me, I get too choked up and nervous..." and he with a sudden burst of emotions he cut me off and shouted at me "NO PRYAN YOU HAVE IT IN YOU, I may be the Jade Emperor but you shall be the Dragon of SoR, I have seen it and it has been told to me by the Oracle Green Arrow, trust in me and trust in the wolves. So with a sorrowful farewell he left us for many moons, potentially never to return.

So my chapter be entered into the history books of SoR and the realm did tremble before me, respect was given to me by the older members and younger, a fight among me and other shotcallers of TW ensured at one point but only I emerged victorious with my best friend and blood brother Lord Kiltor by my side. I had gripped TW in my iron fist but it was a fist filled with compassion and the burning passion of a young leader who had finally been given a chance. I stood at the top of the world, the other leaders of the SoR alliance however didn't see it that way, though TW had grown stronger, guilds such as GSCH and other care bear guilds sought to bring me down and strike me in the back by requesting that I leave the server and exile myself as I was too toxic of a person for SoR. Indo however was informed of this treachery via AoL and quickly put down this random rebellion, however the powers I had gained within me had awoken a sleeping beast, one that would remember the server's betrayal of me when I had done so much for them, leading 12 hours a day some weeks with my friend Sanghae of Choo, a chosen warrior of god.

Chapter 2. The Awakening

So it was that I became a beast in my own mind and to others, once Indo's return became a thing, we dominated the scene. We struck down foes such as a Aggression, Rise, and other guilds whose mere presence was a disgusting and abominable thing to us. We tossed them aside like nothing and struck them down, even when Jericho the rising Pizza Star of Papa John's Pizza Pizza Pizza rose to challenge us, we struck him down by reversing a near sweep and going 5-4 to them in a gvg. It was at this time that the gods themselves realized that a threat had appeared to them and it was on that day did the God of War himself, Sarcx the Machine speak to me and request a gvg, one that would decide the fates of all of our lives. I however could not make such an event due to a holy pilgrimage I had taken to the holy lands of the north, but the challenge was accepted by Indo despite my protest and thus without their shot caller was Tempest Wolves struck down, and this would only continue as we started to struggle against guilds, continued to run tagged and despite the protest Indo wouldn't budge on it. It was during this time that the people of the nation spoke to me and asked me what could be done and so it was that I took up their cries for help and went to Indo myself, to challenge him and I was struck down as well and in turn forbidden from gvging vs Everything Purple, the guild who was known to be the brightest of the crayons in the crayon box. Who's guild would eventually harbor a man named Form, who would then go on to bang literally every girl he met and become a great friend of mine, but that is another story. The gvg occurred and I was benched but so was our morale, we were down 6-0 and EP had wanted to be done with us since it was a joke but the people of Tempest Wolves demanded I be placed at the helm, that they themselves would refuse to pvp anymore unless I was crowned again and so it was that Indo had to give in to them and though we won the next round, we lost as Indo immediately pulled away from the gvg, and refused anymore gvgs from previous foes as well including Aggression. This set off a fire inside of me and it was at this time that I realized I must step up for my people and right these wrongs.

Chapter 3. The Breaking of SoR

Shortly after the previous gvg vs Everything Purple, still the brightest of all crayons, Indo had tightened his grip on the lands and would strike down anyone who would question him. This was especially noticeable when Sir Parver came running to Indo, Kiltor and myself about a thief called Thundercat Snatch, with tears in his eyes he begged Indo to make her stop picking on him. Indo laughed behind his back despite telling him he would take care of it and sent him on his way, but to me seeing young baby parver crying and begging the person he looked up to the most to save him from a 60 year old British woman's wrath and seeing him promised and then lied to at the same time, it tore me. So I did step forward in the name of justice and my own ego to challenge Indo one last time. I was struck down though once again and it was this final time that finally made me quit the guild and move on but it was many moons later when Lord Kiltor came to me and told me "Pryan, the people want you, I have 15+ people ready to leave TW for you, 30 + if these others get back to me on it, they want you, they want the Dragon of SoR to lead them". So it was that though I at first denied such a thing, I accepted the mantle and tore TW in two, exercising everything within my power to drive TW to the ground and lead my people to the holy land. Thus my journey that I thought was at an end, truly began and though the guild I formed would eventually fall, I would push forward, even though I would lose friends left and right to Real Life stuff, I would gain more and more allies, people who would entrust with me the future of their gaming careers. It was on this day, that night and the future that I arose to fly into the skies, liberating the people of games and poor guilds and to unite them all the banner that I flew. The banner of a bountiful gaming career, one full of life, love, joy and adventures, one that they would sit down and tell their grandchildren years down the rode....

Though it pained my heart to see so many friends leave, to move on through so many games, it is my honor to have played with them all and to have enjoyed those journeys with them. I can't bring to words all that I feel towards those people but never let darkness take you my friends, for it is without doubt that wherever evil guild leaders reside, or power abuses exist, know that my name will be sung and people will live on awaiting my arrival but until then I shall call this guild FML my home, so if in the future you look to the sky and feel doubt, sadness, or depression, look for me my children, look for that tag and ask about me, for I shall be there, a true place to call home, a true house of autism and know that I will never not extend my hand to you.

Signed,
The One True King Under the Sun
The Snake of BDO
The True Boi
The Hero of the Vale
King of the North
Seventh Petal Commander of the Rose
Officer of FML under the Great Old Man Proto

Pryan, The Dragon of SoR