Two faces have we
Ourselves, and someone yet to be
We roll someone new
We don't rightly know who
Or what this new charcter will see

New people we do meet
That we may not get to personally greet
Or sometimes we do
And when face to face, we had not a clue
At how different the player and the character could be

You will never know
All the places I did go
Or the things in life I learned
To give my characters a chance, another turn
At accomplishing something...I may not ever

Until someone tells you
All the things you never knew
That I spent the time to create
So that you could play this game...and relate
And you may grumble, or maybe smile!

One day I will leave my own path
And you will mourn me, the woman who played Wrath
And your heart will ache a while, I know...
But I tell you all to take it slow
Because what I accomplished in real life was worth the while.





I'll miss ya, girl. Thanks for helping my cousin with that horrible
situation a while ago by fixing it with awesome roleplay. Even though
you had to kill Velvet twice with that weird mist to fix things.

-Sarah

Penned by my hand on the 4th of Artificium, in the year 543 AD.