Ink and Steel: Written by guild member Enekie.
I am here to tell you about Ink and Steel. We are a bad guild that suffers from self-esteem problems.
A lot of people have claimed that we are terrible raiders. It is true. We like to run weekly raids with our allied guilds, but we’re far too lax about who we bring. We bring whoever happens to want to go! Have you heard of such a thing? I didn’t realize this until it was far too late to escape.
All in all, Ink and Steel is a very lazy guild. We’ve had only the occasional guild drama, while most guilds have traumatic episodes every day. Our drama isn’t even that good. It usually consists of two of us getting shirtless (IRL and In-Game) and hurling obscenities and beer cans at each other while the rest of us cower in the corner, trying to drown out the sound of sirens and shrieking by singing out of tune carols.
And RP? We’ve got it, but we’re all pretty casual about it. Not once have we ever attacked anyone for RP and sometimes we even do it when other people feel like it! How pathetic are we?
If you are as lazy and sinful as us, you probably have a hard time getting along with other people. We’ll take you in, but you must drive us to our local sobriety meetings for the first month of your probationary period.
If you are a decent human being, you should run away, because this message probably already contaminated you.
Some facts about Ink and Steel:
-We have to finish our raids in one and a half hours before our leader, Jaeldech, starts listening to old Sinatra songs and breaks down completely. If you are on vent at the time, the faint whispers of gentle sobbing can be heard over the headset.
-Our lead Death Knight, Naragoth, is a ninja looter. No, not that way. He always still every piece of Crusty Flatbread that drops, threatening people with physical harm if they don’t surrender them. When questioned, he simply screams: “RECESSION!” over and over, and the puts us all on ignore for a day.
-The number one profession practiced in Ink and Steel is alcohol abuse.
-Our lead Paladin, Urieth, is crippled with fear by the mere mention of Newt Gingrich.
-We are very interested in allying ourselves with guilds that may find themselves shorthanded for heroics or raids.
-Noted mascot, Uzoma, cannot stay on ventrilo in the company of women. If one speaks while he is listening, he gets extremely flustered and vomits, forcing us all to hold while he goes and gets a new keyboard.
We are awful. Don’t join.*
*Do join.
