So, before I dive headfirst into life on the red side with the Horde, it would be a big bad if I didn’t give a massive shout-out to all the incredible people I met along the way on Earthen Ring.

Of course, we’ve got the legends: Lee, Laura, Chris, Matt, Drak, Aramai, Kaine, Greedie, Finshan, Samuel, Vent, Bolt, Marcus… Annnnd so many more. You all kept me sane, insane, and everything in between.

And let’s not forget The Rouge lot! Remember our headline-making, tavern-exploding escapades? Yeah, that was us. Sorry, Stormwind, not sorry.

Then there’s Foxton’s Army—an army so chaotic, I’m still not entirely sure what we were supposed to be fighting for, but it was a blast nonetheless.

Now, a big shout-out to the guilds. I mean, The Rose—where crime was our profession, and causing havoc was our hobby. The Thirteenth, where martial law and military RP took “organized fun” to a new level. The Stormwind Guards, always ready to arrest me for one ridiculous reason or another (stealing hats, blowing up taverns, singing annoying songs—you know, the usual). Quill and Sword, the RP aristocracy with drama for days, but also, some of the finest roleplayers I’ve ever met.

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And of course, all my fellow raiders and my other guilds. Those sleepless nights wiping endlessly, our heroic victories, and the moments of pure chaos when someone accidentally pulled the boss early (you know who you are). Every single one of you made this journey unforgettable.

I genuinely can’t thank you all enough. You shaped my experience, made it hilarious, and created memories that will stick with me long after I log off. From the wildest raids to the quietest nights RPing in a tavern, you guys were the best. Earthen Ring, you’ve been a ride, a joy, a headache, and a love.

But for now… farewell, my old friends! Time to cross the line into Horde territory. Blood Knights, Sunrains, and more mischief await. But don’t worry, ER—you’ll always be in my heart…