The Musicman

There are times that we remember for all time. They were the days that defined us. My thoughts can be filled with frustration and anger at the battles already decided. They are tempered by the times where I must sit and contemplate what has happened. Did I do what I can? I’ve fought countless times and often without consequence or effect. Those times have passed. I have found an enemy now that tests my mettle. Like the old general, I will not yield. For it’s not that I hate the enemy but that I love America.



In a long series on this front and then on another, battles have been fought fiercely on ground so sacred that many of us would rather know certain death than destruction of our beloved land. We shall fight long and hard for this land. It’s the only pursuit worth knowing.

I, alone, am not enough. I need to band together with you—my American compatriots, my Canadian neighbors, mis amigos de España, and meu Român frate. Whether you can tank or do
just a little damage, we are equal in our commitment to fight smart, fight bravely, and fight together. We need to go to the ends of the earth for each other.



We shall go on to the end. We shall defend our land whatever the cost may be. We shall never surrender. This is where we hold all of the world's warriors that have gathered against us. This is where we fight. Remember these days, for they will be ours for all time.



A Couple of Important Guides

Guide For New Players
Fight Smart, Fight Proud (fighting 101)

R.I.P. Mr. Cronkite