Farewell TA, May the light shine upon you.
She traveled the world of Norrath with the best of humanity. From her humble origins in Qeynos to the Elemental Planes, every footstep was well worth the effort because of the people she traveled with. Cherianna Spirithealer had a mission and I believe that in the time she shared with the people of Prexus that she accomplished her goals. With every heal, resurrection or buff, she mitigated the pain of those she traveled with.
This world is precious and will be lasting in her memory. However, I believe she has traveled all she can at this point and Cherianna Spirithealer will be laid to rest in her mothers birthplace, Euridin. She has loved and lost, won the insurmountable battles and done it all in the company of the finest.
She salutes the Spirit of the Light, which was the foundation for all she did no matter where she traveled. It was an honor to be amongst people like Sharkann and Wolfrunner, Kuukai, Anialla, Kegamen, Vdian, Golithian, Graz, Mizu, Oleg, Kido, Kimax (Kimo), Nako, Haziel, Altman, Narcissist, Gosifosiol and Cantore and those arent all of them. Though some might be no more than a ghostly presence she acknowledges that those originals were the ones that established her continued journey amongst her friends.
She salutes the members of Twilight Avengers and was so grateful when she was so welcomed into their fold. Kindof said, I always knew she was an Avenger. She will bear the spirit of that where ever she goes. It was an honor to travel as an Avenger and the pride that goes along with wearing the tag was priceless.
From the halls of Highkeep, to the caves of Blackburrow, to the plains of the Karanas, to the footsteps of Karnors and to the depths of Sebilis, there was always a place for Cherianna to be of assistance. I will miss so many in my travels- Talula, Kataralt, Vitaloni, Nalban, Mehug, Palara, Maus, Soeb, Mikesok, Marthisdil, Caphriel, Willow, Bidwan, Starladear, Cynnara, Kinamurk, Bigi, Sarkoth, Lusanne, Tiniane, Krioni, Asklepios, Shorhend/Shoulynn, Narye, Tanoril, Tilany, Pouncin, Ianex, Olymere, Seillina and I cant even begin to name them all.
She keenly remembers the appearance of Zordak and the multitudes that showed when she cried for help. Within 15 minutes 56 people showed up. She was more overwhelmed by the Prexus support than the actual epic weapon she was able to wield. That shining clarifying moment demonstrated the best of the Prexian community.
She watches the passing screenshots of life and envisions the moments of Vindi going down, the Duck dying in HoT, the mist of the PoD at the castle, the singing Bard bringing in the train of all trains in Fear, the Tuesday night shroom groups (hugs Kenamor and Alliara) and the moment that Velks hit the ground amid the bodies of her family. She remembers the first time Aaraynor went down in Ntov and the beginning of the red dawn. She watched Sontalak cave into the determined Avengers. She remembers when they marked a new notch in their belt with the resounding take down of the Avatar of War, surprising most of the Norrathian world. Most recently, the entrance into the Elemental Planes was a feat not to be dismissed. A guild of such modest proportions and composition, driven by a notion of being a family, took worlds and dragons by storm.
She salute the officers of the Twilight Avengers, those that serve tirelessly with commitment and fortitude, with courage and diplomacy, with tenacity and spirit: Ellocopato, Guild Leader, and The Strike Force team: Thaenatos, the Sassy Paladin, Pheatz, the pulling monk of TA, Ostrogoth, the purple cleric of Euridin, Reiki, the dwarven cleric who stood tall, and to Slagfest, the leader of warriors. To the Membership team led by Monera , the Bard with the biggest heart of all of Norrath, Purrowl, for never taking cat naps, Seagis, the enchanter with the lets do it attitude, and Siltha the pally with a map, plan and the best hugs. And an honorable mentions to those others who have served beyond the call of duty in days of yore.
There is a moment of silence. The thoughts swirl through her head in a jumble. She knows there are always another challenge, another mob, and another day. However, she knows her time is done in Norrath. So Cherianna, the red head Krazy Kleric goes quietly into the night, with softly retreating footsteps and the last mgb cast over all of Prexus of Spirit Virtue, hearing the reverberating echoes of the words Avengers Assemble.
I hope to hear those words again in another realm my friends, it is my biggest hope.
"Best Game Face On!" -- Krazy Kleric
She traveled the world of Norrath with the best of humanity. From her humble origins in Qeynos to the Elemental Planes, every footstep was well worth the effort because of the people she traveled with. Cherianna Spirithealer had a mission and I believe that in the time she shared with the people of Prexus that she accomplished her goals. With every heal, resurrection or buff, she mitigated the pain of those she traveled with.
This world is precious and will be lasting in her memory. However, I believe she has traveled all she can at this point and Cherianna Spirithealer will be laid to rest in her mothers birthplace, Euridin. She has loved and lost, won the insurmountable battles and done it all in the company of the finest.
She salutes the Spirit of the Light, which was the foundation for all she did no matter where she traveled. It was an honor to be amongst people like Sharkann and Wolfrunner, Kuukai, Anialla, Kegamen, Vdian, Golithian, Graz, Mizu, Oleg, Kido, Kimax (Kimo), Nako, Haziel, Altman, Narcissist, Gosifosiol and Cantore and those arent all of them. Though some might be no more than a ghostly presence she acknowledges that those originals were the ones that established her continued journey amongst her friends.
She salutes the members of Twilight Avengers and was so grateful when she was so welcomed into their fold. Kindof said, I always knew she was an Avenger. She will bear the spirit of that where ever she goes. It was an honor to travel as an Avenger and the pride that goes along with wearing the tag was priceless.
From the halls of Highkeep, to the caves of Blackburrow, to the plains of the Karanas, to the footsteps of Karnors and to the depths of Sebilis, there was always a place for Cherianna to be of assistance. I will miss so many in my travels- Talula, Kataralt, Vitaloni, Nalban, Mehug, Palara, Maus, Soeb, Mikesok, Marthisdil, Caphriel, Willow, Bidwan, Starladear, Cynnara, Kinamurk, Bigi, Sarkoth, Lusanne, Tiniane, Krioni, Asklepios, Shorhend/Shoulynn, Narye, Tanoril, Tilany, Pouncin, Ianex, Olymere, Seillina and I cant even begin to name them all.
She keenly remembers the appearance of Zordak and the multitudes that showed when she cried for help. Within 15 minutes 56 people showed up. She was more overwhelmed by the Prexus support than the actual epic weapon she was able to wield. That shining clarifying moment demonstrated the best of the Prexian community.
She watches the passing screenshots of life and envisions the moments of Vindi going down, the Duck dying in HoT, the mist of the PoD at the castle, the singing Bard bringing in the train of all trains in Fear, the Tuesday night shroom groups (hugs Kenamor and Alliara) and the moment that Velks hit the ground amid the bodies of her family. She remembers the first time Aaraynor went down in Ntov and the beginning of the red dawn. She watched Sontalak cave into the determined Avengers. She remembers when they marked a new notch in their belt with the resounding take down of the Avatar of War, surprising most of the Norrathian world. Most recently, the entrance into the Elemental Planes was a feat not to be dismissed. A guild of such modest proportions and composition, driven by a notion of being a family, took worlds and dragons by storm.
She salute the officers of the Twilight Avengers, those that serve tirelessly with commitment and fortitude, with courage and diplomacy, with tenacity and spirit: Ellocopato, Guild Leader, and The Strike Force team: Thaenatos, the Sassy Paladin, Pheatz, the pulling monk of TA, Ostrogoth, the purple cleric of Euridin, Reiki, the dwarven cleric who stood tall, and to Slagfest, the leader of warriors. To the Membership team led by Monera , the Bard with the biggest heart of all of Norrath, Purrowl, for never taking cat naps, Seagis, the enchanter with the lets do it attitude, and Siltha the pally with a map, plan and the best hugs. And an honorable mentions to those others who have served beyond the call of duty in days of yore.
There is a moment of silence. The thoughts swirl through her head in a jumble. She knows there are always another challenge, another mob, and another day. However, she knows her time is done in Norrath. So Cherianna, the red head Krazy Kleric goes quietly into the night, with softly retreating footsteps and the last mgb cast over all of Prexus of Spirit Virtue, hearing the reverberating echoes of the words Avengers Assemble.
I hope to hear those words again in another realm my friends, it is my biggest hope.
"Best Game Face On!" -- Krazy Kleric
