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A Tale of Casual Raiders

Hello, let me tell you a story tonight,
About our kinship, of it’s glory and might,

Casual Raiders is the name of our kin,
Casuals and hardcores, together for the win,

It started with pugs, with a vision in sight,
A community of players, close-knit and tight,

Then craters and trophy collectors joined our ranks,
We accepted amazing healers, dps’ers and tanks,

Slowly and steadily it grew,
Having fun like I never knew,

Raiding daily, facing challenges head on,
Estelali and by his side mower of lawn,

The love for Tolkien forever in heart,
Always together and never apart,

If you’re wondering what this kin is about,
We laugh,  we smile,  we raid,  we shout,

To be with us, you gotta have a thick skin,
We are a casual kin,  we’re not mean within,

As long as you’re respectful, you’re free,
You are welcome to join raids or chill in Bree, 

Our kin is friendly and a safe place,
After raids we like to do a DoS race,

We got creepy Wednesdays and throwback Thursdays,
Orthanc Fridays and Ereborian Saturdays and Sundays,

On top of it, we love our surprise raids and runs,
Rift and DN, OD and BG, and other classical ones,

We love taking the first timers along,
Their happiness is music to our song,

All these rhymes and verses I wrote,
I still think about my abandoned boat,

Roaming Middle-earth from Gondor to Bree,
On Brandywine, Casual Raiders is the place to be,

The haters are gonna always hate,
But hate doesn’t make anyone great,

It’s about inclusion and not exclusion,
Join us and draw your own conclusion.

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LOTRO Players

Let’s go on an adventure tonight,

LOTRO Players in their glory and might,   

  

The Middle-earth is our play ground,

We’re here to win, we won’t turn around,  

  

Andang brought his young lore-master,

Braxwolf shoots his bow faster,  

  

Pineleaf is a little hobbit warden,

Draculetta’s class I don’t remember, pardon!  

  

Ethelros is mighty captain,

Estel-Ali doesn’t join them often,  

  

But he has a kinship to run,

To lead raids and have fun,  

  

But LOTRO Players have fun of their own,

They travel through Middle-earth from dusk till dawn,  

  

They slay the minions of Sauron they meet,

From Forochel’s icy weather to Moria’s heat,  

  

Each week their fellowship grows,

Their number increase, their legend grows,  

  

Let’s go on an adventure tonight,

LOTRO Players are ready for a fight.

For Me?

Wish I didnt have to do it,
There is no chance to avoid it,
They said I was mad to do it,
But this is what fate had for me,  

This cursed life on the run,
Sweating under the sun,
Mourning while holding a gun,
There is no escape for me,  

I run and death follows,
Betrayed by all my fellows
No goodbyes and no hello’s,
There is no friend in need for me,  

I remember when life was pleasing,
Enjoyed being fun and appeasing,
Flirting with them and teasing,
Now there is no savior for me,  

These hardships, twists and turns,
To kindle that fire which burns,
A fire of passion, a job that earns,
In crisis, is there any hope for me?  

I am broken, confused and lost,
Army of devils, no heavenly host,
Willing to endure and suffer the most,
Is there any atonement for me?