Masouri 2131 Popular Post Share Posted March 18, 2022 Memento Meminisse “Let me remember to remember before I forget to forget.” [!] An old painting of one of the founding members of the Ferrymen, pondering on their time in the mud. Spoiler “Justice and fairness tattooed on my chest, freedom flowing through my veins. An honorable cause that formed the foundation for the most just yet most vicious warriors since lettering was invented. Where did the times go? Where did our traditions go?” The Ferrymen used to scramble for every coin we could get our filthy palms on, just to hand it to some poor farmer. That’s what life was for us, what it was meant to be. What we were meant to do. We’ve grown out of our own skin. So much gold has been acquired from the rich and entitled that we don’t worry about the poor anymore. We worry about our fashion and walletology, the science that explains how big our pockets can get before bursting. We are nested in every city, and their civilian’s minds. The Ferrymen have grown to such a size that we are not anymore a collection of commonmen, but an underground collective of organized crime. Puppeteers on a grander stage. Conductors of the orchestra playing in this realm. Blood is spilt for gold, and gold used to fuel greed. Let it come to an end. To all donning our teal, you are free. You may live your life as just a man, bathing in the glory you’ve acquired on the fields of war, alongside the many women you’ve gained. The gathering of freedom fighters known as the Ferrymen will continue through the actions of their Captain, on a ship without deckhands or sailors. We leave a ravaged path of endless ruin behind us, ruin that could not be stopped by anyone. Unmatched by any villains of the past. I leave you with one final order. Whenever our ferry reaches distant shores, I ask all devotees to remember where we started, where we’ve been and where we are now. Signed, The Ferryman 68 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mickaelhz 3752 Popular Post Share Posted March 18, 2022 "Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning." Spoke the mystical first Ferryman from distant shores. 47 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shmeepicus 3941 Share Posted March 18, 2022 Bjorn had only participated in a few fights, and he was not happy with this news! He did not wish to remove the teal banda-.. helmet with teal on it! (He had not earned the right to don the teal bandana yet). 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nooblius 5794 Share Posted March 18, 2022 Norli lets out a sigh as he enters his office, and slumps onto his chair to look at his many papers. Among them, a new letter has been placed, with a teal seal. He opens it, reads the letter, and pauses for reflection. "Surely, da champions o' dis era, and warriors o' nae compare 'mongst men. Inspired by da greats o' a past toime," he mused, looking to a weathered stone on his desk, a memory of his reign. "I wonder who dey shall inspire; wot can come next?" 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
mika1278 2674 Share Posted March 18, 2022 Mika Anarion, though known as The Silver Lubba and one of few remaining subsidiaries of The Ferrymen perked up a brow at this act, though understands the sentiment, raising a glass to the air from his balcony "Smooth sailing we shall."Timmy, a Ferryman, though originally Hangman looks around confused with his beady eyes looking over the parchment, remaining silent as he picks up his trusty mop and lowers his bandana once more for he was once more free. Awaiting the next project he shall encounter in his ancient life of exploring the realms as a ship's janitor. 8 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mio 3771 Share Posted March 18, 2022 Sir Leonidas Mareno stood on the edge of a beaches shore with his fine teal bandana within his palms, grasped with heavy heart. "In a world without gold, we might have been heroes. Sadly, this world is one with gold, though I wouldn't have wanted it any other way." The Ferryman remarked, burying his bandana deep into the sand as he went off on a new adventure! 16 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
MailC3p 1143 Share Posted March 18, 2022 Arthur Komnenos looked over the missive from his office in St. Lothar, as he read it over he looked over at his wife, asleep in her bed “I suppose you can no longer say you have ferrymen friends dear.” he whispered to himself in a voice that she could not quite hear “goodspeed ferryboys, we fought many battles against eachother, i wish you luck wherever you may go.” 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Monkee 7356 Share Posted March 18, 2022 As that era closes to an end, Arsenios doffs the teal bandana. He does not cry that it is over, though. He smiles because it happened. 17 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
pkdon 1119 Share Posted March 18, 2022 SWIFTY SAMAY SOBS AND WEEPS, BOTH OF JOY AND SADNESS, THE GOOD AND THE BAD. “YOU GUYS ARE REALLY AWESOME.” HE CALLS TO HIS COMRADES 12 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Valannor 6344 Share Posted March 18, 2022 "The end of an Era." Commented a peddler of medicinal wares, sat upon a stool in her shop. "Another shall come - but now, the world rejoices, both in fear, and in gladness." 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
burntgoosebuns 282 Share Posted March 18, 2022 "Nothing great can withstand the ebb and flow of time," Ruina says, sitting down and contemplating all she had wrought during her time among the Ferrymen, shaking her head as startling visions come to mind. "Was fun to be a part of it, however small, while it lasted though." 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Willstertheking2 1101 Share Posted March 18, 2022 Wholesome Willy grabs his old and worn bandana from the chest beneath his bed. One that had been casted off several years prior though he had not found it within himself to throw it away. He let it fall through his hand as despite all the reasons he had for leaving. As he looked back, all he could remember were the joys he had when they won, and the lows they had when they lost... And how they had done it as one. 8 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
satinkira 5798 Share Posted March 18, 2022 (edited) ChildTea, upon hearing of the news, giggled. Does this mean armies have to stop relying on them now? Oh, I bet Oren is shaking.. Edited March 18, 2022 by satinkira 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
louislxix 3054 Share Posted March 18, 2022 Brick one of the most time-tested Ferrymen to date seemed to have lost purpose in his ailing age. He no longer brought his sword to a whet stone, or shined his armour - instead, upon a porch, wistful memories would come to mind, as a cigarette was smoked. "A shame, that I will see this generation rise, and now fall. And the second, well," he coughed into his sleeve, "I may not be around for." - "Let the next beginning be just as compelling, and that our sight not be lost," the old man muttered, raising his cigarette in toast. 13 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pancho 2498 Share Posted March 18, 2022 Ferrymen Patriot slowly reads the missive, eating every word of it. As it comes to its conclusion, a sword could be heard being drove into the marshlands of the West, a mask being left leaning against it. Truly, the defining men of an era, now left to stand the tests of time. 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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