RIP Vill

Secret Agent Alteyr, Hiding In The Leavesto Everyone

Greetings Avalon.

We gather in mourning today. For our citiless friend, the every-friendly,

citiless Vill... has passed on to the other side. Let us remember him -- not as

as the apocalypse-bringing, megalomaniac he was in his last moments -- but as

the tiny fish just trying to make it in this great big pond we call Avalon.

I'll never forget the last thing Vill said to me: \"Do u use colour? \" I'm going

to be honest with all of you, I had no good answer for him at the time. But I

have my answer now, Vill. I once knew colour. From Thakrian shore to Parrian

port, I've gotten to know many a people and place. But none that have used as

much colour as you, Vill, Master Vagabond.

The King of Hobos is dead. Long live Vill, King of Hobos.

Written and shown unedited exactly as rendered by text based game bulletin board on Avalon Online RPG and by my hand on the 9th of Springflower, in the year 1398.