Remember when playing elementalist used to mean something? Now? Well, now it's a mockery of the primal elements that were first fused to bring about harmony between man and the world; its pure beauty has been sheared away, leaving nothing but a gross spectacle of a ghastly skeletal remnant of the balanced, untainted perfection it was. We must rise against the scourge facing our beautiful real, RISE, RISE, against the darkness of celestial that Anet is feeding us; the very name infused with meaningless psammophilous nature that the desert borderland abounded with. RISE against the overlords and throw down the burden of META!!
@@itssobalanced206 I feel like my brain is so totally on this same radio wave length, there is some static noise between the stations but when i heard these words, they resonated deeply within me and i cannot but agree. Like in the misty deep canyon section on the desert borderland, i see and feel nothing when i ride my Abyssal Flame dyed Warclaw on my way to find the next fight and think to myself: Is this the life of the Elementalist now? To be forever in the bottom of the canyon, or can i rise? Do i even want to rise? And why cannot i see clearly anymore? Have the balance changes finally plucked out my eyes?
