"These are the ushers of Martius: before him he carries noise, and behind him he leaves tears: Death, that dark spirit, in ’s nervy arm doth lie; Which, being advanced, declines, and then men die."
Second small announcement, staff applications are now a thing and we're looking for all kinds of staff, but with an emphasis on Event Managers. Apply here if you feel you'd like to be one: krenn-rp.com/board/21/staff-applications
"These are the ushers of Martius: before him he carries noise, and behind him he leaves tears: Death, that dark spirit, in ’s nervy arm doth lie; Which, being advanced, declines, and then men die."