Farewell, delegates..........

[RazorClaw]

 A small, quick ship is docked, periodically rising and falling with the waves. A weasel looks out into the sun, smiling. His second in command, a wolf, walks up.
  "Sir, is it true? Are you really leaving?"
  The weasel continues to smile, and says,
  "I must go, for there are other lands to be explored, other ventures to be made. A nobler cause seek I, and I shall not find it here.
  I leave my command to you."
  The ship sails off in the distance, the sunset decorating its hull.

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::cries::  ::cries::  ::cries::  Well, I'm going to stay on a while longer, but...... I'll embark on my tour of the world in lees than a week. G'bye! ::cries::  :(
 

[Mark]

 does this mean your leaving? or are ya stayin' a little longer?

[RazorClaw]

 I'm staying. Jus' for a likkle bit, though.

[Mark]

 good...I think that you should stick around until you reach one thousand posts :D

[RazorClaw]

 Well, that'd get me enough time to get on the game.....