Today, the guild gathered at the Shrine of the Fallen Warrior in the Barrens to honor the loss of one of our officers, and a man I’m proud to call friend, Roger “Ralff” White.
He was one of the main tanks in the first raid team I ever joined in this guild, a group known as the “Over the Hill Gang”. I was the token young person in the group, having been brought in for my moniker of Oldmanfranks. And sure I got my fair end of teasing, but they never ever made me feel like I didn’t belong, and Ralff was a huge part of that. I had so much fun during Burning Crusade playing with these guys and girls. They were a huge part of why I felt so comfortable leaving my old server and making Earthen Ring, and <alea iacta est> my new home.
I had not had the chance to play with him in a long time, until fairly recently when I ran into him in Suramar, doing world quests. He immediately asked to help, like no time had passed. That was Ralff.
I miss him so much right now. RIP big guy.