'Twas the night before Niflheim opened....

[Katelin]

Not quite sure when exactly Niflheim will open up for us this year, but we are going to write a story together! Hopefully with it coming to a fabulous end by Christmas Eve.

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'Twas potentially the night before Niflheim starts,
Not a blade was being sharpened, no guns disassembled in parts;
The Swords had been busy with their normal day to day fun,
Just grinding, and teaming and getting challenges done;
For the Gate to Krampus could not yet be entered;
When it does, I hope more than just socks are surrendered!

[Cassar]

When all of a sudden from general chat came a refrain,
'The goddamn event has broken again!'
From discord came Andy, his face once more red,
'We're afraid there's an issue with the event code' he said.
'Fear not our brave bees, for the matter is in hand!'
How this keeps happening, none could understand.

[Katelin]

The Krampus Gate has today been flung open once more,
How many times can we run it before it feels like a chore?

[Waspstar]

Cruella de Funcom slammed her fist on the table. 'If there's one thing I will not tolerate at Christmas, it's poetry, verse, and doggerel.'

'Begging your pardon,' quavered Jetlag, her loyal manservant, 'but aren't those three separate things?'

'Silence!' shrieked Cruella. 'Go out into to the Secret world this instant. Find those wanton wordsmiths. Visit upon them a suitable punishment.'

[Katelin]

With a spring in their step, and wearing reindeer headbands,
Nine Swords had no idea of mean Cruellas plans

Every hour they logged in and went into the portal
Each time they survived made them feel more immortal

Despite the known affects from swallowing the bee
It is always best to avoid an arrow to the knee