Twas two weeks before Christmas,
and all through the guild,
every member was stirring,
Krond was to be killed.
The raid was formed by Kilvari with care,
in hopes that every cleric would be there;
The guildmates zoned in all snug to the wall,
for the zone trash was packed like Black Friday mall;
As Nizzi in his robe, and Taunto in nipple fobs,
began to train the raid with millions of mobs;
then out in the zone we heard a rumble,
To investigate, Nizzi ran through the zone with nary a grumble.
Away to the maze he entered by a large door,
When surprisingly he discovered it was the Longhorn's snore!
The beast was asleep, which caused him to think,
"Perhaps we'll wake him if we raise a big stink!"
So Nizzi had the guild cause such a clatter,
Krond was sure to rise to see what was the matter!
Alas...he still slept...so on to Plan B,
Jump into his bed and hail the beasty!
When that didn't work, we got tired of waiting,
and Nizzi decided to continue with raiding.
We stabbed and we slashed and we nuked and we healed,
when suddenly Krond's eyes fluttered and peeled!
He was awake and looking to fight,
but Nizzi had us prepped and ready that night!
Now, Taunto! now, Sunnie! now, Sonof and Hurlee!
On, Kyreth! on Yroc! on, Canga and Chakkorisi!
The guild performed like a well-oiled machine,
and soon Krond the Longhorn began to lean;
He snorted and scowled but his end was soon,
Nizzi thought to himself, "This works better than our attempt to spoon!"
The moment arrived: Krond's attacks began to slow,
when satisfyingly, Yroc landed the killing blow!
Krond's body fell backwards...stabbed, slashed, and burned,
The guild gave a cheer, DKP was to be earned!
When Nizzi approached our slain foe,
we knew he'd behave like a true necro..
He was so excited, he moved so quick,
Before anyone could stop him, he gave Krond's corpse a lick!
Then I heard him exclaim, ere he gated out of sight,
"Merry Christmas to all, and twas a great raid night!"
