I haven't the rank to speak on this matter yet if I may be given to speak amongst the greats.
Before I was saved by the God of War I was in an army that was built on individualism and venture capitalism. Meaning after killing a beast who ever got an item held the rules on whether or not to give, sell, to ration off the item whether or not it was of any use to them or other patrons in the group.
The God of War is an empathic entity, all accepting. She took me in when I was weak, although in the beginning stages, I carried the values and principles I learned in my former army.
I had around 30 or so remnants from my former army, all of which were of no use to me, and wardens armer.
Then came my second encounter of the Right Arm, the God of Danu as I saw him in the Tavern, upset, on my way to Gastor for work. I told the Right Arm, I was upset because someone in our army had scammed me.
I explained to this Giant of man that someone traded me a cloud to which I was attracted to. I offered 10k(life savings). I traded and within minutes noticed that it had no speed increase and asked for my money back to which I was called a newb, and told "it is just a game" to add insult to injury, the God of War's accepting nature welcomed this individual to the army, and so I had to coexist with someone who exploited me.
So the Right Arm, then gave me 10k and said, "It is my problem now" But explained to me the difference between being scammed and being exploited, for it was my own ignorance that did me in, along with the apathetic and vulture characteristics of this toon in which I will remain unnamed. I thanked him but then...soon after I had a cognitive shift of sorts.
This is where the Right Arm's third paragraph comes into fruition, for I am a physical manifestation of this paragraph.
To the old historic players: You guys hold the key, when you stand on honor and fairness people look up and see what you stand on and follow it with out question But when you faulter your dreams of the old days will soon run aground. Like it or not being old school player can mean you are the example of what was and what should be, you are the leader of today and could be for tomarrow if you so see it fit. When you guys fail to stand on the best ground it will seem all the world is a mist and order is out the door with no control and no hope for change. Making a great leader is not given to the weak but earned to the ones that can be followed.
What commenced later on was a relentless soloing exposition in raising funds in order to pay the Right Arm back. Mind you I still had his 10k. But for some reason I could not understand, the first person to ever give me that much gold for free, sent me into a free fall of guilt in which I wanted to earn back by working to raise the funds. Luckily the hawkhurst chests cut my time in half, for the red eyes gave very little in the other world this took me 4 days.
In finally reaching my goal of having 20k. I went back to the Tavern, yet could not find him. I then mailed him the 10k gold. And told him, "And old Ox told me once to ensure I do not exploit those who choose to help the weak"
I then learned form the God of War in dialogue about this person, that he (the scammer)was most likely exploited before I was, and thus he was taught this a principle of Danu. I was blessed to observe this circle of greed early. These early influences taught me early on that those who suppress others, may be more in pain than their victims and must be saved. A Defining moment at lvl 81. Which culminated into being Knighted as a Guardian at age 87 in a grand ceremony in the Tavern by the Right Arm. I am lucky and grateful to be saved early.
Since then I have tried multiple times to repeat to others what the Right Arm did with me. What happened is that the cycle of greed changed into a cycle of hope, starting with that day at the Tavern. I have tried to save others with some success, as some became Generals in the army I am in who have far surpassed my strength from a simple gesture of handing an old weapon that is good for someone else instead of selling it. And sometimes my attempts have failed, when paying for someones remnants for someone else has missed its mark and ppl fail to understand the lesson and are currently lost, doomed to spaz out in the arena causing issues in clans that hold no weight in Danu.
To make a long story short, on the eve of me reaching 150 without lix. I have never sold a drop since that encounter. And gave all those stored remnants to our clan bank. Before anyone believes this is foolish, I can then say I have never paid a guild mate for a quest item ever since and never waited 5 levels outside of achieving an armor milestone, from meteoric to frozen and currently 5 grand shards away from a full set of ancient beast bone at lvl 148.
The Right Arm has served to saved me along with the other Pillars from the free fall of greed that is the virus of Danu that keeps us out of union. There is a symmetrical perfect balance between the God of War and the Right Arm, for the first represents love and acceptance, to which would easily be consumed by the exploits of the greedy without the protection of the Right Arm, who represents the Power, spine like a steel ram rod, the culminating right cross after two left jabs, the deep wisdom and vulnerability of scars of war, and principles that are stronger than forces that hold planets and subatomic particles in orbit.