Standing tall and on a hilltop the colossus towers over everything and lights the way for lost wanderers.
Just read the “The Norrathian Colossus” based off the poem “The New Colossus” by Emma Lazarus, take online poker tournaments a look at the screenshots and prepare to be amazed!
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, With conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our moon-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty Tier’Dal with a torch, whose flame Is the imprisoned lightning, and his name Father of Exiles. From his beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome; his smoldering eyes command The air-bridged mountains that rival nations frame. “Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries he With silent lips. “Give me your Trolls, your Dwarves, Your huddled masses of Iksar yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the Gnomes, and Frogloks to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
Oh, and by the way: The colossus now has very nice and wavy hair as well!
Don’t miss out, visit this extraordinary build on Stump – Liberation (Southeast of spire).