Death's Daggers

RSVP was a flag on the Sage Ocean.

Monarchy

 * A true monarchy where the rule is absolute

History/About

 * Former royalty of Shadows of Sage bought The Dark Elite Killers and after 3 months some flag members decided to form their own flag, thus the creation of Death's Dagger's
 * The flag was renamed to Death's Daggers at the end of 2008
 * Flag renamed to RSVP October 2011

Public Statement
- Pyrates for Hire, We'll War for the Sport & Profit ......... We'll 3rd Party for the Fun ...... =D

Extended Public Statement
.....Somehow, somewhere, it all got chewed up and spit out and it dont taste like Sage anymore ...Can't you see what its like in this dreary blender of an ocean...Everyday is an agonizing ordeal, like balancing a pot of scalding water on your head while people whip your legs and butt ...(ya...you never forget yer 1st crew) ...You think we're sick, well the only disease we got is Bored Life... A smug busting gauntlet of ineffeciency and misery thats one long parley of put downs, beat downs, shut outs, sell outs, nub nuts, pay wars, palour alts, and nimrods ...All making each day about as much fun as waxing a flaming pink war frigate with yer tongue ...Even if you do luck out into the possiblity of some fleeting pleasure ...Say like some nyphomaniac sloop operator with the vessel control of a Greeter-nazi Bot slapper, agree's to a little strip inter-arch race ...It'll be over before it starts because some fruit laden cutter jockey slams his bow up your dhow ...And that same cutter is owned by some pirate spanker from a multi-ocean Merchant Cult who starts shaking chicken bones at you and gives you a boil so big that all it needs is an autograph to make it complete ... And even with all this, all this, we still drag our sorry booty's off the hammocks every morning and stick our faces into the griefing machine for one more day knowing that when its finally time to flash the cosmic card key at the blockade gates...We won't be in the coffins anyways, because some underhanded flag hopper has sold our stock, ships, and other assorted Good & Plenty's to that same multi-ocean Merchant Cult... So does anybody ever really wonder why anybody is hanging onto sanity by the jib sails on the tips of their fingers while life dirty dances on their digits...And is it any wonder why we stay estranged !!