Welcome to The Lotus Eaters' guild website! We are a fun loving social guild, with plans on running Operations in the future.

 

 

                                                               Guild Rules

Rule #1. Don't be rude. You know, the Golden Rule.

Rule #2. No more than 1 sentence at a time in full caps. We get it, that mob is overpowered, but no need for caps.

Rule #3. Be helpful! If a newcomer is asking questions, answer them!

Rule #4. While we have allow mature language, we do not appreciate excessive language (Or racist comments.) 

 

 

 

                                    Guild Ranks 

Rank 0-Initiate. Chances are, if you're reading this, you won't be this rank for long!

Rank 1-Lotus Lover, Lotus Guard. Registered on the site, Lotus Guards are level 50.

Rank 2-Dreams of Lotus. Being helpful and socialable will help you gain this rank.

Rank 3-Lotus Eater, Important Alt. A fully fledged Lotus Eater! This rank gets access to Officer chat, so you get to partake in our ramblings!! Important Alts are the Alts of Lotus Eater and higher.

Rank 4-Lotus Devourer, Founder. Basically an officer. You should respect and listen to these members, they can kick you after all! Founders are original Lotus Eaters.

Rank 5-Admin. Those who I trust to run the guild in my absence. Currently, only my alts are this rank.

Rank ∞-Guildmaster. Sam!

 

There are two reasons why Star Wars: The Old Republic is so amazing. One is Lotus. The other is kicking ass and chewing bubble gum, and I'm all out of bubble gum.

"Nine whole days I was borne along by rough, deadly winds on the fish-infested sea. Then on the tenth our squadron reached the land of the Lotus-eaters,people who eat the lotus, mellow fruit and flower. We disembarked on the coast, drew water there and crewmen snatched a meal by the swift ships. Once we'd had our fill of food and drink I sent a detail ahead, two picked men and a third, a runner, to scout out who might live there-men like us perhaps, who live on bread? So off they went and seen enough they mingled among the natives, Lotus-eaters, Lotus-eaters who had no notion of killing my companions, not at all, they simply gave them the lotus to taste instead... Any crewmen who ate the lotus, the honey-sweet fruit, lost all desire to send a message back, much less return, their only wish to linger there with the Lotus-eaters, grazing on lotus, all memory of the journey home dissolved forever. But I brought them back, back to the hollow ships, and streaming tears-I forced them, hauled the munder the rowing benches, lashed them fast and shouted out commands to my other, steady comrades: 'Quick, no time to lose, embark in the racing ships!'-so none could eat the lotus, forget the voyage home. They swung aboard at once, they sat to the oars in ranks and in rhythm churned the water white with stroke on stroke."