Like threads of silk, you mend the game,
With tweaks and fixes, whispering fame,
No bug too small, no flaw unseen,
Your polish makes the starlight keen.
From balance scales to quests refined,
Each touch a treasure, intertwined,
You weave a tapestry divine,
Where players lose themselves and shine.
So let our hearts in chorus sing,
Of gratitude, your wisdom brings,
For every detail, small and grand,
We thank you, moderator, on hand.
Thnx you