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Announcements / Re: 0.4.5.0
« on: April 14, 2016, 03:55:53 am »
Trying to get back into this mod. What in the hell is up with this error on the launcher screen? Do people still play the game or is it done?
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Diplomacy / Re: Few Stood Against Many. A sacred victory.
« on: June 01, 2014, 10:21:20 am »Yeah, sorry, that was me and chosen1.
Good post though, and good roleplay or whatever you'd like to call it. Nice to see you PawC guys have found a cool home.
Lol!
Thanks dude!
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Diplomacy / Few Stood Against Many. A sacred victory.
« on: June 01, 2014, 07:56:18 am »
"Open the gates!" Magam commanded from atop the tall ramparts of New Narra. While Lord Commander Holiday and the main army was away on campaign, he had been named castellan and placed in charge of the garrison and all town functions.
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He stood at the fulcrum of the walkway leading from one gatehouse tower to another. A sudden creaking and groaning of wood and chain captured his attention away from the approaching dust cloud of banners and horse on the horizon to the peasantry struggling to lift the great gate. Satisfied they would succeed, he rushed down the spiral staircase to the chaotic town square below.
Word spread fast around town. No formal planning was needed to accommodate the upcoming celebration. Rather spontaneously the peasantry, whores, nobles, and townsfolk alike had all started drinking and partying. Banners were sewn, signs were painted, flowers were built into wreaths, and kegs were tapped. Seemingly overnight, New Narra had transformed from a bustling city to a colorful and joyful site to see.
Few stood against many.
With so many allied against them, it was a story that all in the realm of the squid could find joy in. Even the defeated army must admit admiration of the feats of the warriors wearing the Kraken standard.
Magam smiled at the site. What a joyous day it was indeed. He began to make his way to the great platform in middle of the square. Usually reserved for executions, today it would be the platform where the words of the great fighters would be heard by the townsfolk.
Suddenly, a man shouted and then a great surge of people headed towards the front gate. Magam glanced behind him and realized the party of warriors was nearly at the gates.
"Make way for the victors! Make way for the heroes of Rebache!" Magam commanded. His poleaxe wielding men slowly pushed the crowd back and a walkway was formed wide enough for the column to enter the town two abreast.
The crowd continued to undulate as the people tried their best to get a good view of the celebrity warriors.
Magam waved from his spot atop the platform. Waiting for their cue, the half dozen royal trumpeters welcomed the first horsemen to pass through the threshold and signaled the crowd to erupt in excited applause and cheer.
At the head of the column were the great war generals Calamari and Holiday. They saluted the crowd with their lances. Wreaths were thrown at them and they put them around their necks. Magam was not sure which beamed brighter, their armor or their wide smiles.
A group at the front of the crowd shouted Calamari's name fervently and caught his attention. Three young females were holding signs which had a man's bend over behind painted on them. Calamari waved politely. At that, the girls also decided to show him their bare breasts and wave. Calamari smiled, blushed, and rode on. Not only had the tale of their improbably victory reached the gates of New Narra, but another story had as well. Before the battle, Calamari climbed to the top of a hut in Nova Rebache and exposed his naked rear end to the enemy. It was said the mere sight of it inspired some of the enemy to feel disgust and rage while others encounter a rather different and unsettling feeling and rush of blood they tried not to show to their comrades around them.
Warriors continued to flow through the gate. Executioner waved his gauntleted hand at the bare breasted ladies as he rode by and asked them to join him at the inn later in the evening. Tyfire, proud and noble, stood tall in his saddle and continued honorably in precession towards the platform. Sir Ryan, held a cup in the air, swayed in his saddle, and beamed brightly at the crowds cheering him. The celebration had already started with him.
Many more warriors passed and soon the great column of troops had reached their destination and halted. Lord Commander Holiday of New Narra dismounted and accompanied Magam on the platform.
Magam symbolically offered Holiday his sword as a sign of relinquishing his role as castellan. Holiday nodded, allowed Magam to keep his sword, and then turned to the crowd. It took a full five minutes for him to calm the cheering of the crowd so he could speak.
"Victory!" Holiday screamed at the crowd.
It seemed like the townsfolk would never stop their cheers. Finally, Holiday was able to gesture for quiet.
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"We stood our ground as they rushed us on the hill. We stood our ground when they charged us in the streets. We butchered them around the cabins. We made the streets flow red with the blood of our enemies!" He was shouting at the top of his lungs. The towns people held their breath with every word. Holiday unsheathed his sword and raised it into the air. The applause was deafening. "Now fine citizens, enjoy and indulge. At least for another day, you may sleep safe knowing your enemies are in the after life. Huzzah!" Another eruption of cheers.
Fifes, lutes, and drums started and the whole square cheered and danced and drank. Holiday grasped Magam around the shoulder and led him towards the inn the rest of the Kraken soldiers were headed into.
"Come my friend. Let us celebrate this victory. On the morrow, we begin preparations for a great offensive campaign. We must strike terror into the hearts of our enemies for they have become too bold."
Magam nodded, grabbed the nearest bare breasted woman he could find and waved at Executioner who was waiting ahead of him with two.
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Victory.
Celebration.
War.
It shall continue.
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He stood at the fulcrum of the walkway leading from one gatehouse tower to another. A sudden creaking and groaning of wood and chain captured his attention away from the approaching dust cloud of banners and horse on the horizon to the peasantry struggling to lift the great gate. Satisfied they would succeed, he rushed down the spiral staircase to the chaotic town square below.
Word spread fast around town. No formal planning was needed to accommodate the upcoming celebration. Rather spontaneously the peasantry, whores, nobles, and townsfolk alike had all started drinking and partying. Banners were sewn, signs were painted, flowers were built into wreaths, and kegs were tapped. Seemingly overnight, New Narra had transformed from a bustling city to a colorful and joyful site to see.
Few stood against many.
With so many allied against them, it was a story that all in the realm of the squid could find joy in. Even the defeated army must admit admiration of the feats of the warriors wearing the Kraken standard.
Magam smiled at the site. What a joyous day it was indeed. He began to make his way to the great platform in middle of the square. Usually reserved for executions, today it would be the platform where the words of the great fighters would be heard by the townsfolk.
Suddenly, a man shouted and then a great surge of people headed towards the front gate. Magam glanced behind him and realized the party of warriors was nearly at the gates.
"Make way for the victors! Make way for the heroes of Rebache!" Magam commanded. His poleaxe wielding men slowly pushed the crowd back and a walkway was formed wide enough for the column to enter the town two abreast.
The crowd continued to undulate as the people tried their best to get a good view of the celebrity warriors.
Magam waved from his spot atop the platform. Waiting for their cue, the half dozen royal trumpeters welcomed the first horsemen to pass through the threshold and signaled the crowd to erupt in excited applause and cheer.
At the head of the column were the great war generals Calamari and Holiday. They saluted the crowd with their lances. Wreaths were thrown at them and they put them around their necks. Magam was not sure which beamed brighter, their armor or their wide smiles.
A group at the front of the crowd shouted Calamari's name fervently and caught his attention. Three young females were holding signs which had a man's bend over behind painted on them. Calamari waved politely. At that, the girls also decided to show him their bare breasts and wave. Calamari smiled, blushed, and rode on. Not only had the tale of their improbably victory reached the gates of New Narra, but another story had as well. Before the battle, Calamari climbed to the top of a hut in Nova Rebache and exposed his naked rear end to the enemy. It was said the mere sight of it inspired some of the enemy to feel disgust and rage while others encounter a rather different and unsettling feeling and rush of blood they tried not to show to their comrades around them.
Warriors continued to flow through the gate. Executioner waved his gauntleted hand at the bare breasted ladies as he rode by and asked them to join him at the inn later in the evening. Tyfire, proud and noble, stood tall in his saddle and continued honorably in precession towards the platform. Sir Ryan, held a cup in the air, swayed in his saddle, and beamed brightly at the crowds cheering him. The celebration had already started with him.
Many more warriors passed and soon the great column of troops had reached their destination and halted. Lord Commander Holiday of New Narra dismounted and accompanied Magam on the platform.
Magam symbolically offered Holiday his sword as a sign of relinquishing his role as castellan. Holiday nodded, allowed Magam to keep his sword, and then turned to the crowd. It took a full five minutes for him to calm the cheering of the crowd so he could speak.
"Victory!" Holiday screamed at the crowd.
It seemed like the townsfolk would never stop their cheers. Finally, Holiday was able to gesture for quiet.
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"We stood our ground as they rushed us on the hill. We stood our ground when they charged us in the streets. We butchered them around the cabins. We made the streets flow red with the blood of our enemies!" He was shouting at the top of his lungs. The towns people held their breath with every word. Holiday unsheathed his sword and raised it into the air. The applause was deafening. "Now fine citizens, enjoy and indulge. At least for another day, you may sleep safe knowing your enemies are in the after life. Huzzah!" Another eruption of cheers.
Fifes, lutes, and drums started and the whole square cheered and danced and drank. Holiday grasped Magam around the shoulder and led him towards the inn the rest of the Kraken soldiers were headed into.
"Come my friend. Let us celebrate this victory. On the morrow, we begin preparations for a great offensive campaign. We must strike terror into the hearts of our enemies for they have become too bold."
Magam nodded, grabbed the nearest bare breasted woman he could find and waved at Executioner who was waiting ahead of him with two.
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Victory.
Celebration.
War.
It shall continue.
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Diplomacy / A Day of Blood
« on: May 27, 2014, 12:33:18 am »
He pulled up his hood as he neared the great gates of New Narra. The ramparts seemed larger then life when he first examined them as a boy. Now judging them with a military mind, forged in the endless drills of Calamari's School of Warfare, he determined they were no less formidable. It was no wonder so many considered New Narra the greatest city in all of Calradia. A sentinel looked up from his dice game with ill temperament, noticed the great Kraken emblazoned on his cloak, faded from time and wear, and quickly nodded in respect as the warrior limped by. The gigantic war hammer the warrior carried certainly hastened the sentry's response.
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He could walk this familiar path with eyes closed if he wished. Victory or defeat, this was where he always met his companions after the fighting was done to take advantage of the soldierly discounts on the fine Steppe Wine and promiscuous New Narra whores. He stopped short of the tavern and looked up at the old battered sign that hung above the doorway. The sight of the large squid drinking an ale with one of its tentacles and doing unspeakable things to a bent over templar with another kept the more reputable citizens away from The Silly Squid Inn and never failed to bring a smile to his rugged face. His boots kicked up dust as he stepped onto the old plank floor.
As it did with every guest, it took a moment for his eyes adjust to the low light level. This was all the time that was needed for the whores in the establishment to spot a potential wealthy patron and call on them. A tall dark haired beauty strode over to the warrior's side and started to whisper sweet nothings into his ear but this was the time for brotherhood and drink so he swept her away like a fly and looked around. There, at the normal table, sat a sullen warrior with a great line of dried blood running down his forehead.
"Exe!" the warrior exclaimed as he strode near the table.
"Ah, Magam my boy! How are you?" The two warriors shook hands and then Magam loudly called for two fresh cups of Ale.
"How fares your head wound Exe?" he inquired as he sat down to the table.
"Ah, 'tis just a flesh wound ol' chap. It was hard fighting outside New Dirigh Aban but I think we will be able to force a surrender with our next engagement. We lost many a good men there but we certainly avenged them with the route outside New Bhulaban!"
Magam smiled as he remembered the slaughter. "Aye, we honored the memory of those we lost in this war. Perhaps we will soon see victory and drive the infidels into Oblivion!"
"I'll drink to that my friend!"
Exe raised his cup where the two warriors sloppily smashed cups together, drank them down, and slammed them on the table after they were empty. Laughter exploded from the pair and then Magam called for two more Ales. Just then, the door slammed open and there stood Lord Commander Holiday in full battle regalia. He noticed the pair of battle brothers at their table and gestured towards them.
"I thought I might find you two here. Sir Tankmen rides for another Acre scoundrel. I have come to call you to battle!"
Magam glanced over to Exe who then nodded to his brother.
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"Another day of blood is upon us my friend. Time to ride to war."
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He could walk this familiar path with eyes closed if he wished. Victory or defeat, this was where he always met his companions after the fighting was done to take advantage of the soldierly discounts on the fine Steppe Wine and promiscuous New Narra whores. He stopped short of the tavern and looked up at the old battered sign that hung above the doorway. The sight of the large squid drinking an ale with one of its tentacles and doing unspeakable things to a bent over templar with another kept the more reputable citizens away from The Silly Squid Inn and never failed to bring a smile to his rugged face. His boots kicked up dust as he stepped onto the old plank floor.
As it did with every guest, it took a moment for his eyes adjust to the low light level. This was all the time that was needed for the whores in the establishment to spot a potential wealthy patron and call on them. A tall dark haired beauty strode over to the warrior's side and started to whisper sweet nothings into his ear but this was the time for brotherhood and drink so he swept her away like a fly and looked around. There, at the normal table, sat a sullen warrior with a great line of dried blood running down his forehead.
"Exe!" the warrior exclaimed as he strode near the table.
"Ah, Magam my boy! How are you?" The two warriors shook hands and then Magam loudly called for two fresh cups of Ale.
"How fares your head wound Exe?" he inquired as he sat down to the table.
"Ah, 'tis just a flesh wound ol' chap. It was hard fighting outside New Dirigh Aban but I think we will be able to force a surrender with our next engagement. We lost many a good men there but we certainly avenged them with the route outside New Bhulaban!"
Magam smiled as he remembered the slaughter. "Aye, we honored the memory of those we lost in this war. Perhaps we will soon see victory and drive the infidels into Oblivion!"
"I'll drink to that my friend!"
Exe raised his cup where the two warriors sloppily smashed cups together, drank them down, and slammed them on the table after they were empty. Laughter exploded from the pair and then Magam called for two more Ales. Just then, the door slammed open and there stood Lord Commander Holiday in full battle regalia. He noticed the pair of battle brothers at their table and gestured towards them.
"I thought I might find you two here. Sir Tankmen rides for another Acre scoundrel. I have come to call you to battle!"
Magam glanced over to Exe who then nodded to his brother.
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"Another day of blood is upon us my friend. Time to ride to war."
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Sell/Trade / Re: Selling Loomed Great Long Axe Great Deal.
« on: April 21, 2014, 06:16:55 am »
Sold, TY.
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Sell/Trade / Selling Loomed Great Long Axe Great Deal.
« on: April 20, 2014, 07:09:02 am »
210k OBO if you hit me up quickly.
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Beginner's Help and Guides / Re: Solid Builds
« on: July 21, 2013, 08:49:54 am »
Was thinking about rolling this next gen.
24 Strength.
15 Agi.
2 Ath.
5 Riding.
8 Iron.
8 Power Strike.
111 Polearm.
24 Strength.
15 Agi.
2 Ath.
5 Riding.
8 Iron.
8 Power Strike.
111 Polearm.
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NA (Official) / Re: Ban lilly_lefluer
« on: July 04, 2013, 10:02:28 pm »
I should say ruining the server for the last 24 hours.
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NA (Official) / Ban lilly_lefluer
« on: July 04, 2013, 09:52:23 pm »
This person has been botting on your server for at least 24 hours....
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