Dyn

An extension? More of a restriction. You can RP stabbing someone through great detail and placing specific points of the body where the blade meets contact. In PVP, you simply click until items spew out. I fail to see your point.

Wanna know what else we had back then? Not half the server being villains, a laxed playerbase who filled out a simple application to join the server, and a playerbase that specifically didn't bite at eachother's necks for every little thing.

Battles also has a scale of 30 people at least. It's too hard to keep track with every little emote and we can't get a plugin for that apparently, so we have to go with another easy option. It works for battles, but should we always use it? No.

Then where is the roleplay? Why should we have to be restricted because you want a quick fight? I'm not good at PVP and I don't have a good operating system which continues to anger me with each passing day, so I should obviously have to just kneel down and be killed when some bandit without a real reason other than not liking my character's race shows up? (Which has happened in many situations).

I'm guessing IP addresses can be checked as I believe forum votes, even hidden, can be seen by admins and such.

RP > PVP

Tactics don't really mean jack when the screen freezes every fifteen seconds. -_-

Among those of the crowd, Velik (Vel-Ick) stood as he listened to the words of his bloodline. His eyes only closing to take in a deep breath, knowing it was finally time. The masked elf had hidden amongst the trees for so long, avoiding nearly all as he wished to merely be alone, but now would be the day when all of that changed. He messed with his green sash from which hung tightly from around his waist before moving forward, raising a hand to push some gently aside so he could make his way to the front. He coughed a bit through the cloth which covered his face before finally speaking out loud enough for those around to hear as he reached his sibling. "I will stand beside you, my noble brother, as we return ourselves to the ways of which we used to live. My only hope is that Malin will see our attempts for rekindling who we were and grant us his blessing." And with that, the dark elf turned, staring at the group as if he also was waiting for others to appear. For so long he had hidden, he almost wondered if he had made the right choice in coming out so easily. He closed his eyes only for a few moments to ponder it before nodding to himself, opening them again to stare out with confidence in his decision that other family will emerge.

((You lied to me. You said that his death would involve him surrounded by riches and exotic women, not captains. ;3

Daylen merely stands there, rocking the child back and fourth without care as he thinks of what to do now.

"Sure." Daylen says coldly, not bothering to look up from the child he holds, "But I will be asking the Druids to ban you from this place if you continue to threaten the inhabitants."

"She. Left. Just as you should. You have no place here, much less since all you do seems to be threatening others."

"Gone..." He answers quietly, moving over to sit on the note in hopes she won't see it. "Just... Left the baby and her locket..." He says, running a hand along the silver.

Daylen blinked as he walked in to notice things seemed unusual. He wandered the rooms, looking about for his beloved to no avail. He notes the mess, starting to panic as he heads to the final room, the bedroom. He finds the baby, smiling a bit as he holds her in his arms, rocking her back and fourth. He walks back into the living room to see the more, curiously reading over it and trying to think of what it means.

I'm still hoping mine can be removed.

Dynasty looks at the last note and doubles it. "70 Minas."

Dynasty walks by the note, stopping to see that another slave auction seems to go unpunished. He thinks for a moment before posting a little note of his own. "Let us make a new deal. Release this slave as well as any others you have and keep your life. The other choice for you would be declining and finding it very difficult to live without your organs which will make for an excellent treat. Please choose wisely. - Straton" Dynasty smiles at the note, walking off with a whistle as he goes to sharpen his goggles.

Dynasty passes by the note, looking it over for a moment before changing his curious face to an expression of disgust. As he reads down though, he notices details about one of their members and can't help to think that she sounds like a relative of his lover, though he could not confirm without a potato or without checking her first. As he slowly walks away from the poster, Dyn Dyn thinks of how he will ask Ara his special question.

Dynasty picks up one of the posters, merely staring at it before muttering some of his first words in months. "That is a terrible motto." With that, he scribbles out the word "READ" and writes "Written" under it using a piece of coal before putting the poster back onto the wall. Afterwards, he turns to walk away, humming to himself.

Pretty cool to be honest. I wish the best for this idea. Also, lovely skinning you did.

((Cough cough you're all Flormai ^_^

((http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/83409-revoked-supernintendo1/ And this?

((Sorry, I was a bit unexpectedly tied up this week~