Brevias

Blundermore Ambros Shoi Availer Vaquxine And that other guy, Kjell, he pulled off the greatest magic trick I've ever seen. Maybe... not in that order?

It's still pretty good in my opinion. Although I only stop by occasionally. I think many changes have emerged since 2011-13 or whatever. Content provided by Minecraft itself, the growing number of players, and attempting to build upon something repeatedly starting with LoTC's inception can be complex. Most apparent, is that there is a lot less "skin in the game" so to speak. The cities are larger, the lore more well though out, it isn't just a crap shoot anymore. People take time into doing all of this, and that's fantastic. But, there was a certain charm to the "wild west" style of play we used to have. I think a big part of this is trying to balance routine, and returning players. Everyone wants to feel involved, after so many years I think we ended up with larger maps, with less direct involvement, and that's okay. But you have to recognize you're catering to many many more players, most of which won't be on every single day, and they want some feeling of permanence too. Personally, my favorite was in Asulon, or end of Aegis. Both were good, but definitely didn't always have the same high-quality RP you see from people nowadays. Things are different, that's alright. The only real suggestion I could give? Maybe a smaller world map, it could make things more dynamic, not everyone needs a mansion.

Ay whaddup bro just got back also.

Bump

Grumbles.

The sun bleached skeleton of Brevias sits half buried in a sand dune, far south in the deserts of Krugmar. He gets up and puts on his skin before making his way to Broxigar's encampment. "UG!"

*looks at all the "dead" guys. Whud du am skah am goan awn. Iz me nekromancee leakin ur sumfing?

Iv me peep mojomen klompin me am gunnra kut throads.

I am an Asumptir War-Cleric of the seventh order of the Eternal Flame of Glakornak and I demand to be adressed as such.

Monkz ov Ancestrars Fist will come down frum tza mounten ahn 'elp pinkies.

Prepares to practice evil magic on Pok's remains. "He vhas bub'ozh uruk, am wiv starguzh agh Krug nao."

Brevias leaves in a torrent of thunder, screams, and sand.

Brevias arrives inside a torrent of thunder, screams, and sand. "Ug."

Brevias is taking on a series of infinitely challenging mental courses in an alternate dimension. (College/Work) And is too busy to be Motsham right meow.

Only disposable heroes make themselves dull by hacking away at evil. True champions can be honed to the fine point of justice again and again. U r not disposable danne

(I will try to be there. I should probably honor the Spirits I named after my WoW characters.)