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  1. Bircalin sits at the comfortable tavern in Lin'ame, a sheet of paper splayed over the bar as he puts quill-to-parchment.

    "This is being written from the very home of the Mali'ame kin, and arguably the joint home of all Mali. Lin'ame is located quite literally beside Healun'or, you can find solace there."

  2. The reason so many mobs have been spawned to defend is always to correspond with how many people are trying to attack an area that would be better served for a future event. In the past, the excuse has been as cheap as to say "There is gas here, you can't enter" and that was that. Rather, the team procure hordes of mobs, which isn't as easy as it looks given each mob and style of mob requires different commands to be entered again and again.

    Mistakes are bound to be made, I'd hope that can be appreciated when certain Event Team members have quite literally spent entire days online just to make sure
    every player that wants some interaction, gets some.
    We are
    all trying our best, every single one of us, on the Event Team, to be online, to make things fun for every single player and to give you, and us as players, the best story we've had yet.
    So far, the cooperation we've had from non-staff members has been
    beautiful. I've been so glad to see the players really uniting to join together so we can all just have some good ol' fashioned events and pass the time.

    On my own behalf, I apologise for any inconveniences we may have caused any players that were not due, as I'm sure every member on the team would agree. Let's just pass through this one, final day and make a damn good ending for Anthos' storyline, eh? 

  3. The Ranger sits calmly beneath the comforting shade of a birch tree, decadent yet sturdy in its age - the branches flowering outwards in weedy veins. He sat with his hood cast back, the cold mask set against his side as his legs sprawled out before him, enjoying the rare feel of the sun's warmth on his bearded face. A sturdy yew bow rests over his lap, adorned in maple leaf wrappings save for the grip, intricate runes and markings etched over the frame, casting an elegant look upon the weapon in exposed areas.
    His bare fingers plucked at the bowstring tiredly as he rests, a thin white sheen appearing along the string with each increase of tension before slowly fading away as he fiddles with it like a bard and his lute.

    T'was a moment of tranquility rarely captured in these times - one of self-reflection and meditation. However such precious moments come not without cost; chaos brews upon the horizon like a cackling hag's cauldron. Soon, he will don his garbs once more and face the threat alongside the Wyrmstalkers he had readied, alongside the Lance he had found himself within, alongside the fellow kin of Anthos and lands alike to end the turmoil Setherien had caused once and for all.

  4. Everyone repeating the same things in repetition isn't going to speed things up.
    Please, everyone, stop posting the same thing worded in a different manner and just wait for the response.


    Small note; I'm not an 'Orener' or an 'Orenite' nor am I on any other side, I'm moderating this from a neutral sense. Allow Chi to respond.

  5. What about, using my character, Bircalin, for example, a character decided to step down from their position in the Order as a teacher in Aegis?

    Bircalin has since never strayed from his ways, and still has all of the knowledge he used to. He's simply unpractised.

  6. Only the faint creak of a worn and beaten bow is heard from the Ranger's form as he lay at his back in the crimson grass, stained indignantly with warrior's blood spilled in defiance of the winged beasts. His torn coat flaps briskly amongst the wispy embers that flutter about him, smoke filtering into his clothing as all that is left to do is watch amongst the dead as Setherien makes his leave.

    "This marks the beginning of the end." He mumbles confidently to himself, spluttering droplets of his own blood into the mouthpiece of his cold mask.

  7. If thats the case then doesnt that mean the staff doesnt care what the playerbase thinks?

    'Staff' are players. They care about what the 'players' think because they themselves are players. Native has been trying his hardest to make as many people as Humanly possible happy with the antagonist - those of a higher rank don't sit in a dark cave plotting how to remove the community they volunteered to serve.

    Things will be changed, in a way that is intended to improve the general community's outlook upon the antagonist. Your voices have quite clearly made themselves heard and it's without a doubt that there will be a change for the better.

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