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  1. So, I support this fully. I had made a post with about the same things written in it but I dissapeared into the void, since I was unable to find it in the archives or anywhere. Anyway, I only dissagree with this.

    This is a quote from another forum which explains what I want to say very well. The first quote if from "Charlie4vB" the Second part is mine.

    ^^^Credits to "Charlie4vB for that post ^^^

    That is my post. I read it through and I don't think their is any mention of the server name, so if I missed one pelase feel free to remove it. Other than that I think it explains quite clearly why I don't agree with that rule.

    Can I just say Spamshok, that did you ask for permission from Chuck to post this? As this was property of Essence, and can't simply be handed around with consent.

  2. MC Name: Religious_Pie

    Duty you'd like to apply for: Natural Dungeons and Terraforming.

    Concepts:

    Mostly anything that is asked of me, I'm open to build anything from an abandoned mine entrance to a bridge over a quaint river.

    Other works:

    I constructed a good 90% of all housing in Hanseti aswell as various other buildings there, constructed independently my past-town of New Sorovitz, built a large portion of buildings in Konigsberg in Aegis, aswell as helping with the construction of various smaller settlements.

    Do you have teamspeak?:(Microphone not required.) Aye.

    Works:

    Link 1

    Link 2

    Link 3

    I also have a few projects that I can disclose through a message privately, as I don't want a public download.

  3. *Sherlock passes among the crowd at the temple, listening to the man. With a finger and thumb on his chin, he gazes to the sky, in thought, with slight regret yet a hint of hidden fear, he whispers.*

    "J-Just another mad man shouting his beliefs...I never saw an Undead, but I've seen the death of men...can't be much different."

    *After looking to the ground, back to the sky, around himself and finally at the man again, he shouts*

    "Oi! Doom-sayer! What'd 'appen if 'dese Undead caught t' plague!"

  4. From the horizon of applications,

    Where many face damnation.

    One app hath caught my eye,

    As a Diamond had caught thy. (yours...Inside joke...Aislin'll get it.)

    So I pondered on this app,

    with glee, not to fap.

    To see that my friend Aislin,

    had put another app in.

    So with this "poem" at hand,

    I support this man.

    For he will help Lord of the Craft,

    as he always helped me laugh.

    TL;DR: I can't write poems, +1.

  5. *Nroca finishes reading the message board and scowls*

    Ha, Mirtok, you think you knew Gaius? You think you knew what he would do? Gaius would usurp you of your throne. Gaius was a strong leader, you are weak. Gaius knew how to create a powerful military, you only weakened it. Orcs would probably still be allies with Hanseti if you were not the leader. Good soldiers would not have died if you had not decided to join this war. Gaius would have stepped back from the fight and have seen it take place. You made a stupid decision and there is no way you can avoid the blame. A stupid "speech" will do nothing. Face it Mirtok, you may not believe it, but you failed. You failed your military, you failed your people, you failed your nation.

    *As Sherlock reopens his door, he catches a bewildered man mumbling at a Pieces of paper. He hears the man, and stomps up to him, shadowing him from the light in his armour.*

    "You're a fool...Mirtok existed as an Ordenmarschall of the Black Cross decades ago, back in Aegis, Gaius taught Mirtok himself, he may not be as skilled as Gaius, but he's an adequate leader all the same. Also, who are you to question him? Who are you to know how to lead a nation? That's right. A no one."

    *Sherlock raises his gauntlet, ready to strike the man, he swings it and stops bruntly*

    "You're not worth it..."

  6. *Sherlock paces amongst the streets he helped his Father build, with his head stroking the exteriors, against every splinter, every nail and every air-bubble from the plaster, his mind stood strong to the thought of the war, and what had become of Alras, or what had just began to show from Alras. The Doors of his manor swung slightly open in the winds, as small hurricanes of snow dust into the corridor of his home. With a final quick stroke among his neighbours house, he entered his own, with a smile.

    After paying attention to various battle-matters, most notably the tending to his gear, he picked up the envelope at his door, with a quick slice from his gilded letter opener, he read the letter. Memories of true honesty, of true honour of battle's past skimmed the mind of Sherlock, back to when he saw his Father Horus, hold back plagues of Sorovitz...He took the note, made sure to firmly close the door, and sat next to the fire-place, as he imagined many others were doing the same right now.

    With another smirk form his face, he placed the note from the Hochmeister on the table and wished the simple words.*

    "Hanseti is the place for me..."

  7. *Sherlock, after knocking various times at the doors of Khaz to no answer, even after his acceptance into the dwarven community, stares at the iron, face red, until a Stout dwarf, probably no older than his Uncle Bjorn, paces up to him, with ale seeping from the mug in his hand, starts to shout at Sherlock. The dwarf finished his rant, which only a few could've deciphered as being the declaration of war that Sherlocks, now once, friend had offered to the two nations Sherlock held closest to his heart. With a large sweep from the back of his gauntlet, the Dwarf swung against the cavern wall, the mug splashed onto the floor, as Sherlock cursed at the doors to the city he had never wished to see destroyed.

    "If you want war, you stout fools, do not fight with the entirety of Asulon..."

    *Sherlock gathered what equipment he laid on the floors, with his soul-stone in hand, crushed it between his fingers, and woke up in a daze, amongst the homes of Alras...

  8. Thing is, the city is very large, and its town provides enough resources.

    There's nothing unique about the village as well. Looks like another resource town to me.

    Yeh...and they don't tend to end up that well.

    *darts his eyes at shields12347*

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