Zezimus

On 7/4/2021 at 1:02 PM, Dalek348 said:

Thanks for the video, I have likewise tried to keep my screenshots from that time. All of which are from an undead perspective, mostly of our cities or castles, and an unsurprising number of screenshots I took just after being metagamed as undead and killed. I'll only upload the most interesting ones however.

 

In this picture we can see the 'world holes' that used to corrupt our minecraft saves, and this corruption of the world was the main reason for leaving for a new map. To rebuild the damaged buildings like-for-like I would watch the Undead trailer video and pause at key moments to work out the dimensions of the build:

 

 

My rebuilding efforts:

 

 

 

 

In our city in the nether, we had a rough block map of Aegis where we would record and plan our battles:

 

 

In a remote part of the nether was a fairground which was a replica of the fairground in Al'khazar. This was because Charlie4vb and MrZombez, the original undead leaders, built much of Al'khazar and would build things in the privacy of the nether so that they could be copied into the world:

 

 

Undead throne room:

 

There was an area which consisted of pirate ships and giant wooden platforms, in the middle of which was a small dirt island where one person left a sign, which escalated into a large number of people wanting to leave signs on this patch of dirt:

 

 

One of my favourite places in Aegis is a little known spot called World's End. Roughly, Aegis was 5000x5000, but as it was a normal minecraft world it meant that the land stretched on forever but we were simply prevented from walking further. At the very north of the world was World's End where people would leave signs to say that they have travelled there. In the final picture, under the sign 'Welcome to World's End', the grass block surrounded by wooden slabs was the furthest point in Aegis you could walk, and look out into the untouched part of the generated map:

 

 

A charming interaction with everyone's favourite moderator Respiren:

 

 

If people recall the terrible reign of the middle aged male english teacher catfishing as a female named Orehime as leader of the undead, which lead to us making a bakery our HQ, the result was that we would bring a lot of cake to a battle so we could camp in towers and easily heal up. This is one of the towers in a battle in Alstion:

 

 

Me getting angry at the roleplay ability of Redwood Druid Boney after he kills me:

 

 

Messing around with saddles at the infamous and best first undead keep:

 

 

Capturing and torturing the ascended sage okonkwa, who seemed to sympathise with the undead as he was always in our teamspeak room:

 

 

Associating with pugsy not ending well for me:

 

 

Just behind Winterfell was a secret ruin where as part of the trials to become an undead, you would have to lead someone and then drop them into a pit activated by redstone and then kill them. In the redstone circruitry was a throne where 'The Lord of the Pumpkins' sat. I took this idea to the halfling village of branborough as a joke but through remarkable events it became a religion of the halflings:

 

 

 

I have to say, however, that I disagree with the sentiment about the world looking bad in comparison to newer maps. When I go back to my save of the aegis world, I am astounded at how good the buildings are. Particularly when you take into account that many of the builds were purely built in survival, with blocks people gathered themselves. The simplicity and relatability of the builds result in a far more pleasing aesthetic in my view.

 

Even so, it is much more important for a world to have the right atmosphere. Subsequent worlds have felt more like a show-home than something which is actually lived in. Even though my experience as a non-undead was incredibly limited, it was still obvious from my perspective that when you went north of Al'khazar to where Snowy Fields, Alstion, and the undead keep stood, you were taking your life in your hands. It was dark, snowy, where the guards of snowy fields and alstion treat everyone with suspicion and are hardened from near-constant battle. 

 

This was a world where the crack of lightning set everyone on edge at the thought of undead coming to their town. But even without the undead, this was a world which ebbed and flowed as though it were real. The secession of Kal'Alras from the Dwarven kingdom where driven by real, unscripted events and in-game tension. Likewise, the break-up of the Kingdom of Oren was a result of tensions under the unpopular young King Enor, after the popular reigns of Pampo, Dawn, and Edmund, amid a scandal in which the king was corrupted by the undead into devouring his own wife.

 

From an undead perspective, even though we were the target of so many complaints, many of which were justified, we were behind so much more than just the lightning and fireball attacks people experienced. We had safehouses in many of the cities, sympathisers who acted as spies who would sabotage and gather gold for us, we even had  High Priest Everard as a secret undead worshipper until we properly converted him to undead. We monitored and encouraged notable villains behind the scenes. Every subsequent antagonist has failed to capture the organic and player-driven experience that the undead created.

 

It was a pleasure to play the server during this time, and it remains the best fun I have had on a computer game today, and the sole reason why I occasionally revisit this place. If any old player wishes to get in touch with me then please do add me on discord: jpayne348#3660.

Thanks for sharing this Dalek, the screenshots you’ve managed to keep over the years were really helpful in putting this video together. As someone from the other side, I’ll say the undead did a great job of keeping us on our toes. It’s good to know the enjoyment was shared on both ends.

For me personally, I’ll always miss the lived-in feel of Aegis, and the fluidity of character interactions, with everyone effectively being a new player. While I can appreciate the server has had to move on and adapt to new audiences during its lifespan, LotC never felt as natural or free-flowing as it did in the beginning.

IGN: Zezimus

RP NAME: Wulfgar Grandaxe

AGE: 437

ACTIVITY REQUIREMENT: Home Owner

CANDIDATE: Levian'Tol Grandaxe

Although I've only started talking to Ioannis more recently, I've found him to be a very chilled and hard-working guy. With his proven experience as a staff member, I think he'd make a great addition to the team. +1

IGN: Zezimus

RP NAME: Wulfgar Grandaxe

CANDIDATE: Norli Starbreaker

A courier is dispatched to the city of Helena in due course, carrying a letter penned in response to the Emperor's missive.

To his Imperial Majesty, Godfrey II of the House of Cascadia,

I hereby affirm your request that Adrian Orel be recognised as a full and legitimate member of the House of Sarkozic, to be henceforth known as Adrian of the House Sarkozic.

May God bless your reign and the continued peace and mutual goodwill of our two peoples.

Signed,

HIS LORDSHIP. Edgar of the House of Sarkozic, Patriarch of House Sarkozic

Writ of Legitimation

To the Prince of Ves, Ide Haraccus.

My name is Edgar Sarkozic, and though you have not met me before, I have heard of your exploits. I was once the Chancellor of Adria, and brother to the late Duke John the Good, the builder of your great city. We share a love of the quill, and for this I look forward to our contact in the future, for birds of a feather do best to flock together. However, this letter does not bear only the burden of introduction, but instead is to address a much more significant topic. As brother to John, I was uncle to Josip the Mad, the last Sarkozic Duke of Adria. Josip sired many bastards, if these new sources were to be believed credible, and his spawn now walks Arcas in all cities of man. That being said, I, the oldest of House Sarkozic and the last of the legitimate line, have come into contact with one Heinrik and Petyr Orel, Orel being the name given to Sarkozic bastards. Heinrik prefers Henry, and I have requested that he find lodging in Ves soon. He is humble, earnest and true, and bears a striking resemblance to his father. I believe him to be a true son of Josip, and, with my own children long buried beneath the ground, see him as the future of our house.

Let it be known, that I, Edgar Sarkozic, legitimise Heinrik and Petyr Orel as Henry and Peter Sarkozic, and Henry, I name to be my heir to the position of Patriarch of House Sarkozic upon my death. There are not, to my knowledge, any other legitimate Sarkozics in existence. The legitimacy of other bastards, pretenders or not, is now at my, and soon to be my heir’s discretion. I am soon to leave this world, as my age takes my vitality by the day. May God deliver my house once more to prosperity, and may he deliver the sons of Josip strength.

Sincerely,

Edgar Sarkozic

Sat in his study in the dwarven city of Kal'Varoth, Wulfgar ponders the rumours of these 'Drumm' folk, distant kinsmen of his crazed great uncle, Balthar of the Blackaxe. "With any luck, they will 'ave little in common," he remarks, remembering the old dwarf's many past attempts on his life.

(OOC)

MC Name: Zezimus

How active are you?: Active enough, though in an awkward timezone.

Discord: Zezimus#7214

Timezone: GMT+8

(RP)

RP Name: Wulfgar Grandaxe

Gender: Male

Note: Looking to take up smithing as a pastime, training required.

Voter:

Name: Edgar Sarkozic

Age: 49

Address: Sarkozic Keep

Full Name: Edgar Sarkozic

Year of Birth: 1644

City of Primary Residency: Belvitz

((MC Name: Zezimus))

Mogroka has had probably one of the biggest influences on the server's lore, in particular with regard to orcish and human history. I think he'd make a great addition to the LM team. + 1

Taking a raven feathered quill and a pot of ink, Edgar Sarkozic, Chancellor of Adria, signs his brother's name at the bottom of the scroll on the Duke's behalf.

"His Lordship, John of House Sarkozic, Duke of Adria, Baron of Dormont, Protector of the Midlands."

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Name of the Treaty: Union of Crow and Ram
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Type of Treaty: Alliance
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[Nation / Freebuild] [Name: ] Duchy of Adria
[Nation / Freebuild] [Name: ] March of Ostmark
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Date of Signing: 1663
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It was not a large assembly. Banner guards, carrying the banners of Crow and Ram, posted outside the cathedral of Saint Emma. The tavern across the street boomed noise, a few drunken Adrian peasants stumbling out to peer on the noble marriage. Eimar var Burgundar embraced his soon-to-be son-in-law with the love of a father. The young duke, John, waited up at the altar as a quiet and timid bride, not one of many words, walked up the aisle. No, it was not a marriage of love; political intellectuals would remark, though, it was one of familial necessity. Amelia var Burgundar and John Sarkozic’s arms were wrapped in the banner of House Sarkoz. The priest spoke the hymns and ceremonies with effortless remembrance, though a spark of joy in his voice when the name of Sarkozic passed off his lips. The ceremony was not one of pomp, rather quick. With the marriage kiss, the Crows and Rams rose in cheer, which drowned out even the din of the tavernites. Like the two families joined in marriage, so too did the church-goers and the drinkers of the newly erected tavern. Out poured the Sarkozics, out poured the Burgundars, out poured the priest and the Vladovics and Ivanoviches, out poured the guards and down fell the flags. Merriment rang on through the night, as the celebratory groom became rowdily drunk. Though, his timid bride sat there with a content smile, glad in her new home of happy people and loud songs.

The sun rose over the town of Belvitz, come early morning a town crier announced to the rising peasants.

Our duke is married! Amelia var Burgundar, now Amelia Sarkoz, is our Duchess!

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Signed,

His Lordship, John of House Sarkozic, Duke of Adria, Baron of Dormont, Protector of the Midlands

His Lordship Eimar of House var Burgundar, Margrave of Ostmark, Count of Götha, Baron of Geatea, Cyrilsburg, Riga, Aleksandria, Westmark, Eastmark, Royal Knight, Protector of the Southlands and Master of the Hunt

A big + 1 for Jackster from me. He's a mature guy, active in game and on the forum and has the required work ethic to make an excellent member of the FM team.

BASIC INFORMATION

OOC

MC Username: Zezimus

Discord Username: Zezimus#7214

Have you joined the Renatus Discord server?: Yes.

How active are you?: Fairly active.

IC

Name: Edgar

Surname: Sarkozic

Title: Squire, Man-at-arms, Chancellor of Adria

Liege Lord: John Sarkozic, Duke of Adria

Gender: Male

Date of Birth: 12th of Sun's Smile, 1644

Race: Human

Subrace: Highlander - Raevir

Culture: Renatian - Adrian

 

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

Height: 6’0

Weight: 190 lbs

Eye Color: Green

Skin Color: White

Hair Color: Black

Markings: Stubble

PERSONAL INFORMATION

 

Residence: Belvitz, Sarkozic Manor in Senntisten

Occupation: Squire, Chancellor of Adria

CITIZEN’S OATH OF LOYALTY

I, Edgar Sarkozic, hereby swear my loyalty to the King of the Crown of Renatus-Marna, and to uphold and obey the laws of the Crown as its loyal citizen. I understand the penalties and punishments that shall be incurred should I violate these laws.

The Duke's brother, Edgar Sarkozic, stands before the gathered mass of common folk and nobles alike, his eyes squinting down at the familiar faces who had restored his house to its rightful seat. The lives of those who had long passed in the atrocities committed during the Dukes' War would not be restored but in their name, the banners of Adria would fly proudly across the field of battle once more. He unsheathes his blade, raising it high into the air as John's speech concludes.

"Long live Adria! Long live the House of Sarkozic!"

Role-play:

The irony that Adria would be restored with the quelling of a rebellion was not lost on John Sarkozic. It had been over a century since the church in Brelus had been burnt by Savoyard Imperialists, the generals of fire and cold steel laying waste to the once fertile plains that overflowed around it. Its wooden walls lay broken in a forgotten land, far away from the town known as Belvitz. John looked upon a map from the royal court in Senntisten, down at the label and illustration of a hamlet near the Cloud Temple. This is mine. Promised and Bestowed, this land is mine.

There was but one hitch: the deluded keepers of Belvitz refused to return to his Majesty’s court. The deluded group of stragglers from a once prominent group dug into the dirt before the promise of prosperity for Adria, and laid their trenches in its way. The rebels, led by a southeron who was in reality of little importance, defied his Majesty. In another life, Brelus stood in a similar position. However, today those stragglers blocked his way. Belvitz’s way.

Today, John would bring with him the grandsons of Brelus, of Adria. They would march forth, and from Senntisten they would bring the fire, the cold steel. No church would burn to the ground, but the ashes of those walls would serve as the fertilizer for plentiful fields not yet sowed.

CBs:

Rebellion.

Side A:

Renatus.

Side B:

Rebels.

Proposed Date & Time:

Sunday 29th April, 4 EST, 9 GMT.

Proposed Rules:

No allies.

Location: (Provide a screenshot of the area being warclaimed from the dynmap.)

https://gyazo.com/8c24a4a6533a5a70e9706ca120d07164

Belvitz (Including the tavern)

Discord:

Grool#6871

Zezimus#7214

Wulfgar of Clan Blackaxe makes his way before the ballot box once more, a second election in a year he had been led to partake in.

"It is my belief that Hamnil of Clan Frostbeard will one day be 'igh King, but for th' toime bein', we require a lad 'o can bring about stability in such toimes of change. I 'ave my faith that Torvin can bring about the unity our people need."

Vote:

MC Name: Zezimus

RP Name: Wulfgar Blackaxe

(Place an X beside the candidate name)

Hamnil Frostbeard:

Torvin “The Dragon” Blackaxe: X

I've known Bampow since Aegis, 2011 and can vouch he's one of the chillest, most mature guys around. He never lets anything get to his head and is always very invested in the RP in which he's involved. If he's decided now he'd like to put himself to use as an event actor, I believe he'd make a perfect addition to the team. Good luck, Bampow. +1

Wulfgar scratches at his beard as he reads over the list of potential names.

"City of order... I loike t'e sound of that."

"Kal'Dormir."

Wulfgar Blackaxe squints his eyes at one of the letter's attempts to besmirch his daughter's name.

"Well, now this unhinged oaf 'as really lost 'is grip on reality. Anbella, save 'is soul."

Wulfgar of Clan Blackaxe flickers a faint smile beneath his braided beard, his chestnut eyes gleaming up at the High King of Kaz'Ulrah and his newly wedded wife, the High Queen Signa Blackaxe.

"A shame that it 'ad to be done with such bloodshed, but let us 'ope that from t'e 'orrors of war, we shall rise more unoited n' stronger than ever. Let t'e old alliances be reforged. Narvak oz kazamar Kharadunvuur! Narvak oz Kaz'Ulrah!"