Runabarn

I am very serious about this. And I will have to ask you to stop breaking the conduct rules lest I be forced to file a ban report on your person.

Is it 2016 already? Because it feels like 1941 in Oren!

Person Reported: Entirety of the Oren playerbase People Involved/ Allowed to post (specific people only): Everyone Rules Broken: “To maintain respect while interacting with other players. Be a builder of this community, not a hinderance or detriment.” Derogatory remarks directed toward those on Lord of the Craft mediums of communication will not be tolerated. This includes racist/homophobic/sexual/otherwise vulgar terms or crude and insensitive comments for the sake of insulting the player they’re directed to. Pop culture references, real world references* incorporated into roleplay or the creation of a character to an excessive extent will not be tolerated. Players guilty of this will be banned for two weeks. Screenshots: Proof you attempted to solve the issue with them first: 1945 is proof enough. Just north of Felsen, inside a fort of sorts we can find the item in question. This is a CLEAR and DELIBERATE attempt of the Oren playerbase of forcing their nationalsocialist ideology onto the good people of the server. (Memes)

Can I make fanart of you?

I'll be claiming this ban report. Both sides please discuss so I can reach a verdict.

((Dialogue in common for ease of reading)) It was just another day in the orcish desert. The searing sun scoured the sands mercilessly. Off in the distance, the honorary uruk known as Shanka roamed the lonely roads. A sight catches her eye, two silhouettes off in the horizon. She decides to approach and investigate. As she approaches, she recognizes the orc Mok'han. Before him, a certain druid waves a trinket about, demanding passage. She narrows her gaze on the druid, recognizing the face with mild annoyance. She approaches the two, intending to figure out what's going on. Once she's close enough to listen to their conversation, everything becomes clear. It would appear the druid is trespassing, refusing to pay tribute. The elf spins a tale about a necklace given to him by a pevious rex, which allegedly grants free passage through uruk territory. The honorary scoffs at this. She knows well that no uruk, not even the rex, has the right to grant "protection" from Krug's will, for none are above Krug. The druid was given an ultimatum. Pay tribute, or pay in blood. The druid refused the first, then attempted to flee. It seems he had chosen the latter. The old druid's efforts were in vain, more orcs showed up on the road to give chase. Theycaught up with him and brought him down. As his lifeless body hit the ground, so did his staff. Strangely enough, the staff wailed and squirmed on the sands next to his slain master, quite the odd sight. Those gathered all stared at the staff cluelessly, unsure of what to do about it. All except Shanka, who knew exactly what to do. Such druidic gimmicks were of no surprise to her, she had leaned much about them in her past. She hastily picked up the staff and wrapped it up in leather, binding it tightly. The staff tried to resist, but it was futile. She turned to her brothers, slinging the leatherbound staff on her back. "This thing... it is an abomination, twisted druidic life. We must destroy it." She said to them. "Then we will bring it to the lava pits, near the fort of Lak." Mok'han responded. "We must do it quickly... It knows what's coming." The staff rattled and shrieked from inside its bindings. They all nodded, not wasting any more time. They set off to the nearby pit, a fiery hole atop a small dune, lava flowing from the depths of the earth onto the surface. They climbed to the top and gazed down into the fiery cauldron. Shanka stepped forward, taking hold of the bound staff. It shrieked and wailed, sensing the immense heat from the environment. Just about as the staff was leaving the grasp of the honorary, flinging towards its doom, it made a last ditch effort. A surge of druidic energy, the staff grew a sharp branch right through the leather wrappings. It shot at great speed towards Shanka, piercing her right shoulder in the blink of an eye. And so it seemed that time stood still, with the staff hovering above the fiery pit, holding onto the elf's flesh. The orcs were speechless, until one of them suddenly gave the order to cut off the branch. But then Shanka slowly raised her arms. She coiled her hands around the stake piercing her shoulder. And with a pained groan, she ripped it from her flesh, leaving it to fall at last into its doom. The staff let out a final shriek as it was immolated, flames flaring up as they consumed the being. Shanka simply stood there, keeping a hand on the gaping wound, bandages stained cimson. "It had to be done..." Aren'iril is no more.

Forums are garbage and staff too incompetent to fix them. Won't let me edit so just add this to my post. "On a serious note, good read. I might redirect some of those shitty insanity RPers to this link."

Here's my abridged guide to insanity. How to roleplay insanity: Don't.

Will join if the tournament is indeed moved to Sunday Which Tournament: 1v1 MC Name: Whimsycal Forum Name: It's right there on the corner you blind dummy Team: N/A

"Hordes of impures in a mosquitoe ridden isle? That is Fi'Ceru." exclaims a small elf wrapped in bandages.

Again, the hoes are unenchanted and even then, my enchanting skill is aengulic. The numbers have just been tweaked to such laughably low values that repairing is just not a thing anymore.

Okay so, before this update I was able to repair unenchanted diamond hoes to full durability with one diamond. Now, I get a measly 500 durability on the firs repair. My blacksmithing level is legendary. Is this supposed to happen? I barely got less than 30% durrability from a single diamond, which will keep decaying with each successive repair, I'm better off crafting a whole new hoe instead of wasting a fortune repairing one now. Is this the intended effect of this update? Because if so, repairing has been absolutely destroyed.

Have you fixed the bug where if you repair an item up to full durability you get no experience in the respective skill?

Wraps wonders what the moonmen have anything to do with this, then she realizes she misread the title and promptly disregards the news.

A lot of people still think I'm a girl irl. I think I did it too well.

I'd rather fight the alaskan bullworm

What kind of event would you like to see? Tripods with particle beams The descendant's own greed and warfare have ravaged the land beyond salvation, or awakened something terrible. Would you rather see the descendants pushed off our current land, or giving incentive to move themselves? Isn't the promise of total annihilation incentive enough? If you want to be pushed off, how so? If you want incentive, what would that be? Tripods with particle beams An antagonists that doesn't suck. How should we travel to the next map (boat, portal, etc)? Bigass rafts.

Wraps nods slowly upon hearing the news "Just like mi had blah'd... Do nub defy the will of the spirits, bruddas." She then walks back into the goi, to toil in her workshop.

One day alts? Everyone just uses one week alts instead, not like warclaims are posted the day before. And let's not forget the fact there are a lot of people who only ever join to pvp in warclaims, contributing nothing to RP or anything for that matter. How else would you explain the 150+ players peaking during warclaims? Surely you don't see those numbers on a regular day ever.

Could you maybe explain how to get there?

We got a badass over here.

I spent a whole 3 minutes writing this app. Truly the most dedicated I've ever been to anything in my life.