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Oh PHEWW! Why dont you use the recipe from the minecraft snap shot before it was taken out? 6 ingots an any type of wool??? XD EDIT: Unless of course you guys wanted armour to be more of a rarity XD

Wait a question sirrah? Gold horse armour wont be added :O!!

Starke McHaryn clicked his tongue softly to the large hot blooded Destrier standing before him, the beast continued to throw its head nervously, as if smelling something on the wind. Looking around him the other eight horses stabled seemed to be doing the same thing, nervously pawing the ground and whinnying in anticipation. Glancing across to his right Starke McHaryn raised his eyebrows in question to the warrior standing there, his cousin Rowan McHaryn. "The beasts are uneasy, perhaps a storm approaches?". Rowan McHaryn a veteran of many battles furrowed his brow in confusion, it seemed that Rowan wasn't so confident of the horses reaction, Rowan raised his voice and replied, looking to the exit of the stables. "Nay coz, I fear something else stirs in the night, I recommend we investigate". Without another word Rowan swung into the saddle of his own destrier, sword blade naked in the moon light. Following suit Starke did the same, the horses less nervous now that they had the comforting touch of their owners. Trotting into the moonlight the duo inspected the surrounding land, the Wilds docks were as usual still, nothing seemed amiss. Turning to his side Rowan stopped, his voice broke the silence. "Perhaps we are just frightened milk maid-". Suddenly half way through his sentence a loud and explosive sound filled the air, that of a giant ripping. Both men heavily armoured whirled their steeds in time to witness score upon score of black skeleton beings, wielding heavy broad swords of hard edged metal, the legion was pouring out of some rift, the rift itself opening up on the docks. Without a word Rowan clapped spurs to his destriers side and charged the group, his sword blade arcing down again and again, everywhere it landed the fiends would split in two grunting before falling to the ground as a heap of bones. Starke furrowed his brow in thought, thinking for a split second before galloping after his cousin. Both men fought with a vengeance, but their bravery and skill was out done by sheer numbers, Rowan was the first to fall slaying three of the fiends in quick succession before being overwelmed and dragged from his horse. Fearing that all was lost Starke fought even harder but eventually the same happend, his armour rent, sword knicked in several places, Starke saw the press bearing down on him, just when Starke thought his life was done, arcing flames blasted through the horde. Lancing skeletons left and right, in his fatigue Starke noticed the wielder of magic, an unfamiliar mage of great power through bolts of fire one after the other into the press. The fiends seemed to retreat, disappear. Only a handful were left when the rest of the Wolvengard joined the fray, their battle cries coinciding with their sword strokes, completely wiping the last of the skeleton like fiends. Rising to his feet Starke used his sword as a crude walking stick. His mail rent, breathing heavily he looked around at his brethren in arms. "It has only just begun". OOC:

Starke McHaryn thinks quietly to himself for a moment, squinting softly in concentration he writes a letter to Isac. Hail Isac, I would like to arrange a meeting between you and one of my men. We would like to test your courage and skill. We'll be in contact. Lord Commander Starke McHaryn Starke McHaryn coughs once before gracefully scrawling another letter, sealing it with the Wolvengard wolf. Hail Master Valor heart, I would like to inform you of your acceptance, and wish you all the best in the near future in the service of the Wolvengard. Sincerely Lord Commander Starke McHaryn. Another letter is sent to William, it bears a prodigious seal, that of the Wolvengard wolf. Hail Master William Sun Feather, You are of course accepted, this however you must already know. Should anyone ask of your Cavalier rank bear them this document with my personal seal. Lord Commander Starke McHaryn A letter is formally returned to the Roving Knight bearing the seal of the Wolvengard. Hail Sirrah, I wish to inform you of your acceptance into the Wolvengard, you will be joining as a Kruss, or Cross. This is a knightly rank below Cavalier, as cavalier is a liutenant position t'would not be proper to start there. Sincerely Starke Mcharyn.

*A flyer is pinned to a tree on the Anthos highway, it flutters ins the wind, looking closer you see what it says* *a small stamp of a snorting McHaryn horse is imprinted on the flyer* *The Wolvengard sigil is emblazoned across the poster* Hail people of Anthos. The Wolvengard have deigned to seek different breeds of horses, we would like to expand the blood lines of our current herds and as such would be interested in buying any sort of stock fit for sale. If one wishes to sell a steed simply pin a note below this one, prices are negotiable, different pricing for different coats and quality will be guaranteed however we seek all manner of horses. Signed: Lord Commander Starke Mcharyn.

No worries then, my whole guild is Australian, should be fine if nothing has changed :D

Erm to my knowledge, and I may be wrong if it has changed recently, but I was RP'ing horse breeding long before I heard about the 1.6 update, if nothing has changed and Rhia is still going with what she said, I believe that my char and his family will be horse breeders, and I live in Australia, so that solves that issue. That is of course if nothing has changed when I talked to Rhia last.

I agree, Carbarum is good and all, but good old castle forged armour and swords are more legit, and make PVP cool.

((I have tried contacting both of you on skype, if you didn't get my contact request message me)) Starke McHaryn coughed once before reading the applications, nodding his head he decided to arrange a meeting time.

Starke McHaryn walks passed the city watch premises glancing down at the application papers, speaking he chuckles loudly. "Master Tuv is a great leader and has a fine head for business matters, but these guards are the most corrupt in all of Anthos. Abresi for the win sirrahs!"

((Bloody struth mate, no doubt about it, acceptance times 10)) Starke McHaryn nods his head writing down the name "Aye we need him"

Starke McHaryn pins another sketch onto the poster, Rovers had their own uniform now, and the Scout rank was added. OOC:

Starke McHaryn smiles at the morbid looking doctor, his blood stained clothes spattered with... questionable substances. The Wolvengard could always use a "doctor" like this. Starke McHaryn nods his head at Danos, his swordsmanship could use a little work but the desire was there and so he would be accepted fairly.

This is great and all, truely, but I agree with what other people are saying, hasn't the admin team been saying they would do these things for months?? I personally can't see any big difference, but I mean it's good that Ever's post actually reached home, kinda. Lol kinda like politicians XD Edit: I don't mean to sound ungrateful^^ just my opinion.

((Haha this is awesome)) Starke McHaryn nods his head in agreeance, "aye, damn edgy people cannae be trusted."

Starke McHaryn simply rips off the note, "100 minas more than his own bid and he calls them stupid?", Starke then chuckles to himself and posts another note. "The White Rose War sloop is sold for 1200 minas."