jdesarno

This isn’t a joke. Railways might’ve been made by dwarves, but the Atlas Belvitz/Holm railway was only for carts. You got my full support on this.

How about we take the time to actually teach them how to roleplay. As some players have quoted before on how the community team lets about ANYONE join, including those who barely know how to spell as is. There needs to be evaluation on their quality. 13 for an age-limit minimum is alright on my part, but if it’s barely legible, then you might as well put them in Roleplay education. Specifically when you see new players screaming on what to do in ooc for help and refuse to listen, even when advice is given properly. Up the age limit to 15.

Immediately crossed his name out for recommendation.

Thorvn cursed under his breath, but- was happy to have moved shop to Sutica.

Thorvn ponders where everyone is getting these lockpicks. .

Thorvn still commanded his hounds to defecate on the roads to Adria regardless of this. LETS SEE WHO HAS THE LAST LAUGH!

Stock at the time ^ Every restart forces this, I’m sure it’s a bug, gets a bit annoying- but far as I know doesn’t hinder anything permanently.

Thorvn stared at the abysmal idiocy this all degraded into, he’d shake his head in disgust. Though, it’s not a surprise to him that Adria’s doing it’s usual round of molehill folly. The man soon went back to his ‘workshop’ to manufacture more blueberry cactus for recreational use to sell in Sutica. ”Farmers should remain farmers” The man mockingly spoke out in muffled tone, soon patting his smol doggo, pufferfish the 2nd

I was hoping to see Dragonsroost. Welcome back regardless.

Thorvn sniggered to himself, seeing how the nation was rightly left out. He’ll soon shrug, the thought passed, nothing more than a thought as it should’ve been with a sneering grin on his face.

Description: Attempted to use my previous auctioned drugs in cloud temple in a hookah, it wouldn’t light. So I tried to use my old produced ice-kiss that I didn’t auction, worked fine, same thing with manufactured eternal leaf and cactus green. Date of occurrence: Around time of forum post being made Who am I: Jdesarno, Thorvn Bronwyn. Steps to Reproduce: Step 1: Make drug from scratch, Step 2: Put drug in auctionhouse Step 3: let auction expire, comes back into hand. Step 4: Attempt to light drug, you’ll notice it doesn’t work. Expected behavior: I expected the drugs itself to light upon being used in the hookah like anything else. Actual behavior: I think theres a glitch where it turns the drug item into the actual minecraft item counterparts that doesn’t identify it as a drug anymore when they come out of the auctionhouse. Additional information: None at this time. Error message: NA

Thorvn let out some annoyed huff about not being able to take multiple labor jobs at once when it came to putting down names.

3/17 patch: Due to map update guide is considered defunct. Will update in new post if changes are made. And holy heck 800 views~! Heh, ya’ll make me smile.

Thorvn just ever so innocently whistled, carrying more bonemeal to his basement to mass produce even more worthless narcotics.

Far as i’m aware they were added after a tad to replace the general swivel of rewards. Being on day 13 myself, i’m not entirely surprised if recompense for over 200 players isn’t possible. Unfortunately, as my guess would be: It’s not likely to be refunded.

Thorvn sat within the tavern corner in attempt to heel the previous ongoing trauma, although seeing much death in his time, the expiration of noble blood was. . unfamiliar. For once, he’d been at loss for words. He’d pull the whining hound over his lap, rugged hands Idly brushing over the domesticated pup’s medium haired mane as it trying to console it. Another light has been extinguished. . .

Thorvn stared at the document in some curious expression, mask un-present for once. The man shook his head in some slight disbelief, soon taking swig of home brewed tea and taking another chew of flaked cod. “There will be blood” He’d state, taking another sip of tea. “But that aint my business. “

Thorvn pointed and laughed, all while patting the top of his pet pufferfish with a heavily insulated glove. ”They’ll never see the light again Jefferson, NEVER again”

Thorvn lit a wax candle and set it upon the palace steps in memento.

Thorvn spat on the flyer, disliking the idea of slavery.

Mcname:jdesarno IC Name: Thorvn Bronwyn Residency/ Street name, number: 17 Breadsborough Class/ Title: Citizen/Houndmaster

Thorvn submitted a neatly packed letter for both farm-hand and hound-master’s position Knowing how he has the most hounds in the city at the current time. The man went back to his fishing soon after, humming along while setting freshly caught Cod in respective bucket, among occasional trinkets.