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Pretty sure staff has a general chat just for them on Skype and Skype is completely free of any variation of time restriction. People could easily field a question and over the span of a day get feedback on the matter for response, as they should have the moment the community started blowing up. That they've said they're going to officially respond to the community is good. That it's going to take even more time, when the outcome should be blatantly one-sided given the majority's reaction, is cause for concern.

Proposal? Are you suggesting that we attempt to provide an alternative to something we'd much rather not exist at all? Perhaps it's the wording but, this just looks like more beating around the bush and extending time to a discussion with only two outcomes. How hard is it for a few people to take 2 minutes from their weekend to say, "Keep" or "Remove?"

Sure, why not? I do monsters and that sort of 'stuff.' https://docs.google.com/document/d/1g_Af9MGCh2bLHSsvBLpdcIRInN3rqB8IamxLQKzFEOU/edit - Written by myself and 2 others. (Adeon and Freema) https://docs.google.com/document/d/1_YY9P7_OeIQ70FMjo6mkV-XGl1qA6_sVF--vh89RleM/edit - More monsters for events. https://docs.google.com/document/d/15p3wuafuA_an3xG3xtw_wbcVi-SFeHaYRGgiWtOMzIY/edit - More monsters for events.

The duration of time it takes to remove them would depend on a slew of variables. How much help they employ / request, the presence of the undead, the nature in which they intend to remove them, how hard they retaliate for the attempts and etc. Point is, a more dynamic approach to their removal would honestly give them a less benign feeling. The Undead are already a defined entity. To remove powers, add powers or give any major changes would require some variation of logical cause. How the undead change is of no major concern, to be completely honest. I'd just rather see possibility of removing them via RP and for them to be treated as what they are, an entity for the entertainment of the players. And to actually define a choice, I'd be for 'A' but, a very player driven A.

Finish Undead via events and organized removals. Someone has an undead fortress beside their city, talk with the City's leadership to arrange events for that city and their allies to remove the undead. When this is done, sit down with every settlement and create a mini-antag of sorts, JUST for them. For example, an idea I had kicked around with a member of the ET / GM staff was a colony of rat people that lived in the sewers of Petrus. They'd eventually break out and begin assaulting civilians and literally anyone topside.

There's no fix beyond getting some personal net going. Public net shouldn't be relied upon for anything.

Having voting grant a set amount of EXP to all set skills would give greater incentive for voting and would give more advertising. Beyond this, the current system can't be abused too deeply. Skill tomes aside, everyone has even ground and there's no real methods of abuse to gain advantage.

A sergeant walks down a line of Runts, spouting matters of discipline and various vulgarities criticizing the line's general incompetence. 'Red' observes the session from atop a nearby gatehouse, words exchanged by the linemen occupying it's mechanism. Discussion of the nearby tainted lands had yielded precious little. Entry was impossible, vision for accurate siege was obscured by the thick sickly fog that covered the land and the region had become a mystery in general. Bracing for the worst, defenses had been formed about the walls, always pointed skyward, as if expecting some scaled behemoth to descend from the clouded skies above. Nodding to himself, 'Red' descends from the gatehouse, "Gather a few o' the men. More scoutin' to be done. Tha' fog won't last forever an' when it falls, we need to be amidst the first in it's breach."

'Red' bows his head briefly in support of Godfrey's word, "May we abandon this age of Iron and Rust."

That end music. Well, right before the end.

((Pretty sure they're gonna turn this down in favor of sustaining RP. Besides, the poisonous gas cannot be dealt with until certain events unfold, as was the word from Freema. So.. If you want to run into a kill region, be my guest.))

If you wanna store some stuff with absolutely no chance of theft, ironically enough, the best place is the wilderness. But yes, they can yank all your stuff with no prior comms. Seems dumb but, that's personal opinion.

'Red' Comes across the parchment, curiosity driving him to actually fill out a blank portion. TgTemplar 'Red' Book on Masterful smithing technique to assist in the efforts of always improving one's skills. Where this fails, a blessed glass eye wouldn't hurt. Oh, and a nuclear device.

'Red' briefly removes his helm and holds it to his chest, head bowed in a moment of silence. The moment passing, the helm is slid back into place and he continues with his business.

Groaning, a man steps between the Monk and Frederick as they supposedly speak within the same room, "Frederick, why do you emulate the behaviors of those you condemn with such a declaration? This is incredibly idiotic and inflammatory. A force that demands universal alignment stands at our borders and we're going cock-eyed with internal strife on all fronts." Turning to the monk, he extends arm, "You there, monk. Tell me something, why is there no public book of praise? Why do we hear nothing of attending mass? Why is the common man's knowledge of the faith nothing more than pathetic two to three word praise? Why do we never see you moving about the towns and preaching to the masses? Why are we only seeing your input during political issue in clear support of a single side when the church's purpose is divine neutrality and guidance of the human spirit and soul? Why do you allow yourselves to become political tool?"

'Red' chuckles, listening the matter over, "First they posed as Renatus to stir shite and now this? Pitiful how honorless and petty they've become. Ah! Another thing, the violation of the treaty and supporting evidence of the events that failed not even a Saints, Elven or whatever we call them day ago, has already been submitted to the external parties." Shrugging, a copy of the amassed proof is made public.

A group of humans watch the half-heighted figure's insanity from a distance as it cackles and speaks to an inanimate piece of paper. A short duration later, several guardsmen approach the figure, "Spewing outright lies unto the street and insanity? This not only justifies our response of 'wait on our liege lord's decision,' it now presents the ideal that you are not mentally fit to function within the city without being a threat to citizens. What was once a wait and we shall return to you with response is only now an outright 'no.' G'd Day, stout."