monkeypoacher

thank u for the award. i can't even begin to tell u how much it means to me

"GO-B-W-YE, LET IT BE KNOW THAT MY LANDLORD, LORD D'AZOR, DEMAND ALL MY PEA CROP FOR THE YEAR. THE GRANGER SAYS IT IS NEW FEE AN KEEPS THE LORD FROM ENCLOSING THE FIELDS MY WIFE LABOR'D HARD TO PICK THE PEACE AND FOR IT SHE AN HER THREE BABES WILL STARVE. SO I SAY IT IS THEFT. WITH A WAR ON AN MY BOY OUT BLEEDING FOR THE EMPIRE I WILL ABIDE NO MORE THEFTS SO TO MASTER D'AZOR, RETURN MY PEACE AT ONCE OR I WILL JOIN THE COALICION AND BURN THE MANOR DOWN. THIS IS YOUR FINAL WARNING. JOS. WALTER"

Imperial Naval Ensign Bollard Brut orders all rum rations given at cask strength. He could not abide any more defections.

i love gatekeeping bottom text

because it's a pain in the ass. scheduling it is difficult, running the commands slows the server down and you have to get it right or you slow down the server even more for longer. we should reduce player dependence on the world team (by letting players actually gather resources and build things without WT intervention)

roleplay default coming back was not in my 2022 predictions

until ghosts are required to emote tells while watching your roleplay and relaying it to their buddies (actually had to get the story admin to put a stop to this) you should be allowed to throw around gold dust every time a ghost player is nearby

do yourselves a favor. stop roleplaying romance on a children's block game and then the relative maturity and ages of consent of fantasy races won't matter, except maybe for signing legally binding contracts?

A letter is addressed to the Holy See, largely ignorant of the encyclical correspondence of the Order of Bl. Nicolas, halfway cognizant of its very existence, but aware of some presence within the largely abandoned and disrepaired Argentate Star. Whether this was a member of Canonist clergy, or common thief, the author was not sure. @Burnsider "To the Order of Bl. Nicolas, and other interested parties of Canonist inquisition in the lands of Providence, I regret to introduce myself under such troubling circumstances. My name is Henry Herring, Diocesan Coadjutor of the Prefectural Government of Providence. As a lay official, my task upon entering the Basilica of the Argentate Star was to conduct a survey on the status of the church grounds, investigate reports of potential squatters or burglars, and inquire as to the welfare of the Cardinal Providentia. I have managed to meet the first two of these objectives, with the third utterly elusive. In fact, I was unable to apprehend any remaining ministry within the cathedral at all. Any information which could help further my inquest into the status of the Basilica would be greatly appreciated. I was shocked to find a general state of abandonment and disrepair affecting the entirety of the Basilica, including its associated presbytery. It appears that the entire premises had been hastily vacated several months or years before my appointment, with its quarters and offices on the second storey stripped of any artefact of human habitation. Troublingly, a window had been broken in from the roof of the Cathedral, granting access to the Cardinal Providentia's private quarters. To prevent further trespsassing I placed a padlock on the doors leading to the belfry, hoping to deny access to any other prospective burglars. I believed, before further inspection, that this was necessary for the safety of any remaining Canonist ministry. Upon investigation of the presbytery of the Argentate Star (the large manse due north of the Basilica proper), I found another broken window which had been used to despoil Pontiff Everard's private quarters. This led me to abandon my unintrusive wellness check and gain access to the building, and I found similar signs of hurried vacation therein. Several doors have been damaged by intruders over the course of what must have been a several year abandonment of the benefice. If I am wrong about the status of this building please return correspondence, as I intend to report on information gathered to the Prefectural and Imperial Government. From the information I have gathered it is clear that the Basilica of the Argentate Star has been abandoned. Surveying the locals I have heard the state of the benefice most charitably described as a "giant abandoned church in the center of Providence," and "the private property of Mayor Bub'Mog." I can understand the increased hesitance to send ministers to Providence due to the concerns of the war. But the neglect of the sedes of the Archdiocese has not gone unnoticed, and it is, to be frank, an unacceptable dereliction of the clergy's duties. Until such time as diocesan officials return to Providence and continue their services, I will resume my duty as Coadjutor and begin maintenance of the Basilica personally. Your urgent correspondence is requested. Henry Herring"

elysium

tryax buddy it's alright we're going to get you out of this slump

i have seen it roleplayed both ways because it's a not particularly well-explained cultural tradition. seen people who really should know better playing a "physically mature" elf with the brain of a child, for reasons I am sure you can infer from context and yes I would rather have the kids on this server not involved in romantic scenarios to begin with, but the demographics of this server (socially isolated, awkward early teens who are into roleplay) make it an inevitability as long as we permit it at all. we should just state clearly that we do not tolerate romantic roleplay and ban it proactively so that we don't end up with some kids on the wrong side of a witch hunt for "cultural pedophilia" or some other fantastic nonsense this "elven age of consent/maturity" thing isn't really an idiom in the community like people who have done years of sweaty dominion rp probably think it is. is a 300 year old elf dating a 30 year old elf weird? absolutely. should we have to worry about any of this to begin with? no

some random teenager shouldn't get called out as a pedophile & harassed on the internet because his 300 year old elf dated a 30 year old elf, no matter how weird it is. do not roleplay a 30 year old elf as a child mentally but an adult physically. it is so much weirder. please get a grip elven roleplayers

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A man rises on a soapbox and preaches loudly to Providence City's square, as men are often wont to do in a time of spiritual confusion. "Woe be unto those who - without the sight of our Prophet - draw from his visions their own benighted misconstructions. Woe be unto those who, in the name of the Most High, go out killing Canonists and stealing their lands, and hanging the bodies of God's children on His cross. Those are the men of God! And the world is their right, as holy men. Justice is their right, those whose fists clench in wrath. Glory leads them, those whose hearts swell with pride. Reward is theirs, whose tongues lash out in deceit. The Deceiver's words find fertile purchase in the minds of men who believe themselves alike God in judgment. Who believe they are peer to Godfrey in pride. Who believe that they may commit faithful acts in untrue spirit, and merely speak the name of God to justify their sins. These are slaves of the Wyrm, and must be chastened for their wrath. It is thus our duty to raise our standards over their walls and drive their coventicle out of our lands, so help us God."

i am going to steal your child and teach him evil magic

A boy in Providence City has vivid daydreams about Sister Silence, his favorite heroine from the broadsides. Cornered by wretched excommunicate agents of the Crown, she draws a stiletto from inside her habit and lands it between the eyes of one. The other two stand in stunned silence, only to be dispatched with a single high kick.

"No quarter to invaders and occupiers," Aubergine glibly states!

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