Netphreak

It seems there's a lot of negative feedback regarding this plugin and how the information it collects is used for.. I do not know the protocols nor procedures for activity checks and what you decide to do with said checks should they consistently fall below certain parameters; but skimming and scanning what the Community members have been saying, it doesn't look good at all. I can understand if perhaps you allocated certain staff members to tiles that didn't get very much activity, such as the Story Team to do more local events in said areas to bring about a higher percentage of activity during these checks. But to have a system that is used to evict a group or collective of members of the community just based upon a /percentage/ statistic; is actually revolting. Now, I get it.. I can play devils advocate, there's limited space on the map for high foot traffic areas, sure.. And they should be allocated to groups that have a higher percentage of players who actively frequent them. But about the groups that perhaps don't have that many, why are they subject to the dark side of the activity check? Why even consider eviction as a discipline for lower activity than the main Regions and Cities? Especially when their own activity isn't counted towards their home during the checks, which may or may not be in their respective tile.. This is more of a stressor than it is an aiding tool, especially for the leadership of the smaller groups; people are taking hiatus because of this.. Roleplay is becoming a /chore/ and not a fun activity or a decent escape from reality for a short while. Why punish a group for inactivity; things happen.. Variables exist, conflicts arise, OOC situations happen that require our undivided attention for days at a time perhaps. Would LOTC really suffer WITHOUT this plugin? Maybe we should be saying the same thing that was told to us during Anthos when PVP Default became a thing and when Nexus became a thing. "Just try it." So.. Remove the activity checks, just try it. See what happens; make your Community Members feel as if they're being heard instead of retorting against the community and defending a system that people clearly do not care for and may be the cause of additional stress; or at the very least.. Do not punish people for inactivity or be part of the nagware system.

"Solem colimus comedendo prisca sanguinis nostri dulcia!" Another woman shouts as she'd read the parchment with her red iris gaze.

A hooded maiden would cast icy blue eyes upon the parchment. The corners of her lips curving upward with amusement as she continues to scan the words; before a bird would land upon her right shoulder. The woman turns her head to view a small letter tied to the carrier.. She'd gently caress the bird, taking the note and then allowing it to fly off. "These 'Crusaders' hold on to traditions that are quickly finding death... They understood for a second; that they were the cause of the Darkspawn going underground in the first place, they are the cause of the numbers being bolstered.. They were the cause of the Chaos. Blinded by their own bloodlust, driven by the false justification of their Church and their faith... They are no better than the Darkspawn are; in fact, are worse because they proclaim murder in the guise of being 'holy'. Your light may blind yourselves... But it does not blind those who pay attention.." With that, the hooded woman carries on her way into a nearby forest, a chilling laughter emitted from her figure as she vanishes once more into the safety of the darkness.

Within the confines of the newly abandoned Serheim, a woman with brunette hair, icy blue eyes; long ears and pale skin scans over the parchment. Her gloved hands holding tightly to the note; before allowing it to fall to the frozen ground. She would walk towards the edge of the wall, staring out to the waters as the stars reflect their light off of the surface. She would release a lengthy sigh before words emit from her mouth. "I had just recently spoken with you.. You were alive and in front of my face. I had considered you a 'friend' and you left me now with one less.. If ever I perish and by some intervention we see each other again in the afterlife... I will do my damnedest to torment you for eternity! You deserve that for leaving me with an unfinished task. Only then can I forgive you.. After eternity is over." Shortly thereafter, a horrid shriek is heard near the ruins of Serheim. A witchy howl of torment eternal, suffering and pain in a mixture so deadly; those around to hear, certainly would not wish to stick around.

Gross.

Farewell on your journey of life! Take those stepping stones and be well!

An armored individual would stop along their normal stroll around the lands as they’d gaze upon the parchment nailed to the tree. Their sharp eyes scan the wording on the letter; a wide grin forming somewhere within that helmed visage as they’d say to themselves. “So, the foolish one finally opened his eyes… It’s about time these ‘type’ start taking their own lives after having been living a lie for years upon years.” With that, the armored one releases a series of maniacal laughter as they’d proceed to walk out of that very area.

A painted Jester would laugh and chuckle, having first hand experience of the magnificent and savory delights of such a stand. “Perfection… Perfection always!! Yes indeed yes indeed! Hahahah, come one, come all! You have not LIVED until your taste buds sample the god like flavor of the FISH and CHIPS!! If you don’t believe a Foolish Jester, then believe your own sense of taste!!!” Just as quick as the Jester were to appear, he’d be gone to stir up trouble elsewhere.

Farewell.