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  1. Alaric M. Vladov II reads the guide nervously, thinking to himself, “This world sure has a lot of killer monsters.”
  2. His damned leg was hurting again, always the same dull throbbing pain. With a few choice words, Alaric cursed his fortune, and took a swig from a hip-flask reeking of Carrion Black, which ran in rivulets down his beard and stained his moth-bitten tabard. Alaric had been born in Belvitz, Adria, on the continent of Atlas. In fact, Alaric was the second of his name. The first to bear it was the grandson of an imperial treasurer and great-grandson of a Count of Woldzimir. That Alaric M. Vladovic had been Commandant and Chancellor of Adria, as well as serving as Crow’s Eye. He served with distinction for many decades, until he was recruited as a Nauzican Brigadier. His service found him in the heartlands, in taverns with many a plump Curonite wench. Women, spirits, and exotic smokes were his undoing, and it is said that the body of Alaric was found stripped and buried in a refuse pile behind a tavern, the pungent stink of kha spice rising from his clothes. Alaric I’s estate specified that, should he die without legitimate issue, his first-born son would be named legitimate heir. As it happens, Alaric’s first-born was Karl, a tall, fat, brutish young man who had been raised in the very tavern in which he was sired, surrounded by the vices of his father. At the time of his father’s death, he made a living acting as a tavern-guard, forcefully evicting the beer-sodden and broken-minded, throwing the wretches unceremouniously over the threshhold into the muck. Karl’s legitimization as heir did little to warm his heart. His father’s once-grand estate had been spent away on hired women and second-rate Curonian whiskey. Only his father’s battered Belvitz Brigadier armor, a mold-covered block of cheese, a water-stained book of family history, and ledgers filled with debts awaited him in the dead man’s house. Karl sired a son to a minor lady not long after, and named him Alaric II, more as a joke than an honor. He married out of obligation, not out of love, and made it known. Alaric M. Vladovic, second of his name, did not have a pleasant upbringing. He was raised rough, a sallow-faced boy with a crooked nose, always sporting odd bruises and a dour glare. Age brought Alaric no comforts. He dreamt of battle and glory, but the years brought him only a lame leg and the drinking habits of his ancestors. The 1760s found Alaric M. Vladovic, second of his name, slumped against a statute in Haense, wearing his grandfather’s rusted armor and moth-bitten tabard, mumbling into a bottle of Carrion Black.
  3. email to aetosion: miss you friend   AiiM

    1. Aetosion


      :) happy new year friend

  4. A flyer is visible in major trade hubs around Vailor, "To whom it may concern, I, Edward H., am in need of a stately, yet defensible, castle of small to medium size to be built in my land. I will compensate the architect in minas or iron depending on preference. I need this project completed within the coming Saint's week. Provide examples of your past work in your response, and send bird to me by care of my aide."
  5. Brother Philip of Koviran, worn and haggard by days of travel, embarks at last upon the ship sailing southward towards the Holy Lands. [[signed]]
  6. Fyi, the server issues are rooted in timeouts from one of our providers. Devs are working on it, apologies for the server-burps.

    1. LaCabra (Soda)

      LaCabra (Soda)

      Thanks for keepin us in touch bro!

  7. Does anyone else have Reign of Kings on Steam?

  8. Sorry for the short downtime folks, I planted way to many trees.

    1. Aetosion


      too* hrnng

    2. mitto


      mistakes were made

    3. Sister Sequoia
  9. That was some witty banter, friends. Let's keep the OOC shitfest to a minimum. Thread cleaned up (again) at OP request, and warclaim settled by leaders (some time Saturday, pillage, this weekend, will be elaborated upon by Pat/Taylor when they come to a final agreement).
  10. And miles to go before I sleep.

  11. So many LotC parallels to human RP in the Santa Claus is Coming to Town classic claymation

  12. If I'm familiar with what you're referring to, the "wilds wall" is a server build that was built in creative. It extends the width of the north-central continent on the map. I would heed patu's suggestion and build a wall around your own settlement instead of build-scarring a server build. My knowledge of the wild groups and your own house is somewhat limited, but I can't imagine that conflict being more than 20 v 20, not nearly enough to justify a thousand block long rebuild.
  13. 20 iron blocks and 20 days of work later... oh wait. Same day

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