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Same soup just reheated. Same rp different characters. Same cliques nothing new.

Jamie Oliver, son of Charles Elliot now reaching his elderly age, groaned. “No.... more.... brother wars...” he’d croak finally passing onto the next life.

“War it seems, I hope I see some payment atleast...” would state a new blooded memeber of the Hangman.

“I don’t want no stinking Nordish on my fields; anymore then I want some Imperial bureaucrats creating a system rifled with blight for my streets! Off with yeh claimants, Rubern belongs to the people!” states a disgruntled Ruberni peasant, descendant of some harlot and haughty Reiter.

The Ghost of Lyonel of Dunharrow, one of the four heroes of the Siege of Helena, sighs.

Kerrik cannot help but smile! His role was small, but his words with the Grand King had obviously inspired his actions. He gathers what belongings he has and sets back into the wintery peaks, his duty fulfilled for now, until next time Urguan calls upon for his sword arm once more.

"Truly interesting times." Would remark Merric as he heard the tales of the Nottinghamites and their struggle against persecution.

Today’s Skirmish, gf orcs, no kills and stutter due to shadowplay :/. Nevertheless enjoy!

"It is too bad humanity will never be a force to reckon with. Rather they will collapse in due time, squabbling like rats, attempting to cling onto the legacy of the true sons of Godfrey." would comment Lyonel from the seven skies. He'd then go back to his mini golf tournament with Berenfroy.

FULL NAME: Leland Doyle AGE: 17 RACE: Human (Heartlander) RELIGION: Canonism REGIMENT OF CHOICE: 1st Regiment ((MC name)): Vulfye ((Time zone)): US CST

War rules don't mean **** if the server can't even handle 30 people clicking in one location. Start with performance issues first. Secondly move onto raids and raise the cap from 3 people. 3 people can easily be smacked by any nation's guard force, make it like the old days of ten max during peacetime, and between warring parties/alliances/nations, 20. Next bring an actual warclaim system that is moderated by a, WAR TEAM, these ladies and gents should be unbiased in their opinions and follow the rules rather than have a play on them. Noted that this team will have no real pexs outside actual warclaims. Allow warclaims to be more in the sense of a ratio system. Having both sides rally their fullest and then go off a ratio i.e. 1(defender):1.5(attacker). This allows a safeguard for smaller nations to have some sort of chance against potentially the server vs nation. We'd get more smaller nation conflicts rather than having mega alliances scrap it out tearing the server apart in an aptly dubbed almost repetitive, world wars.

"Ay. Suppose it's time f'er me to aid moi kin once more." Stated Ekkaz, as he headed out from his deep hole he had hibernated in for over the past few years.

Give her minas you plebs.

Kothak chuckles, "Tha' umroi wants us tou fight in their war? Nah, rat'er just deal wit' te'h Ruswick dund'dahe basta'ds." He'd nudge Officer Grudgebeard before going back to sharpening his halberd.

Kothak would sit in his home before hearing the forges burn with a fiery vengeance. The clangs of steel would resound throughout the cavernous city, matching the fury of vengeance. Kothak would smile before gripping his dwarven halberd. “NARVAK OZ URGUAN! DEATH T’UH THA’ RUSWICK BASTA’DS!” cried out Kothak as he joined his shield-brothers preparing for war.

“Throw a teuton down a well! So my country can be free...” a deranged strelt peasant would mumble of a time long forgotten.