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Still, I think the overwhelming amount of lore, tomes, stories, etc. that refer to Krug as male is evidence enough. Why would EVERY SINGLE WRITER EVER, get that wrong? https://wikia.lordofthecraft.net/index.php?title=Krug https://wikia.lordofthecraft.net/index.php?title=Dom https://wikia.lordofthecraft.net/index.php?title=Gorkil (The MOTHER dies, and Krug is still alive in this story, as well. Krug lives on past this story, so that probably means Krug is male if its his MOTHER who died but Krug lives on) https://wikia.lordofthecraft.net/index.php?title=Iblees https://wikia.lordofthecraft.net/index.php?title=Ancient_History In this Lore, krug is called male in each. For one, it lists 'The Four Brothers' as Krug, Horen, Malin, and Urguan. Four BROTHERS. Also, shamans call krug 'The Oldfather.' There are orcs who claim to have met Krug in their shamanic endeavours or dreams/vision, I cannot find the lore for it but it's there.

True, but perhaps Iblees thought it would be a curse when it wasn't? Think about it, Iblees had already underestimated Krug once, thinking he would fall for a trick or be so vain as to take his 'gifts', wouldn't it make sense if he made the same mistake again?

But you're missing a big thing. Iblees didn't curse him to be ugly, it was a result of years of combat with the Daemon and giving his face and body charred to a crisp.

Agreed. And even then, they still have some great genetic similarities. They have to for there to be half breeds.

No, no. There's an actual detailed character who was supposedly Krug's favorite mate. There's also a woman who they talk about who she was hella jealous of. This is a good read that should give you insight: https://wikia.lordofthecraft.net/index.php?title=Dom

Krug had children with women...so...

"Da battle was over in minutes. Dey fought well, buh dey stood nub chance againzt da Urukz." Remarked Naaklug proudly.

I wanna do this but I'm scared my whole pride of my irish heritage is gonna be a lie. I'm pretty sure I've got plenty though, my dad did one but he's the side of my family that's mostly scottish and english so I already knew what he would get. On the bright side, at the very least I'm 17% Irish, probably more since my great aunt on my mom's side took one and she got like, 25% viking 75% Irish

Activity checks sound like a good idea, HOWEVER, I think you should only do activity checks on cities/regions of a certain size. Say, if they take up a large region then you can administer an activity check. What's the point in annihilating a tiny settlement? (coughhalflingvillagescough) Oh, also, maybe racial capitols don't need them? That'd solve the conundrum of Halfling Villages being destroyed.

Activity checks sound like a good idea, HOWEVER, I think you should only do activity checks on cities/regions of a certain size. Say, if they take up a large region then you can administer an activity check. What's the point in annihilating a tiny settlement? (coughhalflingvillagescough)

OOC: Ok, essentially, I had an idea for how to get activity for Halflings. We need to give people a reason to log on, and a place to go when they're online instead of aimlessly wandering about the village. Enclosed is my idea... The Hammered Ham Tavern Long has the Halfling tavern called the Hammered Ham been abandoned. It sits empty in Pendlemere- no laughter, no drinking, no games. It is simply a place to sit down, perhaps bring your own drink. There is no bartender, there is no musician, there is no activity. Because of this, Merridolph Applebrook, Elder of Pendlemere has proposed a solution. Open Doors Merry has decided to spend most of his time manning the bar of the tavern. Now, any time someone wishes for a drink or perhaps a conversation, they will find the tavern staffed and ready to go. There will always be someone to drink, always be someone to talk to, and the tavern will become the heart of the community. Anybody may come in for a drink, a game of darts, or a conversation. It is an open doors policy, after all! Not only will people be in the Tavern, hopefully it will work as a center for activity and a place for people to gather. Of course, there will always be something going on there. That brings us to the next point in this presentation of sorts. Activities Not only will the Tavern be staffed, there will also be common activities held there (Player run events). Merry has made sure that at least once an elven week, there will be some kind of event or adventure going on. This could range from a concert, to a drinking contest, to a darts championship- even to a great feast in celebration of something. Nonetheless, Merry has attempted to make this place home to activities and events that could take place regularly. Be ye big or small, fat or thin, young or old, there will always be a seat and a drink waiting for you at the Hammered Ham.

About the Alchemist thing. I rarely actually grind Alchemist on my Halfling brewer character. I just RP him brewing ****. I have a barrel in the village that's just supposed to be his barrel he fills up.

Combination of this ^ And this:

"We were plannin' on 'avin a festival t'is saturday, t'ough!" Says Merry, an Elder of Pendlemere. "Whatevah! T'ey can come teh both!"

micbox, micbox2

I don't think there should be a difference between heists and raids. Why do you have to do something special to steal from someone, when you would be in their village already pillaging and looting? It doesn't make much sense to me.e

Sort of. What does that matter?

This post fills me with lots of different feelings. I kind of feel insulted, I kind of feel sad that a longtime player is leaving, and I kind of wholeheartedly agree, and yet I also kind of wholeheartedly disagree.

Stabba Bombz Zongot determines the ideal alloy to use for his bombs A goblin runs through the streets of San'Raakh. Zongot's mind was alive with ideas and goals. He had been working tirelessly on dynamite and gunpowder, and had had a realization. When you throw a knife or an axe, or anything sharp, it can do considerable damage depending on how fast it is moving. Say something explodes, however, it sends everything near it flying off at high speeds in a multi-directional stream. He concluded he would design a bomb which would throw sharp objects and debris at high speeds all around. The Design Phase Zongot got to work planning his invention. He knew he needed a few things for this to work: Some kind of cannister to hold the gunpowder The Cannister needed to be made out of fracturable, but still durable, metal He needed gunpowder He needed a way to light it (preferably a fuse) Of course, there were things Zongot probably didn't need that he wanted anyway. Spikes to make it 'Ztabbiuh' As much gunpowder as possible Zongot then went on the theorize the shape and size of the bomb. He knew it needed to be small enough to fit in his palm and be thrown, but large enough to be packed to the brim with explosives. He decided on a 8 inch diameter sphere. He also concluded that, in order to be light enough to be thrown, he would fill it 3/4ths of the way with gunpowder. This would result in a large amount of gun powder, and a relatively small bomb. One would be surprised what a 6 inch tall stack of gunpowder could do, he told himself. The next step would be gathering all of these materials, and beginning the painstaking process of smithing them with his poor smithing skills. Gathering Materials Gunpowder Zongot had been working on gunpowder that day, so this would be relatively easy. He walked down into his tinkering shop to fetch some gunpowder, haphazardly placing it in a large sack (not the best place for gunpowder, considering the static electricity). Luckily, Zongot DIDN'T explode (yet). He heaved the sack over his shoulder, walking off toward the forge to begin the next step. Metal This part would have been relatively easy if Zongot knew anything about smithing, and knew which metal to use. Because of this, Zongot made his way to the library and began to read up on various types of metal. He concluded that he would attempt to create the bomb with three different materials: Steel Cast Iron Iron. Knowing Steel was durable, Iron was breakable, and Cast Iron could be both, he decided it'd be best to use them in descending order of how durable they were. He made his way over to the forge in the city, setting himself up over there. The first step was steel. The Goblin began to mix the alloy haphazardly, nearly dropping his tools into the muck. After that, he began shaping the steel into a ball as best he could, making sure it was more of a hollow shell than a ball. After many attempts, failures, smashed fingers, and lost tools, the goblin managed to form a tidy little steel shell. He turned around, staying inside the forge, and attempted to pour some gunpowder inside from the bag. Meanwhile, an ember danced off the forge and landed in the gunpowder. An ear splitting explosion could be heard across the city, followed by a terrified scream. The goblin was sent flying across the room, wounded and barely conscious. His gaze slowly met the shell, hoping to see it in pieces and perhaps use it as the next bomb. It was not in pieces, and most of the chunks of it that had been blown off stayed relatively near. The next step would be cast iron, after the Goblin recovered. Zongot got back to work in the forge, this time carefully selecting his materials so that he might forge some cast iron. In a similar process to the steel, he mixed the alloy and then shaped it into a shell. Its surface was black and brittle, just what he had wanted. For good measure, the goblin grabbed some hammers and nails and a few spike-like objects left over from other blacksmiths using the forge. He hammered them into the shell with only minimal swearing and smashed fingers. Now that that was done, he stepped away from the forge to pour in the gunpowder. He would not make the same mistake again. Zongot stuck the fuse into the bomb, examining his handiwork. At last, he went outside to see if this metal would work. If it did, it would double as a field test. He grabbed a torch from its sconce, setting the fuse alight. As soon as he did this, he turned around and ran as fast as he could. He threw himself into the sand behind a dune, and heard the explosion echo across the desert. He peaked up, shrapnel having been scattered all across the area. Some of the shrapnel had gotten stuck, impaled into walls, wooden posts, and rock. Not only was cast iron the most effective bomb, the bomb worked! And thus, the ZTABBA BOMB reached its early, prototype stages. Of course, a prototype for a human is a finished product for a maddened goblin such as Zongot. He cackled, pocketing his blueprints and moving off toward the city to have a smoke and celebrate. Zongot will be willing to share with anyone who he trusts, or perhaps anyone who pays him... How It Works The Stabba Bomb works in a fairly simple way. The Bomb’s exterior shell is made up of cast iron, a quite shatterable metal. It is brittle, and could create fair size shrapnel if exploded. The way the item could be exploded is if you made a hollow ball of cast iron, and filled it up with gunpowder. It could not be filled up all the way, as it would be too heavy to throw if there was too much, and of course the fuse wouldn’t fit. Because of this, one would have to stick a fuse into the bomb for it to work, as gunpowder has its explosive reaction to fire and heat. The force of the explosion (if there is enough gunpowder) would be enough to shatter the metal. Due to its proximity to the explosion, there would be enough force to send them flying in every direction. Now, of course, given the goblin nature of this invention, Zongot had to add his own touch- the spikes. The spikes would be to add sharpness to the fragments, however would also reduce the distance it could be thrown due to lack of aerodynamics. A small price to pay for a goblin.

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