Nectorist

Philip III looks over the letter from Manfred. taking a few moments to contemplate. It was a dark age that engulfed the world. Long ago, thousands of banners, for fields dotted with hundreds of thousands of men, could be found without difficulty. The past was bright, the past was bloody, the past was the ideal. However, now lay a world too far from the past to clutch onto it. Even the Age of Heroes was a chapter in a history book to most. What world had this become? Or was this a transition to something else? Philip would leave that matter for another day. All he knew was that this was a world where old friends became new enemies, and old enemies became new friends. The world would live to fight another day.

Philip III bows to the will of the Pontifex Maximus, abandoning his throne to Olybrius of the Vandalic Kingdom.

Philip III raises an eyebrow. "Why is the mistress of the Dwarven King attempting to claim the Empire?"

Philip III studies the board in front of him. The game of checkers continues...

Philip III watches an interesting game of checkers unfold before him!

[!] A late letter arrives at the home of the late Sir Keaghen Armas, requesting that the man officially train the young princess, Victoria Augusta of Renzfeld, in the ways of both a warrior and a statesman. Safe to say, the letter would go unread.

"A shame, when this world loses some of those who give it life," muses Philip III upon hearing about Vuiller's death.

I had recently spawned a new world in single-player Minecraft. Everything was normal at first as I began chopping down trees and crafting a workbench. I noticed something move amongst the dense fog (I have a very slow computer so I have to play with a tiny render distance). I thought it was a cow, so I pursued it, hoping to grab some hides for armor. It wasn't a cow though. Looking back at me was another character with the default skin, but his eyes were empty. I saw no name pop up, and I double-checked to make sure I wasn't in multiplayer mode. He didn't stay long, he looked at me and quickly ran into the fog. I pursued out of curiousity, but he was gone. I continued on with the game, not sure what to think. As I expanded to world I saw things that seemed out of place for the random map generator to make; 2x2 tunnels in the rocks, small perfect pyramids made of sand in the ocean, and groves of trees with all their leaves cut off. I would constantly think I saw the other "player" in the deep fog, but I never got a better look at him. I tried increasing my render distance to far whenever I thought I saw him, but to no avail. I saved the map and went on the forums to see if anyone else had found the pseudo-player. There were none. I created my own topic telling of the man and asking if anyone had a similar experience. The post was deleted within five minutes. I tried again, and the topic was deleted even faster. I received a PM from username 'Herobrine' containing one word: 'Stop.' When I went to look at Herobrine's profile, the page 404'd. I received an email from another forum user. He claimed the mods can read the forum user messages, so we were safer using email. The emailer claimed that he had seen the mystery player too, and had a small 'directory' of other users who had seen him as well. Their worlds were littered with obviously man-made features as well, and described their mystery player to have no pupils. About a month passed until I heard from my informant again. Some of the people who had encountered the mystery man had looked into the name Herobrine and found that name to be frequently used by a swedish gamer. After some further information gathering, it was revealed to be the brother of Notch, the game's developer. I personally emailed Notch, and asked him if he had a brother. It took him a while, but he emailed me back a very short message. I did, but he is no longer with us. — Notch I haven't seen the mystery man since our first encounter, and I haven't noticed any changes to the world other than my own. I was able to press 'print screen' when I first saw him. Here's the only evidence of his existance:

@itdontmattaA few of our leaders won't be able to make 3pm EST. I propose we push it back to 4pm EST to give those people enough time. It still also isn't too late for EU players.

AN APPEAL TO BARON DRASKOVIC AND FATHER PRUVIA ON THE CONSTRUCTION OF OUR FAITH OR The Donations of Furnestock Authored by His Imperial Majesty, Philip III Even in times of war, a time of destruction, we as servants of God must look to strengthen our faith. I ask you both, Baron Draskovic and Father Pruvia, to aid me in the construction of a number of churches and wayshrines throughout the Empire. These buildings shall be bastions of our faith, markers of our dedication to God, and sites of peace throughout the war. To the pair of you, I shall provide the coin needed to construct two churches: one for Aldersberg and Azor, and one for Pruvia and Carrington. Let them serve as places of refuge from the evils of war; shelter for the Canonists we defend. I ask of you to go out into the world at large and find those peoples, those places, in need of a Temple of God. I shall aid in the construction of their houses of worship. Guide my corps of engineers, for across Almaris I shall build wayshrines to honor our God. With those peoples hostile to our faith, you have my permission to arrange that these shrines are built with the assurance of protection from whomever owns the land they are built upon. I ask that one be built in the south, where the voidal encroachment must be brought to a halt. Go and serve God. @6xdestroyer @Valecius

I can confirm that we're taking a siege. How many attempts @itdontmattachooses to give you is up to him

I see no reason to force people on for multiple hours for 2 days. Would rather just have it settled with one, a siege, on Sunday. I can push up the time to 5pm EST. @Xarkly