MadOne

Totally agreed. I have been told by ab edgy CRPer that "he just wants to waste my time" one time, and I'm the toxic one.

Uhh. I'm the Lord Marshal of unspecified human country dude. What do you mean I don't roleplay?

I believe that's your one way ticket to destroy a very niche community of players. Banditry is nerfed as it is and you fail to consider what the side of the bandit might feel. If you are going to force "meaningful RP" which seemingly means "CRP so I can magic you" in your tongue, there is a high chance of you pming your buddies so they pull up on the road to call PVP now that they got the majority after all. We geniunely do not want to spend 2 hours CRPing with people, arguing over semantics just for 10 white knights to show up. I would prefer a 30 second solution. It's not about PVP at all. It's just about efficiency of method. You just assumed that all people who bandit are just toxic pvpers who want daily cliccz so I'm going to go ahead and assume that the people who want pvp to be destroyed are egdy elven magic snowflakes who are disgruntled because they can't powergame when the blue bandana man clicks you..

Banditry should never be as targeted as it has been nowadays. People tend to see individuals who do "bandit RP" as mere PvP goons who just want to get their daily clicks, but it is usually the banditting side that gets most of the blame, or most of the crap from people. GMs always tend to side with the defender side, even though they are clearly at guilt. For example, A GM has sided with a dude who was surrounded by three bandits, who managed to dodge all of our attacks, and who clearly powergamed. Even if the person being banditted doesn't give crap to you, you will likely get a metarally as soon as possible, or the individual in question will pretend to go afk. GMs should allow banditry to commence as it did before, with allowed copy paste emotes, given that they are detailed. Erilobar got a 2 month CB for a copy paste emote by his lordship Kaelan. I geniunely feel like banditry may bring good RP to the table if the defender is not allowed to perform actions that might stress the bandit so they hurry up with their emotes. Think outside of the box for a moment. You are banditing, but there is the threat of a twenty man rally coming at you without the dude in front of you doing anything. There is also the question of this person wasting your time in CRP semantics, for 2 hours, while you as the bandit just want some items. I think banditry can develop both characters, since it is a realistic profession on a fantasy setting, if the defender is limited more in terms of their capabilities in escaping so easily from the situation. There at least should be a rp lock, so their metarally can't gank you the moment you put your emote. Copy paste emotes shouldn't be a reason for CB's either.

Madlad

Willyboy laughs at his old friend in agreement with a cheerful glance.

"Confusing times, but I don't mind fighting the greenies!" Dixie would say, flashing gangsigns.

Huh.. was I the only one already doing this by my own?

In a dim, candlelit room, the knight's hands would tremble upon hearing the grim, grim news. His breath getting messier with each letter he read, with his face taking a woeful look while his body slumped down into the chair. The war claimed nearly all people in walks of his life. Through gritted teeth he would bang a fist on the table, to express his frustration, but even actions were not able to speak louder than words. Tears freely flowing down from his cheek as a result of learning his death, Wilheim slumps down into a corner, silently fighting a lost battle with his tears. He had known Ulric since he was a boy, attended his knighting ceremony. Ulric was a star, being knighted at such a young age. He was cheerful, funny and brave. A happy and a remarkable individual who cared for people from every walks of life. He remembered how Ulric saved Marcella. He remembered the good days the trio had, along with Konrad. He would go over to light one candle in his good friend's memory, in the darkest corner of his room, with reddened eyes.

Ser Wilheim has no idea what is going on, but cheers for Hekkaes anyway!

Dixie yawns as he smokes a cigarette, remembering the child dark elf these legionnaires have recruited to do errands. He shrugs to himself. "More power to them I guess."

He has permission from me to be a part of our family. -Wilheim