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  1. chaosgamer

    Been Here Since the Server Opened, AMA

    Which map/world was your favorite?
  2. A man with black, curled hair had sat down and watched through the whole show. When upon leaving his eyes stood wide open And his body was tensed up. A disturbed feeling that the dolls' eyes were following him crawled all over him. When he walked walked he spoke underneath his breath “Those things drain your damned sanity."
  3. chaosgamer

    Skin shading needed (200 mina reward)

    yup, I’m good with 200 minas I’ll come online for a couple of moments to find ya my IGN is chaosgamer_
  4. chaosgamer

    Skin shading needed (200 mina reward)

    aight, this could’ve gone a lot faster if I didn’t have school Just tell me if it needs some changes somewhere. (I’m not exactly the best at skinning)
  5. chaosgamer

    Skin shading needed (200 mina reward)

    heya, I could be able to do some shading and texture if you’re interested? I’ll make a shaded version from the given skin and show you later. If you find any points that think needs improvement and (or) some changes, I’ll simply design the skin more into your liking.
  6. chaosgamer

    Atlas Anniversary Art & Writing Contest

    ~~~~~ The Loftywoods ~~~~~ ’read the text at the end for a little explanation 😛’ "Adrian! The next time we go on a raid and you take that stupid crow of yours with you, I will rip all its feathers off!" Carden lashed out. Through the Loftywoods, on a small leading only further into the forest, three men in armor walked in silence. Well, not anymore really. Before one of them lashed out against his companion, the only thing that was heard was the sounds of their armor clinging and a crow on the shoulder of one of them. The small creature was begging for attention, nuzzling itself into Adrian's neck. "As if I would let you near him Carden" He snapped back at him, stroking the crow's head. Carden was the assigned leader of their small group. A broad, muscular man with black hair that had no particular style and a thick beard. He was the one who had the last say about everything, including Adrian's pet. Then there's Adrian, a guy with long blond hair, blue eyes, and a pet crow. He found it once on the road with a wounded wing. Adrian fed it and patched it up, it never really left ever since. And then there's Rylan, the one who was shivering because of a tingling feeling going through his spine. The new guy, the one who has to run all the errands and to put it simply, he was sick of it. Stupid chores that take all day, calling them a trial before you could call yourself a real member of that clan. Everyone called it a trial, yet for Rylan, it seemed like torture. That's why he was more than relieved and happy to hear he was going on a raid. It was like everything became much brighter that day. That those endless chores would finally stop and it was an amazing feeling. This raid they were going on was his first ever real job outside of his bandit clan's fortress. He was tired of sharpening the swords or cleaning the sets of armor, now it was his time to prove his worth. The leader said that it was nothing more than stealing candy from a baby, well it could be compared to it. A meadery located in the Loftywoods and as far as the intel goes, with no security. The leader told Rylan that the guy who ordered this raid was a rival of this meadery saying that his sales dropped because of the success of this guy. The next thing you know, you have a decent amount of gold and a job to do. "Just shut up about my crow and tell us where to go!" Adrian yelled. The crow on his shoulder visibly flinched at its owner's loud voice. Rylan rolled his eyes at his companions. Until now, they haven't done anything else but argue about even the smallest nuisance. "Fine, if that is what it takes to get you quiet! It won't be too much to handle. At midnight, we'll raid this meadery, sabotage some stuff and take whatever we want. We'll wait at a camp near our destination where another guy will join us, Brutus." While Carden got deeper into the details, Rylan took a moment to look around him. The Loftywoods was a thick forest. There was quite a lot of shrubbery which meant hiding spots. A strong, cold breeze picked up. Rylan felt himself shiver at the cold touch of the wind. "So, you say it's gonna be easy, but why are we gonna hide in a camp then? Why not just storm in and ransack the place? There are no guards according to the intel." Adrian said. It did sound a little weird. They would only camp out when there were possible dangers at day. "The target is safe to raid, yes. These woods aren't though." Carden took a break from his sentence. He started counting a row of trees at the side of the road. After counting a certain amount, he turned right, leading the group into the woods and away from the path. "Rumors are going around that a group of criminals or murderers are hiding out here in the woods." Rylan's eyes shot towards Carden at the word 'murderers'. "A group of them? That just sounds ridiculous. Who the hell started that stupid lie." Adrian scoffed at his companions warning. "Does it look like I know? The townsfolk around here say that those criminals are hired by the owner of the meadery. They all look different, with scars and crazed eyes. They always attacked big groups of people, mostly mercenaries. The funny thing is that the stories of the survivors always say that they were able to take down one of their attackers, yet no bodies of there so-called attackers were found." While Carden was talking about the strange attacks, Adrian turned around towards Rylan and mimicked their commander's chitchat. To his companions, this all seemed like nonsense or a joke. Rylan, on the other hand, got a sickening feeling at the thought that a group of vicious criminals was walking around. They were no better themselves, a pack of thieves. He was out for his first time, which was already making him nervous enough. Now there was dangerous competition in the area. The idea of their presence made him anxious, scared for a crazed man to jump out of the woods. "I heard those stupid stories as well. Let me tell ya, it's just a bunch of horror stories to keep people away." Adian mocked his commander's tales. Carden looked behind him and gave the blond-haired bandit a death glare. "Fairy tale or not, we're taking precautions." The words leaving his mouth had a small hint of anger. Adrian didn't make a sarcastic response and kept quiet, probably the best move he could make right now. The anxious feeling of being watched followed Rylan all the way to their camp. When they arrived there were two small tents set up, A fire was lit in between the small shelters. This was obviously their camp, but where was that other guy they had to meet? Carden immediately checked the tents. Rylan got a nervous feeling. Something was off and the first thing that got to mind were those killers. It was already dark and the moon was already shining, lighting up the world just a small bit. Rylan could swear he saw the shadows from a few trees dance in the light. The crow cawed, Rylan flinched at the sound and turned around. He already had his hand ready to unsheathe his blade. "Really? you got to be kidding me, you're really afraid of those rumors!" Adrian let out a booming laugh. Rylan hung his head, ashamed of the painful truth that he was indeed scared. "Shut it, Adrian! There's nothing to be afraid of. Brutus is probably in the area." Carden stuck his head out of the tent he was searching. "Don't worry about those stories. Rylan, could you please check the area and look for Brutus. He has a beard, a scar by his left eye and has his hair in a braid reaching all the way to his neck." Carden gave Rylan a small shoulder pat as encouragement. Rylan didn't want to be out there alone. He would rather have one of them with him. At this rate, he would even be happy if Adrian went with him. Rylan turned his gaze to the dark trees, gathered his courage and went out to look for Brutus. It was not like he had a choice, Carden was the one in charge. He looked back at his two companions. Carden was giving Adrian a lecture, he didn't sound very mad with the blond haired guy. Rylan noticed the bird on Adrian's shoulder. Just merely minutes ago it was still craving for attention and jumping around on Adrian's shoulder. Now it was just sitting there quietly, it was like the crow was making himself smaller, hiding underneath its wings, staring towards Rylan's direction. Rylan wandered through the dark. He wished that he was still at the camp. It felt like trees were watching him, that the wind was listening to him. The suffocating feeling of fear crept up his legs. A tingling sensation spread from his spine towards the rest of his body. That anxious feeling of being watched was getting to him. He stopped in his tracks, the wind picked up again. The only reason he didn't turn back right there and then was because he refused to be a coward. He could already see Adrian mocking him. "Brutus? Are you out here?" He yelled into the dark. Rylan scratched himself behind his head. He looked behind him and found the light of the fire far away. Did he wander that far off? That weird tingling feeling went through his body again. His vision went fuzzy for a second. He called everything off immediately, he was heading back. Something was off and he could feel it. He rubbed his eyes for a second. He looked back to where the fire was, but the small light of the fire in the distance was gone. He stared into the night, frozen in place. Mindlessly, he took a few steps into the direction where the fire just was. "Something wrong, Kid?" a deep voice came from behind Rylan. "Brutus!" Rylan turned around, a smile already plastered on his face. That smile didn't stay long though. A tall, male, Dark elf stood behind him. The silver hair of the elf was messy, A stubble on his cheeks and yellow eyes looking down on Rylan. The tall elf's face was lit up by the moonlight. Rylan could count many scars scattered around the elf's face, it was like his face was some kind of canvas. The elf took a step forward. Rylan's body took a step backward on instinct. He felt his throat tighten. Rylan looked behind him again, hoping that the light of the fire was lit up again. There was nothing to see, no safety to run to. "Do you think that if you run back to them that they will help you?" The elf his voice had a small echo. Rylan couldn't even figure out where this guy had come from. "Do you think that I would have followed you if you ran? Do I look that stupid." The elf pulled a sinister smile and tilted his head. The light of the moon now only lit up half his face, but you could still see his yellow eyes in the dark part. Rylan noticed that the hands of the elf rested by his belt. It took a moment to figure out it was near the hilt of a sword. "Tell me, kid, how long did you take getting here? You traveled a big distance, just to prove yourself." Rylan's mouth fell open. How did he know? "This raid is your ticket out of the hellhole you're in right now. All the chores, being called a greenhorn and now you're finally here." Rylan was shocked at how the elf knew about this. The situation escalated for him, to the point he was able to push himself to unsheathe his sword. In the darkness, where you could literally smell his fear mixed with the smell of the forest. He tried to keep his defensive pose with the blade up, but you could see the tip of his sword shaking. He had made his fear visible. The elf let out a roaring laugh. "I can see your fear, kid. What are you going to do? Cry out for help? As if your companions would believe you! They already know your scared of the spooky stories of murderers in these forests!" The elf pretended to be some kind of scary monster. "What's that other guy's name, the one with the blond hair and that crow, Adrian, right? What is it you're gonna do when you find him? Tell him you saw me, tell him that you saw a big scary elf with a sword, tell him that you saw one of the so-called killers!" The mockery in the elf's voice grew. Rylan looked into the yellow eyes of the elf. You could see the joy he was having making fun of Rylan. "You hate Adrian. I can sense it, feel it in my bones that you have a hatred for that man!" It was true, Adrian was the worst of them all. He was the one that made life harder, he was the one that made fun of him when Rylan made a small mistake. The tip of his sword became a bit steadier. "That commander of yours, Carden. Do you think he would believe you? The reason that you're out here is that you had one mission!" The elf held up a finger. "You only have one mission, and that is to find Brutus. The best part is that you have already failed!" The elf used his finger to pretend to slit his throat. "You already failed at finding at him, I made sure of that. You have already disappointed the one man you look up to, the one man who gave you a chance. What are you going to do about that?" The man took a few steps forward. That was it, that's all Rylan could say in his mind. He couldn't think straight, he couldn't think about the consequences. He was done with Adrian, He was gonna prove that bastard wrong, he was gonna please Carden, he was gonna make himself a real member of their clan. In a rage of the elf's words, he rushed forward with his sword. He barely had any idea what was going on around him. Rage could make a person just as a blind as love could. He could the elf unsheathing his sword as well, but he was too late. Rylan's blade dug itself deep inside the elf's chest. Rylan ripped his sword back, the blood gushed out of the wound and flung all over Rylan's armor. He watched as the elf fell forward, face flat to the ground. At first, he was in shock of his kill, but he realized how proud Carden would be. Adrian had to see this, it would make him shut up for sure! Excited, he turned the body on his back. Rylan dropped his sword. A man with braided hair and a beard looked back up at him with dead eyes, Brutus. 'It's not possible' that were the only words that shot through Rylan's head. There was an elf right here! there was an elf here, just seconds ago! He screamed the words in his head. He ran around the body, hands in his hair, panicking and repeating the word 'no'. This couldn't be happening, where was the elf! There was no answer for him, he couldn't think of any. Rylan walked circles around the body. You could hear his feet splash in the pool of blood. In his panic, he didn't notice a figure walking towards him. A tall, female, dark elf wearing purple robes stood just a couple of feet away from the body. Rylan slowly came to a stop, looking towards the elf. You could see the drops of sweat drip down his chin and his eyes yelled panic. "stay away!" He yelled at her. He frantically looked for his sword in the pool of blood. "where is the other elf!" he screamed at her. "The only elf here is me." she casually responded. Rylan found his blade and held it up, it was covered in blood on one side. Rylan was disgusted at the smell of it. "The only elf that's here is me, the man you killed was the only one here beside me." she had a small sinister grin on her face. "You're lying! I killed a Dark elf! Where is he! He knew everything about me!" Her smile grew wider and even more sinister. "The elf you saw, was nothing more than an illusion I created. I made you perceive the appearance of this man different as well as his words. He yelled at you that his name was Brutus. When you pulled your sword he asked you not to be irrational. When you raced at him with your blade it was already too late." Rylan could almost gag. "I'm the meadery owner's sister that so happens to be a Mental Mage." She put her finger to her lips. Rylan froze and stared at her. "He might be the black sheep from the family, but I still love him." Slowly in his mind, Rylan could piece the rumors together, like a puzzle. Why everyone says they were able to defeat some of the mercenaries. Why none of those bodies were found except the bodies of the victims. She tricked all of them, she tricked all of them into killing each other like a pack of feral dogs. Within a blink of an eye, her figure had disappeared. A tingling feeling went over his spine again. Rylan realized how his ability to perceive had been messed the entire time. He heard the voices of Adrian and Carden, running towards him. He stood there, covered in blood, next to the body of companion he had murdered and with a story they would never believe. ~ So what basically happened was that I read about Mental mages in the arcane magic section. I figured out that those mages could change the way one perceived the outside world to a certain point and that they could read one’s mind. However, this can’t be forced. To indicate when the mage was inside Rylan’s mind, I made him get tingling feelings in his spine. This you’re able to know when she was changing his world and how she knew all of it. and now that I’m done writing, imma go sleep.”
  7. chaosgamer

    chaosgamer_

    I have done a change :3
  8. chaosgamer

    chaosgamer_

    Before Regon his parents had decided that the forest was a good place to build a home, his family had lived inside the capital Markev. The capital of the kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska. This was before his father came to the realization that the city wouldn’t be a good place to grow up. The forest was where business could be made and where you could peacefully live. His father had become a hunter and his mother would process the many resources gained from the animals into trinkets. His dad would try to learn him how to handle a sword and bow. He is decent with a sword but the bow is just a catastrophe. Even though this was their parents business, he had a forbidden love for these animals and their habitat. He always dreamed of nature being alive, that the trees could move and some animals could talk. He wished he could see more of the world with its plants and creatures, he did that since a very young age. One day, when he found a small, wounded lizard, that he took home with him. His father immediately told him the animal was dead and not worth saving. His father snapped its neck immediately. It made him rebellious. He refused to become the same profession. He’d rather explore, study animals and their habitats, get to know the plants around him. He loves the wild and exploring, he never gets old of the freedom. He wished to visit the forests of the Dominion of Malin one day. He grew up and became a tall man who’d sometimes rather thought rational than to resort to violence, he thinks first and acts second. Even though he had held a grudge against his dad for not letting him keep any pets, he isn’t hateful. Rather kind and helpful but he knows that there will be people to use his trust. It would hurt him more than anything to hurt someone close to him. He has a liking to study people just like animals, being highly attracted to help people with social and other problems. Now that he is finally leaving his parents home it would be time to get a taste of the real world and finally get out there.
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