(I won't doubt that there are stupid typos in here. Blame my disobedient tablet and my urge not to check it right now.)
What an interesting land I've found this tim, and these inhabitants have proven to be...unique, to say the least. Some get along well while others want nothing more than to make a mess of things (those ones get drop kicked!) Every time one dies, it's as if I hear the method of death of whose it was in my head; it's rather macabre, but interesting, nonetheless. There've been some...some curious methods of execution...or whatever they call it here.
Time has passed and while still not a fan of my form and its less-than-desirable tail length, I have grown accustomed to the uhh, "death" of the land, actually using it to my own advantage...keh. I have been able to forge some pretty sturdy armour by freezing parts of the ocean around me and manipulating the ice just so. It may be cold, but it sure can take a hit! I kind of...accidentally half of my island, though.
We recently went into a third dimension and encountered a pretty se...se...cray-looking dragoness there. Likes an actual dragoness this time and not one of those wyverns that the people of Nirn call a dragon. I did get a chance to get a closer look at her before the others chased her off, and despite what one would expect, she actually smelled quite nice; scales were still tough, though. She left behind an egg which the Alchemist somehow was able to replicate using some confangled brewing techniques. I may have to inquire about that later....
For now, though, I will keep to my home as the creatures and machine run about and play with their gods and goddess, who, to be honest, seem a lot more...timid opposed to Nirn's...except maaaybe Pokol. He kind of did something or another, I guess.
(The warmth...it feels so great on us. The heat of the underworld, the flames that burn with the searing fury of a condemned deity, the anxiety and tension pent up within the realm...all of it feels so...enlivening. We hear the whispers in the crimson shadows; they call for us to break free! They feed us the power that we need to co from him. Soon enough, soon they shall see what a true god is!)
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Well, the forums aren't dying, and neither is my map series on Java.
Hey guys just letting ya know that I won't be on tomorrow or maybe the next day and that if any knew comments was to join the. Fetus Regime faction to send me a friend request and I'll get to you when I get back next time I get on I will brief you on everything about the faction k later everyone.✌🏼️
For future reference: I would really appreciate if everyone that leaves their gamertag also left their age. And I think I will soon add an application for people who wish to join as I've had a higher number of greifers joining the server in the past few days. Everyone have a good day, though.
The introduction of Levahn to the overworld for the first time ever has accidentally off-set the health of the adventurers throughout Exodaas. Natural regeneration has come to a halt for the time being and adventurers are forced to gather near regen-becons to regain lost health, and the spawning of mobs have also become awkward as there has been confirmation of pigs born as chickens instead of pigs and a suprisingly high number of bats in weird areas and so on.
Meanwhile, Pokol has been planning his revenge in the Nether which was proven when the Ocean King visited the Nether in search of blaze rods.He quickly got lost and barely got out of the Nether. If it wasn't for Apontilus watching over him, he would have burned in lava. The expedition was a failure overall as the Ocean King emerged with no blaze rods.
There were also a surprising high rise in the number of raiders that stumbled into the land recently. To deal with them, the Alchemist created a contraption for the punishment of raiders. He called the contraption the TimeOut-Box. Raiders would be summoned to the contraption and be forced to fall down a hole to the bottom... The fall is extremely long, one would be falling for well over half of a day or night before reaching the bottom. And if one was to decide to jump off instead they would sure fall to their death. If a raider does not learn their lesson after being placed in the Box, they will quickly be banished from the land.
The Bragging Warrior has been busy at work with Fortuna's church and building a Guild Hall for his faction, which he renamed to The Fetus Regime. He has been building a hall for missions to give out to his faction members as his faction has sworn to protect Fortuna and serve her proudly.
There has been no word from the Viking or the Goddess of War, since the Viking left for battle back in his homeland, and consequently the Northern Ocean Federation has fallen behind in the "Faction's Race". And to the surprise of most people no new factions have yet emerged, although, the Alchemist has ocassionally talked about starting his on when construction of his barracks are done.
Also, the Farmer has made his first sacrifice to his Lord, Zaerus. He threw a mule into the fountain of the Zaerus courtyard and had everyone come to watch as it slowly died and The Farmer prayed to Zaerus. The prayer was heard by and caught the attention of Levahn, who has decided to keep a eye out particularly for the simple farmer.
Hey...I got a lot quartz and glowstone from that, and ultimately got a whole cache of tears, cream, and a few rods....
I didn't know that, but it was still a bust right because you needed more rods.... and also I've been in a weird predicament all day in which whenever I attempt to launch up the server I have to get up and do something else before I can sit down and play. I think I might be a little busier than usual for a few more days because of the family dilemma I've been having lately, so sorry everyone that I still haven't been able to keep a constant schedule with the server lately.
Do me a favor and forget about this server for a few days and sort out your "family dilemma" it's only a silly game that doesn't matter in the big scheme of things, concentrate on whats important... It's uncomfortable to read your apologies about an xbox game when you are dealing with bereavement.
Thanks, that was nice to see. But honestly it's not as much of a dilemma as me just tending to my family and what not. Despite that you're right and I really appreciate you saying that. I'll stop apologizing and just do what I need to, but I will continue to try to keep people updated on so that they know what to expect with the server.