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Feature Requests / Approved: Free kegs during a festival
« on: September 19, 2018, 12:36:43 AM »
Title: Free kegs during a festival
Summary: Make refilling kegs free while a festival is being held in the region you are in.
Details: Filling kegs will cost 0 silver for the duration of the festival
Benefits: Will help people fill kegs cheaply. Also it will make festivals more meaningful than just another tool for managing region stats
Possible Downsides or Exploits: Not sure how often you can hold festivals but region lords might try to hold festivals too often.

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BM General Discussion / Random red letters
« on: August 09, 2018, 06:12:01 AM »
Got a report just now.

Mortuus Angelo, Knight of Karbala was seriously wounded by Banetal Dragoness's unit.

Why does the city name get colored in red?

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Feature Requests / Under Debate: RC stat display during RC roll
« on: July 24, 2018, 08:48:28 PM »
Title: RC stat display during RC roll

Summary:When you are rolling for RCs, you get a number indicating initial recruits but that stat is pretty meaningless.

Instead, showing how many recruits you will have at lv1 would help more since not everyone knows the number of max recruits at lv1 per different RC type.

Details:

Benefits: Replacing a meaningless stat with something useful

Possible Downsides/Exploits: None



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Development / Mysterious Adventurer Items
« on: February 28, 2018, 04:27:47 AM »
Ancient documents granting recommendations just made me think of an idea.

How about using mysterious items grant the user random items?

Like a mysterious book becoming Book one of Daimon Banishing, Book of Monster Hunting, Ancient Tome, Ancient document, or if you are really lucky maybe a chance for a random scroll?

For a mysterious item, it could just be a random item from list of all items?

Just a thought.

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Legends of the World / The Legend of Umviak
« on: February 06, 2018, 07:26:41 AM »
Darkness, fire, screams, heat, roars, light, blood, and finally... laughter.

'Umviak'[Create Hero, 1 Prime] gasped for air as he woke up. It was that dream again. He had the same dream over and over since he could barely speak. And like always, he was sweating from top to bottom. Feeling his heart pounding against his chest, Umviak decided to get off his bed as he knew he would not be able to fall back to sleep again. He knew it was better to move his body if he was to forget about the nightmare. He knew it would comeback to haunt him again but at least it would not bother him for a few days.

It was still dark out when he walked out of his ger but he could still see his tribe's flag. His tribe, the 'Iron Axe' tribe[Create Settlement, 1 Prime], was one of the bigger tribes on the 'Ulgarian plain'[Name Plain, 1 Prime] and they were the largest among the tribes located west of the 'Kakumayan lake'[Name Lake, 1 Prime]. He was a wondering orphan on the plain when hunters of the tribe found him. Luckily for him, it was the wet season so the tribe decided to accept him as their own since they could afford to raise him. The plain was a harsh place and even children born in large tribes often did not make it to adulthood. Tribes of the plain often welcomed orphans, who were often called sons of the land, to make up for children lost during dry seasons.

When he first arrived, he was only skin and bones. But as he grew, he became taller, stronger, faster, and smarter than other children of the tribe. No one could match him in both hunting and fighting. While other children were hunting birds, he came back with a wolf. By the time others could finally hunt wolves, he brought a hide of a large bear. When one of the neighbouring tribe attacked the Iron Axe tribe, he chased them by himself for a month to take his revenge. When he came after a month, he brought forty ears back.

His deeds became a legend of the tribe and adults of the tribe often spoke about how Umviak would become a great chief one day. Even the eldest shaman often said he would become the 'warrior of light', a title reserved only for the greatest warrior of the plain. Only Ulgar the Lord of the Sky was called the warrior of light when he walked alongside mortals. No man since his ascension could dared to use such an honorable title.

As he took his eyes off the flag, he saw few guard on duty walking around the nearby gers. They exchanged short nods with Umviak then continued their duty. Umviak grabbed his axes and got on his horse to leave the tribe. The tribe was going to move near the lake today to replenish water but he wanted to be ahead of the tribe to make sure there was no hostile neighbour near the lake. He would have to ride for at least half an hour just to get to the western edge of the lake. Riding around the western bank of the lake would take few hours and by the time he had finished searching the area, the tribe would be settling down near the lake.

He had to hurry if he was to finish everything before noon. The tribe was going to hold the coming of age ceremony as soon as they settled by the lake. Normally, young hunters had to hunt at least few wolves to be accepted as adults but Umviak had already done that when he was only twelve. He brought yet another bear back not too long ago. No one in the tribe questioned the chief when he decided to allow Umviak to become an adult a few years ahead of others. He was already larger than most adults and no one could beat him in 'voral'(wrestling) so there was no point on leaving him as a child. As Umviak rode off to the lake, the sun began to rise before him.

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Work in Progress / Fear the Gods - Chapter 2
« on: February 03, 2018, 03:46:15 AM »
It took few days for the villagers to calm themselves but even after getting over the initial shock, villagers could not forget the fear instilled by one being. Elders of the village, who could no longer just watch youngsters of the village living in fear, gathered to discuss what to do next. Elders knew villagers were not able to go back to work until they knew they were safe once more. Some elders suggested a big feast to forget about the god while others wanted to build a small shrine in the hope of satisfying the god in case he visited the village again. Few suggestions came and went but elders could not agree on anything. Every proposal sounded not good enough to completely deal with the unforgettable impression left by the god.

Unfortunately for the elders, few villagers who were visiting the nearest harbor to trade came back with horrible news. According to them, Tascrig, the village's closest trading town, was destroyed by some mysterious power. Each villager mentioned something slightly different from one another but the elders managed to understand most of their stories. Three beings destroyed Tascrig and built a pyramid on top and this happened over a single day. The old woman, who was the oldest among the elders, told others the world was coming to an end but other elders dismissed her as they believed gods were not out to destroy their creations.

"What should we do? How many gods are even out there? Can we even satisfy all of them by building a shrine? What if every god wants a shrine? We might be forced to build shrines until we all die if there are too many gods."

A toothless elder spoke as he looked around others.

"Well only one visited us. Three are in Tascrig. Maybe if we worship the three, they might protect us from the one that visited us.", said a bald elder.

"But didn't the three destroy Tascrig? They sound like violent gods.", the youngest elder objected.

"The one that visited us was only slightly less violent but he called us dirt. He didn't seem very fond of us. Maybe Tascrig did something horribly wrong to offend the three.", said the toothless elder.

The bald elder wiped his head with a piece of rag as he expressed his concern.

"What if the one that visited us was right? What if all gods despise us and want us dead?"

"I think the one visited us just did not like us. Maybe he lied to torment us.", objected the youngest elder. The old woman who grew tired of watching others talk without her, freaked out on the three elders.

"They will kill us all. We need to send one hundred young men and women to Tascrig as sacrifices! Gods will only be satisfied when they see blood of our most precious ones."

"Shut up! I would rather fight gods if they force me to give up my daughters!"

The bald elder pushed the old woman and stepped forward. There was no way the village could just give up young villagers.

"If we send one hundred men and women, we are doomed anyway. We won't have young people in the village. That is not even an option. Maybe we should send few people to visit the three and ask what they wish of us."

The other two elders looked at the toothless elder and nodded to his idea. It was definitely better than the old woman's idea. Before the old woman could talk, the bald elder quickly concluded the discussion.

"Let's choose the five best looking villagers. Get them cleaned and give them this old woman's perfume. She probably still has one stashed away somewhere."

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Q&A / Actions that do not require prime
« on: February 03, 2018, 03:32:47 AM »
What kind of actions do not require prime for immortals?

What I am trying to ask is to what extent can an immortal do something without spending any prime point. With every immortal has different bodies. With physics affecting the world in a similar fashion, would a large immortal be able to exert more strength than a small immortal? Or does the size not really matter for immortals? Also some immortals are beings of fire so for them, without even using any prime, they could start burning things. How will that work?

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Q&A / Character Travel
« on: February 03, 2018, 03:10:02 AM »
So if I understand this right, a hero or an artifact can move to another place only once per chapter? Do you need to use any prime?

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Legends of the World / The Saga of Nayala - Chapter 1
« on: January 24, 2018, 10:41:11 PM »
'Nayala'[Create Hero, 1 Prime] ran as fast as her legs could take her. She was the only child of the ruler of Tascrig. Her father and his subjects would often call her 'the jewel of Tacrig'. No one objected to it as anyone who saw her could understand why. Her beauty captivated every man in Tascrig. She was her father's treasure and the pride of Tascrig. Traders often brought gifts to her from all over the world but no treasure was more precious than her. Whenever she left her palace to collect flowers, it felt like it was a small parade for the townsfolk.

That day started like a normal peaceful day. When the ground shook, she was visiting a small hill near the town to collect flowers like she often did. She headed back to Tascrig as soon as the shaking stopped, but she soon met waves of frightened people fleeing the town. She was quickly separated with her servants when they were swept away by the fleeing people. Nayala who quickly realized she was not going to find her servants anytime soon, however, decided to head back on her own.

She moved out of people's way and took a short cut she knew to head back. She was worried for her father. She knew something terrible must had happened in Tascrig to force so many people out of the town and her father was not the type of person to leave behind his subjects.

Before she even entered the town, however, she realized something beyond buildings near the gate. There was a strangely large cloud floating above the town. She knew it was no ordinary cloud when she saw two glowing blue eyes as no cloud she had seen had eyes. And below it, there was a giant mountain she had no memory of. Tascrig had no mountain near it and it definitely was not there when she left the town. She almost stopped breathing when the top of the mountain moved.

A moving mountain and a cloud with eyes...

She had never heard of such things. But her surprise did not end there. There was one more. When she was only a child, her father once took her to a place in the far north where the ground was bleeding with hot glowing blood. The same hot blood of the earth was here, standing before the mountain.

It even spoke!

Before she could comprehend what was going on, the mountain moved again. The top of the mountain turned toward Nayala. Her blue eyes, once praised to be as beautiful as the brightest stars, met the two giant rubies of the mountain. At that moment, her head was filled with white. When she came to her senses again, she realized she was running... away from the city. She ran until her legs finally gave out. Her consciousness faded as her body collapsed on the ground.

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Work in Progress / The Legend of Umviak
« on: January 23, 2018, 03:20:42 AM »
Darkness, fire, screams, heat, roars, light, blood, and finally... laughter.

'Umviak'[Create Hero, 1 Prime] gasped for air as he woke up. It was that dream again. He had the same dream over and over since he could barely speak. And like always, he was sweating from top to bottom. Feeling his heart pounding against his chest, Umviak decided to get off his bed as he knew he would not be able to fall back to sleep again. He knew it was better to move his body if he was to forget about the nightmare. He knew it would comeback to haunt him again but at least it would not bother him for a few days.

It was still dark out when he walked out of his ger but he could still see his tribe's flag. His tribe, the 'Iron Axe' tribe[Create Settlement, 1 Prime], was one of the bigger tribes on the 'Ulgarian plain'[Name Plain, 1 Prime] and they were the largest among the tribes located west of the 'Kakumayan lake'[Name Lake, 1 Prime]. He was a wondering orphan on the plain when hunters of the tribe found him. Luckily for him, it was the wet season so the tribe decided to accept him as their own since they could afford to raise him. The plain was a harsh place and even children born in large tribes often did not make it to adulthood. Tribes of the plain often welcomed orphans, who were often called sons of the land, to make up for children lost during dry seasons.

When he first arrived, he was only skin and bones. But as he grew, he became taller, stronger, faster, and smarter than other children of the tribe. No one could match him in both hunting and fighting. While other children were hunting birds, he came back with a wolf. By the time others could finally hunt wolves, he brought a hide of a large bear. When one of the neighbouring tribe attacked the Iron Axe tribe, he chased them by himself for a month to take his revenge. When he came after a month, he brought forty ears back.

His deeds became a legend of the tribe and adults of the tribe often spoke about how Umviak would become a great chief one day. Even the eldest shaman often said he would become the 'warrior of light', a title reserved only for the greatest warrior of the plain. Only Ulgar the Lord of the Sky was called the warrior of light when he walked alongside mortals. No man since his ascension could dared to use such an honorable title.

As he took his eyes off the flag, he saw few guard on duty walking around the nearby gers. They exchanged short nods with Umviak then continued their duty. Umviak grabbed his axes and got on his horse to leave the tribe. The tribe was going to move near the lake today to replenish water but he wanted to be ahead of the tribe to make sure there was no hostile neighbour near the lake. He would have to ride for at least half an hour just to get to the western edge of the lake. Riding around the western bank of the lake would take few hours and by the time he had finished searching the area, the tribe would be settling down near the lake.

He had to hurry if he was to finish everything before noon. The tribe was going to hold the coming of age ceremony as soon as they settled by the lake. Normally, young hunters had to hunt at least few wolves to be accepted as adults but Umviak had already done that when he was only twelve. He brought yet another bear back not too long ago. No one in the tribe questioned the chief when he decided to allow Umviak to become an adult a few years ahead of others. He was already larger than most adults and no one could beat him in 'voral'(wrestling) so there was no point on leaving him as a child. As Umviak rode off to the lake, the sun began to rise before him.

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Work in Progress / The City States - Chapter 3
« on: January 20, 2018, 06:28:21 AM »
The harbor of Lerikion was flooded with ships from Tascrig. Refugees from Tascrig flooded the streets as there was no place to accommodate so many people. But the biggest problem was the shortage of food. Lerikion was not prepared to take several thousand people all at once.

Lerikion itself was still recovering from the damage caused by fallen debris from the flying mountain. Lerikans could not welcome anyone when their hands were full with their own problems.

Lerikhir, the ruler of Lerikion, ordered soldiers to patrol the streets to maintain order but he knew it was not going to last long. Luckily for him, however, Lerikion's closest neighbours answered his request and decided to send enough food for Lerikion to feed itself for few months. 'Harajin'[Create Settlement, 1 Prime] used to be on the other side of the mountain that flew over the town. But with the mountain gone between the two, there was no need to go around the mountain. All the years Lerikans spent aiding Harajans against barbarians finally paid off.

"Lerikhir. What are you going to do about the refugees?"

Lerikhir's oldest adviser asked.

"How about making some tents for them outside of the town? As long as they are outside of the town, we can deal with them even if they start a riot.", said a younger adviser.

"Our soldiers need some rest too. They have been working non-stop for the past week. They are at their limits. If we don't do something our soldiers will revolt before the refugees."

"Why don't we ask Irkhen to help us?"

"I'd rather conscript some people temporarily."

"Or we can call retired soldiers back to service until we get things in order."

Lerikhir quietly watched his advisers argue and discuss. Advisers could not agree on solutions but that was expected. Nobody ever thought of accepting few thousand people all at once. The biggest problem was the refugees were most likely going to stay in Lerikion. Soldiers who were sent to check Tascrig returned with strange yet grim news. Most of Tascrig no longer existed. Instead, it was replaced by a giant pyramid which appeared from thin air. Everything was happening all at once too quickly. From the flying mountain to the destruction of Tascrig, and now the giant pyramid. Lerikhir pressed his tired eyes with his fingers then began ordering his advisers.

"We will accept Tascrigians as our citizens. Put them to work. Start with collecting resources to build more houses. Call the master builder. We need buildings that can house multiple families."

"Would that even work? Tascrigians won't simply accept orders from us."

"Make it work. Tell them what happened to Tascrig. They will come to their senses when they learn about the fate of their town."

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Work in Progress / Wanted: Chapter 4 for Shapers of the First Continent
« on: January 20, 2018, 05:46:31 AM »
Is there anyone who wants to write the next chapter? Think the continent could use more features.

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Legends of the World / The Seeker Council - Chapter 1~7
« on: January 19, 2018, 10:52:18 PM »
<Chapter 1>
Gravity was an interesting phenomenon.  Quaranis could see possibilities in it, depending on exactly how it worked.  Were there natural elevations?  Something to do with the air?  She would have to experiment.  Maybe if she incorporated the air into her lava it could fly properly.

Her idle musings as her body re-knit itself were interrupted by a familiar sensation.  One she had not felt since awakening in this broken world.

Prime.

Prime flowing freely.

There was Prime in this world.

She flung her half-healed form through the newly-widened arteries of the archipelago, and into the still-expanding network deep within the world.  Pushing faster, faster, desperation surging through the capillaries...

Here!

It is here!

She started to rise, then remembered.  Gravity would cast her down, just as it had before.  But perhaps, if she changed the balance of her lava, a little more of earthen solidity, a little less liquid flowing...

A new form rose, half-molten magma taking awkward shape.  A head, to hold the eyes.  Arms, to reach and grasp.  A trunk to pull more and more of her self up, and out...

There!

Deep within a great gaping hole lay Prime!  It had a strange shape in this world, but what of it?  It could be all.  If it chose to look like the void, studded with stars in grand patterns, then so be it.

She reached...But could not grasp.

No, no, no no no no nononononononono...

This...Body she had built was constraining her.  Her essence was spread across too much of the world, she could not gather enough of it to meld with the Prime!

So near the eternal Prime, and yet unable, incapable of reaching it.

Black obsidian tears streamed from her woe, and her sorrow caused the very air to blacken and rise from her in grief.

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Work in Progress / The Seeker Council: Chapter 6
« on: January 18, 2018, 01:57:13 AM »
Astalos took its eyes off from the ground to see the cloud. Then slowly moved its eyes back to the ground to look at the being of lava. It nodded to the both as it could feel that none of them could even get near the crevasse alone. Even two did not seem enough. But perhaps three could.

The being of lava, Quanaris, and the being of cloud, Reis, sought the leaking prime and so did Astalos. Its new peers had already poured their power to reach for the prime and it added its strength to aid their effort.

When its power met with its new peers, it felt strangely connected to the other two. It was a strange yet familiar feeling. It was what Astalos had yearned for since its birth. Its wish to become whole again. Although it was not as perfect as it had wished for, it could feel that it became a part of something bigger.

At that moment, Astalos knew the crevasse, the very source of prime, could no longer stop them from claiming it.

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Work in Progress / The Saga of Nayala - Chapter 1
« on: January 15, 2018, 10:59:23 PM »
'Nayala'[Create Hero, 1 Prime] ran as fast as her legs could take her. She was the only child of the ruler of Tascrig. Her father and his subjects would often call her 'the jewel of Tacrig'. No one objected to it as anyone who saw her could understand why. Her beauty captivated every man in Tascrig. She was her father's treasure and the pride of Tascrig. Traders often brought gifts to her from all over the world but no treasure was more precious than her. Whenever she left her palace to collect flowers, it felt like it was a small parade for the townsfolk.

That day started like a normal peaceful day. When the ground shook, she was visiting a small hill near the town to collect flowers like she often did. She headed back to Tascrig as soon as the shaking stopped, but she soon met waves of frightened people fleeing the town. She was quickly separated with her servants when they were swept away by the fleeing people. Nayala who quickly realized she was not going to find her servants anytime soon, however, decided to head back on her own.

She moved out of people's way and took a short cut she knew to head back. She was worried for her father. She knew something terrible must had happened in Tascrig to force so many people out of the town and her father was not the type of person to leave behind his subjects.

Before she even entered the town, however, she realized something beyond buildings near the gate. There was a strangely large cloud floating above the town. She knew it was no ordinary cloud when she saw two glowing blue eyes as no cloud she had seen had eyes. And below it, there was a giant mountain she had no memory of. Tascrig had no mountain near it and it definitely was not there when she left the town. She almost stopped breathing when the top of the mountain moved.

A moving mountain and a cloud with eyes...

She had never heard of such things. But her surprise did not end there. There was one more. When she was only a child, her father once took her to a place in the far north where the ground was bleeding with hot glowing blood. The same hot blood of the earth was here, standing before the mountain.

It even spoke!

Before she could comprehend what was going on, the mountain moved again. The top of the mountain turned toward Nayala. Her blue eyes, once praised to be as beautiful as the brightest stars, met the two giant rubies of the mountain. At that moment, her head was filled with white. When she came to her senses again, she realized she was running... away from the city. She ran until her legs finally gave out. Her consciousness faded as her body collapsed on the ground.

(Fixed some parts.)

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