Shard Update 6/11/2015
By DoubleA | June 11, 2015
Increased stat gain rate. I've increased the stat gain rate by lowering the timer between when you can gains stats.
Vendor pack limit increased to 500. We plan on soon implementing a number of items that will be expected to be sold in bulk such as individual tiles and wall sections for more control over construction and customization. This 500 limit might NOT apply retroactively, and so new vendors may be required. If we decide this is too much we may lower is down to 250.
Seed drop rates modified. Previous update made them a tad too common since we also tripled the number of mobs that dropped seeds. The rates have been lowered back down a significant amount, but they're still higher than before.
Chickens lay eggs. Pretty self explanatory. Chickens now periodically lay eggs beneath them. When they do, they'll give out an emote and make chicken sounds. Let me know if the server fills with unclaimed eggs.
The ItemID skill will now give a bonus to loot drops from monsters if the character hunting them has it. This applies only to mechanical loot and uses the same formula as luck. This stacks with luck. We hope this change will inspire more people to take the skill on their hunters as a combination of convenience and practicality.
Normal plant growth times decreased from from 10 days with normal dirt and 5 days with fertile dirt to take 5 days to grow with normal dirt, 3 days with fertile.
Sugarcane, Wheat, Corn, Field Corn, Cocoa Beans, Coffee Beans, Soy Beans, Oat Sheath, Rice Sheath all set to 2 plants to every 1 bag of milled resource. Flour bags lowered from 20 charges to 5. While these might not be scaled properly, almost all of them are now cheaper so that people can actually use more aspects of cooking. More adjustments to come with more in-game testing.
Pets are still being worked on. I made the project a bit more advanced than I originally planned. We have however spawned all available pets and made many more tamable. In one week the full update including slot/stat/skill/resist balances and new special abilities should come into effect. Thank you for your understanding and patience as I improve my programming skills.
After rigorous in game testing and some big modifications after several large bugs were reported I believe we're finally ready to expand the craft quest system. In particular Tailoring will have its quests expanded. We would like to come up with some basic quests for Cooking, Imbuing, Alchemy, Inscription, and any other crafting skills I may be overlooking but need your help in coming up with fair and balanced ideas. These skills may never have the range of quests that equipment based crafting skills have due to their nature and limitations but we want players to have options!
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Expedition to Trinsic (Wednesday 9:30 PM EST)
By Marius | June 8, 2015
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Shard Update 5/31/2015
By DoubleA | May 31, 2015
The runics have been adjusted once more! They are now consistently better across the board, although the highest level ones became a little more rare once more. Also for the sake of math the absolute lowest level runics have been removed, for example gold runics with metals, and they will start at Agapite. The lowest runics such as the Agapite Runic will add 1-2 properties at 40% - 80% intensity, while the highest runics such as Damascus will add 5-5 properties at 60% - 100% intensity.
Lootpacks:
Did you know that every monster in the game has a chance to drop a variety of THEMED rare decorative items? Neither did I! The drop rate on these items has been changed from 1/1000 to 1/200 for ALL monsters. Bosses have a significantly higher chance.
Some time in the past the way Loot (Lootpacks) worked was adjusted significantly to allow for a wider variety of different loot combinations on monsters at the programming side. When this happened someone accidentally made it so there was a chance monsters would not spawn with gold. Woops! This has been fixed, plus gold has been moderately buffed, plus mid-level magic items have had their drop rate increased. These changes will effect lower level mobs the most!
Paragons (Otherwise known as Renowned creatures, the fancy named ones.)
With the change mentioned above we incidentally made it so paragon's loot bonuses weren't as great as they should be. I've fixed that with this update. You should now notice a significant bonus in loot over non-paragons.
Seeds:
More creatures now drop seeds, and the creatures that drop seeds now drop them more often.
Tamables:
This is actually a preliminary update to one that should occur later this week and re-vamp the taming system. A few changes have gone through right now though.
1. Dragons are tamable once more! Welcome back to everyone's favorite 4-slot.
2. Mature Drakes have been lowered to 3-slots.
3. Bake Kitsunes have had their Rage ability activated and have been increased to 4-slots. They will also gain their own unique pack instinct at the next update.
Stealth:
I do believe I've fixed the minor issue where stealth couldn't be trained at all at high levels. We'll see.
Sheep:
The sheep have been getting into the Strength potions. Sheep now regrow their wool after 5 minutes or so instead of SIX BLOODY HOURS.
Vendors:
Running a player vendor is now cheaper. Since I'm making y'all rent stalls and houses, running a shop should be cheaper.
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A Black Ascent
By Mac | May 28, 2015
"Ahh...so you see now my child." Said a voice from with in that blackened hood. A low voice, deep and hoarse at the same time. The woman's trembles became shakes. He slowly made his way around the slab toward her head, trailing his pale fingers along her body as he moved, and finally resting them over her forehead as if he were checking for a fever. The blackness of that hood was so close to her now, and still she saw nothing. His head tilted up slightly as if he were pondering, and he took in a wheezy breath.
"Your people.." He paused, and she moaned horrified. His face! She could see it! But oh god how she wish it were blackened again.
"...you wander aimlessly. Too and fro for that ever so important errand, for the clink of coins, for your desires...." The face becoming more clear. It...moved. No it still looked upwards as he spoke as if the air held his thoughts, but his features....moved! Her eyes seemed to peel back as the face became more and more distinctive.
"....yet you do not know significance, a significance other than, yourselves." His face turned down to her and her eyes met what were his eyes. Empty, hollow, Hell. His face was as a multitude of maggots. Twisting, turning, and weaving over and over and over. She screamed.
"Your dreams, " he continued, leaning in closer. "your hopes, like leaves in the breeze. All it takes is a strong wind, to blow it all away." He raised a bloody dagger to her throat and slid it across. Her muffled scream became a choking gurgle.
"And I, am the storm."
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Prelude: The Loss of a King
By Drayveal | May 24, 2015
He continued on through his daily routines, making sure to take care of everything that his majesty the King Lord British had assigned to him. He took pride in the routines and even found a sense of inner peace by completing them. To complete the routines meant that yet another peaceful day would come to pass throughout the land. Still yet the feeling that had taken him before, in his reviews of the prior day's notations, could not be shook. At every turn, at every completion of an errand, the feeling yet remained that something was not quite right. It was as if something were looming on the horizon, not yet seen, but felt deep from within his soul.
The errands of the day had been completed, and yet the feeling had remained. Something was not quite right, but that exact something could not be pinned down. Lucius considered for a moment to go early this month, to the Lycaeum, so that he might peer upon the stars that night. The Natural Gods often had a way of speaking to those who knew how to read the night sky through an art form known as 'Astrology'. Yet as the day would to move onwards, the feeling began to grow, something was indeed wrong and at mid-day it had even began to felt almost tangible. As if something were....
It struck Lucius, finally he began to understand where this feeling was coming from and why so many around him that day had not really felt it. He was surrounded by warriors, guards, archers, and merchants of all types and races. Yet none of them, that he most commonly encountered, were manipulators of the Arcane, or the divine. Finally, the feeling was recognized... The very mana of the Realm's Shard, or the 'Heat Space' as many called it, was being drained or redirected. Even a portion of his own mana was being tugged at by something unseen. Almost as if a mana draining spell were reformed, and was now being channeled, instead of simply being cast in a singular manner. When he finally stumbled upon the realization as to what was truly going on, Lucius immediately dropped everything and decided to take his report to the local Cabal there in Britain.
As he walked in, and took to gaze around at the Mages, Wizards, and Sorcerers located at the Cabal's Guildhouse, he immediately understood that he was not the only one to succumb to this draining effect. All of the casters appeared to be drained, as if they had all fallen sick to some mysterious disease. The Guildmaster of the Cabal immediately bade Lucius to enter his personal chambers, and under any normal circumstance he would comply without hesitation. Still though Lucius, the Magister of the Moonglow Lycaeum, felt it would be best to check on something else before he could speak with the Lord of the Britain Cabal. Lucius simply shook his head and offered little explanation as to why he would decline the invitation, and took his leave to go to the local shrine of the virtues there in Britain.
A feeling of dread crept upon him the closer he drew to the shrines. Had the Priests, and Clerics, succumb to the same draining effect as he and the rest had? He crossed the bridge, spotting a Priest in the distance outside the Shrine, flailing his arms wildly as he spoke with obvious fervor to passing citizens of the land. What did this all mean, if everyone in the city were to have succumb to this drain? He approached the Priest, and bade the man to take a moment of solace so that he might calm himself. Yet the Priest did not respond in kind, and simply began spouting prophecies in a language only slightly known to Lucius. What was causing all of this distress? Lucius looked inside the shrine, not a single priest stood to greet him. They all remained at their virtuous shrines, and a few had collapsed entirely on the floor near any number of the shrines.
Something was not right... There was much to report in Court this evening. He knew there would be many questions, and yet he had to little to answer with. What was happening to Britain? Was this a divine event, or an arcane one? Was it local only to Britain, or had Britannia as a whole succumb to it? All of these questions and more would be poised to him.
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Minor Additions to Crafting Quest Rewards
By Arimus | May 19, 2015
You'll be able to use them to engrave leather bags, wooden containers, metal containers, spell and runebooks as well as food.
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A Story of the King
By Dungeon Master | May 12, 2015
Part One, Ten Years in the Making
“I’m cold…†The words were soft, the vibration of tiny vocal cords squeaking them to life, leaking innocently into the air. A child lay upon the stone surface of a darkened, dank room. His nimble, pale-red arms curled around his knobby knees. He attempted to capture the heat of his body into the tiny ball he formed along the wall. His sentiments were shared, “me too,†replying from across the gloomy darkness, which hung thick between them.
The floor was covered in a wet sheet of melted ice, provided by empty buckets in the corner, which would be filled from time to time by the hosts—a feint blurting of the men’s voices that bleated in a distant, undecipherable combination of echoes outside the steel door on the far side of the room. Trembling with pain, the boy scooted along the floor, his small hand flopping down and reaching out to the sound of careful splashing. “Take my hand,†the boy whispered, his outstretched palm splayed open, reaching with all the might his quiet, shivering desperation could muster.
If only the chain from a steel manacle, which bit hard around the raw skin of his tiny ankle had been a few inches longer, the two sets of fingers might find the haven both eagerly sought. A ripple along the surface of the frigid puddle decorating the floor went slowly still, a lone, hushed droplet that came welling from the flap of the young tiefling’s eyelid. “I can’t reach you,†his quiet call of anxiety not quite silent enough, the steel door harangued open, startling the two children who scrambled to the opposite side in a heap of terrified arms and legs.
The scrape of one steel bucket against stone following closely behind the rickety, unforgiving tone, “Oh, awake are we? Get away from her you little welp!†The frozen cubes were cast outward, forming a bridge from the lip of it, which connected in a clashing shower down upon its target. A smog of steam hissed outward as each translucent cube smattered over the hot red flesh.
Pain, “Sister--!†the little voice stung outward, before the mouth was stifled by the tip of a boot which interjected the plea, and quiet was the next word as always. The man whom had kicked this obedience into the boy, sparing not an iota of guilt, lifted the tattered loin cloth away from the bare-bottom of the scarlet-fleshed adolescent.
He satisfied himself at the boy’s pain, absorbing his own pleasure, taking his own control… the sheer tenacity of his act, every thrust contorting, consuming, enraging the young boy’s mind. The young tiefling girl watched, curled into herself, her brother disgraced, taken... his servitude held along the hard penetration that destroyed his soul.
“And so was the first ten years of my life. You have to understand, the way I have come to understand, it is less than likely that human beings understand themselves. They will always find an excuse for their barbarism. Unfortunately, nature is not so kind to those that are so kind to themselves. There is a particular experience to be gained from the indulgence of one’s own misery, you do, after enough pain and embarrassment and humiliation, start to see the true nature of things. You, ultimately, come to understand that the tools for your torture, are being carried on the strain of your own back, and in the case of my young life… my own backside.
When I was very young, humans had never yet experienced the delight of a birthed tiefling. In their eyes, I was an abomination. I had horns, I had red skin, and I seemed to have a perpetual fever that they could hardly understand, the warmth of which they could not deny themselves… but they could indeed temper to ensure I made a good slave for their usage. What many will not understand, is that the entire essence of my supernaturality, is the ability for my brain to withstand supernatural temperatures. A human brain cannot survive at a high temperature for very long, but mine… only empowers itself.
Human beings came to understand this very quickly, in my case. After I was born, I grew exponentially. My muscles, although no more powerful than the above average human male, never seemed to become tired. I was capable of moving weight, digging in the mines, carrying buckets of ice (to my own dismay) for very long periods of time. I also never required sleep, so you can imagine how this might have made me an efficient slave.
However, despite the frigid torture of humanity, it was a rather difficult affair to keep me… tame. The method for which they derived to fully control me, involved my feelings. I had a great love for my sister… ice-torture upon her, was the surest way to force me to adhere… to nearly any demand…â€
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Friend or Foe
By Arimus | May 7, 2015
Perhaps one of the others was interfering? Who? There were few beings left with enough power to rival his own, fewer still who would be bothered to interfere with the baser workings of his favored pawns. He would go there and raze the hall himself. He would remind them of their place, remind them of who was in control, and perhaps send a message to the one who interfered with his movements that he was not to be trifled with. That he wasn’t afraid to make his presence known, even to his enemies. A violent storm began to form over Jhelom, blackening the skies save for roaring thunder and intense flashes of lightning. They were so rampant that Arimus appeared to walk in slow motion as he moved through the streets. If they were present in the hall he could not know it. His attack would draw them out, if any were within, and they would know they had crossed a line. Perhaps killing some of them would send a proper message, one they wouldn’t forget. He rounded a corner, now on the same dirt road that would lead him to the hall, it lay only several yards north of him. He took a few more steps….
The storm that had roared in over Jhelom was suddenly gone, leaving only clear blue skies. Marius stepped out the front door to glance skywards, and then down the two adjoining streets that ran north to south and east to west along the combat pit in the center of the island. People milled out of nearby buildings. Fighters, relieved at the break the brief storm brought, descended back into the combat pit. Smiths, merchants, and traders returned to their work. Men from the docks headed back to their piers to fish, and work on boats. While he found the storm to be an oddity, it was no cause for concern. He closed and locked the doors to the hall. He had more books to retrieve from the library if he was intent on finding a way to relinquish their servitude. The allies he was gathering might not be enough on their own, and perhaps in this place along with the other knowledge he’d gleaned in past lives he might find the answers he needed to see them free. He set off to the south, traveling several yards before he rounded the corner of the combat pit walking along its east side. He was now on the same dirt path that would lead him to the library. He took a few more steps…
Arimus found himself standing in the midst of a rolling green field that stretched on endlessly. It was dotted with trees, and flowers, hills and wildlife. A crystal clear blue sky rolled overhead, absent all but a few hazed clouds. He knew this place, and it had been more than a while since his last visit. Arimus called out to the wind “Bentarum, as I am standing here in your home I can only assume you’re the one who interferes with my hand?†He heard a loud crunching sound behind him and turned to find Bentarum sitting beneath a tree, he spoke in response between chewing on a large apple. “I do, but I don’t appreciate that you call them yours. You knew that your stewardship was going to be contested at some point, or at the very least, you should have known. It may still remain that you are strongest amongst us, emphasis on may, but that doesn’t mean you’re best suited to coordinate them anymore. They are the hand, our hand, but not just your hand. Not anymore. You see, I recently discovered what you’re doing. I suspect the others don’t know yet. What will they do when they learn I wonder? I don’t know what game you were playing at, and I don’t care. If you continue to interfere with them, however, I will cast you out myself. I may be the most recent addition to our ranks, but it was not so long ago as we measure time that I stood as a mortal. I was not only a great warrior but a shrewd and wise leader. I did not subvert and destroy my enemies through strength alone. I do not know where all of your secrets are buried Arimus, but in time I will. I should hate to think of the calamity it would cause in the meanwhile if the others were to learn of your betrayal, what you’ve been hiding. It was not what was agreed upon. It was not what we promised her, nor are you in a position to break that vow at the expense of myself and the others. How many of them have you taken I wonder? How many times have you robbed them of their memories to hide the truth from them? How quickly will they bring the fight to your door when they finally learn the truth?†Arimus narrowed his eyes as Bentarum tossed aside his apple and continued to talk, his voice rising in slight anger. “It was all she asked of us and you would trample on it.†He got to his feet drawing his sword, and the place in which they stood shifted into an endless and war torn battlefield. “Before I allow you to leave, to crawl back to your hole and hide, I will give you a permanent reminder of why I was tasked with upholding the sanctity of the pact we made with her, and any who should see you will know you were struck by my blade.†Arimus smiled as he took on his battle form, drawing his own weapon. “Long have I waited for the chance to remind you of your place Watcher, know that I will not hold back in this fight, and you’ve only yourself to blame for what comes of it.â€
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Asleep in the Black
By Fadeen | May 1, 2015
He walked aimlessly for the length of the long night.. His footfalls silent.. the world around him greytones and yet still.. on he went.. wandering into the blackness.. seeking the end.
The world around him darkened the void taking him.. still he moved deeper.. Deeper into the blackness.. soon he would find the end.. the edge of the darkness.. and here he would lay himself to rest.. to endlessly rest.. beyond the flow of time.. beyond what may come..
He had spent the long years since they parted company.. wandering.. Seeking.. something. Any feeling.. to fill the whole she had left.. to be more then the hollow husk he had become since she had gone.. But in the end.. None had ever taken Her place.. None had ever truly filled the emptiness within him.. Even her. His own perfect childe.. Sired of his bloodline.. Perfect.. Beautiful..
For the briefest fraction of a moment he had thought he might climb back from the precipice of madness that he had stood upon for some many blackened years.. But now.. Now he risked not only the return.. but dragging her with him over the edge.. And that.. That he could not do.
She had seen some sort of man within the monster.. and that would offer him some warmth.. Some comfort.. even as he entered into the long dreamless.. empty sleep. She had asked if he would awake.. if she would know.. He had said he could not be certain.. but that was lie. Told only to benefit her. He had chosen this place to rest.. because he knew within the void.. Within the perfect blackness of this place, this space between the worlds.. Nothing would ever disturb him.. Nothing would ever awaken him..
He had chosen this place because it had been the temptation that had nearly killed him in life.. His pursuit of it's power had nearly destroyed him.. and though it could not touch this immortal form.. here it would hardly matter.. Absent anything.. Any sound.. Any sight.. Any smell..
He would sleep beyond the flow of centuries.. beyond the flow of millennium..
And so.. He that could not die.. Would finally meet Death.
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Talent show of darkness
By Jarickson254 | May 1, 2015
Next saturday the 9th at 6:00 pm central time there will be a talent show held with a prize at the end
all talents are welcome form singing to dancing its your choice what you do. now this will be oocly
its all in fun there will be no attacks if any one attacks any one they will be removed from the talent show
* if you wish to partisipate seek out zestra and put your name on the book as said beofre the winner will recive a prize bag
2nd place winner will recive 1500 gold
3 rd place winner will get 800 gold
I will post more as it draws closer.
Please if you are a judge please be there Thank you have a great day.
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