Ainran "Politics" (Formerly Mirigod General)

[krikke93]

Giant Eyebrow Monster!!!

Hahahahhahahahahhaahaha!

[KwonChiMin]

Never Trust a Frey

As Walder Frey I despise your statement!

[bmjclark]

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Of course we were being cautious, 1 of you had enough UA to kill us all in a fight if you had so chosen (I was literally punched to like 15% defense). The highest UA among us was like 500 and the lowest was 150. Also, painhertz was one of our 5 and he didn't really know how to fight at the time (and actually didn't have eric kinned and punched him in the back of the head once ).

[btaylor]

Louisiana GoodTM

It's not often I lose respect for someone in H&H, especially when I never had respect for anyone in H&H, but what Vig did is pretty shitty. I was with this village. Everyone worked hard to make it work. I can understand someone leaving and wanting to go hermit, I did it myself, but to literally take everything of worth out of the village and leave? That's low. I can never forgive Vig for what he did.

[NOOBY93]

Vigilance is pretty much shit, really.

[ramones]

Should really make sticky Hall of shame thread and put all the names that don't bellong to any village in the future there

[psyknx]

Hate to say I told you so.
Having so much fun in my new village <3

[btaylor]

Communist Sausage... it wasn't much, but it was my home. I heard rumors of our Lawspeaker wanting to leave us. For the most part he already has. He was absent during the evening feasts. His hut unlit. We were a flock without a shepherd. This is the story of the fall of Communist Sausage.

It was no secret that we had been feuding with a faction of murderers. What can I say? We were fighting for the good of the Hearthlands, but to do so we had to become what we despised. So much killing and bloodshed, and for what? The war taxed everyone. Our farmers grew weary from the long hours in the field. Our hunters traveled great distances to procure even the smallest of game. All the while our Lawspeaker was nowhere to be found. I remember when I set my head down to rest for the night in the Longhouse. A million thoughts played out through my head, but I was tired and I had no trouble falling asleep despite the cloud of death and destruction that loomed overhead.



I awoke the next day in a state of confusion. The hearthfires were lit a dimly green, and the skeleton of my friend and ally was the first to greet me. His skeleton was missing its skull, so whoever killed him had wanted a trophy of this grisly deed. I felt a sickening pang in my stomach as I drew courage to go outside and see what the Gods had in store for me.



Gone. I now stand not in a bustling town of change and progress, but a cemetery of ghosts and betrayal. The gate has been opened, our gatekeeper nowhere to be found. Cupboards and crates looted and all the chests of our prized possessions gone. This was no raid. This was deliberately orchestrated and carried out in a fashion that could only have been done by a group of trained killers. But why? Suddenly I realized how it all happened... our Lawspeaker. That bastard allowed the barbarians into our home. Our blood now stains his disgusting hands. I couldn't bear to stay any longer. I retrieved what little I could salvage from the tragedy, destroyed my hearthfire, and said a prayer for our fallen as I left the walls of my home. Forever.



The surrounding countryside was in no better shape. Signs of warfare were evident. Blood stained the grasslands and pooled in the rivers. I came across a skeleton near the edge of the river no more than a stone's throw away from our walls. Most likely a traveler cut down in the wake of the raid on our village. I took his skull to study later.



As I continued on my way I come across more carcasses. Although they've already decayed I could still smell the blood on them. Their skulls were already taken.



Another unfortunate soul left to rot in the midday sun. Could all of this have happened because of one person? I shudder at the implications. I looked forward to leaving this place far behind. As I walk I start to question why I came back, of all times, only to be betrayed by a person who we thought we could trust. The Gods have a cruel and sick sense of humor. Perhaps there is meaning to all of this? A sliver of wisdom to be gained. I had too many things on my mind to even begin to start. All I can do now is walk...

[Kaios]

Nice story.

Should really make sticky Hall of shame thread and put all the names that don't bellong to any village in the future there

[painhertz]

I am rather new to H&H shitposting, but has Painhertz been betrayed in every world?

Hopefully you mean being betrayed by Vigilance, I wouldn't have sent the PM if I didn't expect ole Eyeapillar to post it. it's all good, he did exactly what I wanted him to do. Thanks for being a useful idiot CRF.

You were betrayed both in Salem and now in w7, so I figured it may have happened before as well.

I wasn't betrayed in Salem. Several townspeople including myself were killed by Darwoth and the rest of the town was so terrified of him that even when I travelled 5 realtime hours to Darwoth's claim and dropped an alt so we could raid him, they refused to for fear of his retribution. Meanwhile one of our people recruited a random noob who ended up being a guy from both Haven and Salem who functionally stalked me from here to there. When I discovered this guy was in our town with permissions I realized that all was lost. Took all of my shit and moved away. A little after this I got on Skype to be told that everyone was in aggreement that I not return, although I had no intention of returning to the cowards in the first place. They went on to join the "second" most hated Salem player after Darwoth, (Chief) after I convinced a group of people to raze my formor town to the ground.

There are definately some similarities in that people who claimed to want to be part of a raiding village turned out to be cowards who feared dying but I only consider this a true "betrayal".

In short, Vigilance claims that my "cursing on skype" (Oooohhh bad language!!) and my attempt to "run him out of the village" (Not sure how this could be, I had already moved to our new village.) is the reason for his betrayal. Apparently coordinating with and helping our Alliance raid was trying to "take over his leadership" which I think our villagers will agree was non-existant at best. Cest la vie', just another enemy in Haven now. I wouldn't play this game if I had none.