Brodgar!

[Timothy123]

And the perp we killed had nothing so idk where the stuff is we tried to find but no luck

[MrBunzy]

Someone stole my chest of fish . Perp was dead but i tracked the chest to a blocked off mine hole a ways to the east.

[Dill]

Someone stole my chest of fish . Perp was dead but i tracked the chest to a blocked off mine hole a ways to the east.

Your welcome, That perp has been stealing stuff from all over. Killed him yesterday.

[Tonopah]

i know the people who own that plot. nobody is socking that account, it's a new player. do you actually have evidence otherwise because you haven't given any so far.

1 post by a new player is all that's required by you to pronounce judgment? You consider this irrefutable hearsay? Yet I'm required to submit hard evidence to.. you? But you're friends with the people griefing Brodgar? Oh right. Self appointed prosecutor, judge and jury.

Little Bill meet English Bob, funny fk'n stuff, wiseguy.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z5q5YP9kBuI

[Dill]

i know the people who own that plot. nobody is socking that account, it's a new player. do you actually have evidence otherwise because you haven't given any so far.

1 post by a new player is all that's required for you to pronounce judgment? You consider this as irrefutable hearsay? Yet I'm required to submit hard evidence to.. you? But you're friends with the people griefing Brodgar? Oh right. Self appointed prosecutor, judge and jury.

Little Bill meet English Bob, funny fk'n stuff, wiseguy.

Sabi getting muffed up

[Eosarose]

Well we've become a bit more adventurous and it's been.... interesting.

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Skier finds a herd of wild cows during his travels. He alerts Winless who happens to have many of the combat moves unlocked. Finally we might tame a milk cow so Spark might manufacture cheese! Skier begins surrounding the aurochsen with signposts to separate them, but before he could finish Winless declares "okay I think I know the strategy for this" and aggresses one, which angers the entire herd. Skier couldn't do anything to stop it from happening - the resulting stampede left Winless' face unrecognizable.

His gravestone reads:

Here lies Winless.
Confident until the very end.
Bit off more than he could chew.
Some are too wild to be tamed.
May his descendants seek revenge against the beasts.

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The cows were trapped, their eyes wild and yearning for freedom. I found their captor, Eos, sitting patiently on the shore, waiting for us, her friends, to assist her in taming the beasts. She had avoided the mistakes of last time when her companions tried to tame these wild cattle and now she was tantalizingly close to her goal; a mere coil of rope was all she needed.

As she stared down one of the angry cows, she saw the panic, the fear, the terror, and understood what she must do. My curiosity drew me to a nearby field, where I found another pasture, and a herd of cows grazing peacefully, unaware of their imprisoned kin nearby. Fearful of the beast's power, I opted for a more diplomatic approach and soothed the beasts with some special four-leaf clovers in order to fill my milk pail in my long quest for delicious cheese.

Her lasso looped firmly around its neck, Eos tried to quell the beast. It fought, and thrashed in its enclosure, unable to escape or attack its jailer. I could hear their struggle as I was skipping through the flowers nearby. I returned to find the combatants in a respite, gathering their strength for another bout of strength and will.

Suddenly, the beast reared, and in his fury, the rope snagged around Eos' wrist and pulled her into the enclosure. In her panic, Eos scrambled against the signposts, unable to escape. The aurochs swung its great horns, and knocked her unconscious I desperately ran to her, and tugged at the cow's hair, trying to buy her some time. I was, unfortunately, too late, and he gored her corpse upon the shoreline. The pain of watching her body so savaged by that monster still haunts me today. I still blame myself for her death. If I hadn't mentioned my quest for cheese, she would not have had to face that beast's fury... all for a few drops of milk.

Her gravestone reads:

Here lies Eos.
A teacher to us all,
who walked on rabbits.
May we avenge her death
And her descendants walk among us always.
Seriously, fuck cows.

http://i.imgur.com/sQKBDnL.png

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Five or six of us decide to go on an expedition. There are abandoned ruins nearby ripe for the plundering; all we've got to do is find them, rummage through the rotten filth, and haul the good stuff home in carts we will construct on site. Nakamata, our newest convert, tags along to see the sights. Everything catches his eye. "What happens if I touch this? What are those! You can chop down trees? Dude! Your mom chopped down my tree last night. Bow chicka bow wow..." he rambles as we travel. We begin to tune him out so we can focus on reaching our goal. When we arrive at the ruins, we are too busy searching the scattered crates to notice that Nakamata did not arrive with us.

Nakamata knows why he is out here. These woods are just asking to be explored and tamed... bent to his will. He climbs a tree to survey the area. To the west, a swamp. To the north, a river. Past the river he can't quite see. That is where he will go! Into the unknown! He hefts his backpack onto his shoulder and has a spring in his step as he marches north. When he reaches the river he is not discouraged by its width or its rushing currents. He dives right in, and a few seconds later is sucked underwater. Despite our searches, we never find his body downriver... his bones are ground up and strewn between every river rock.

His gravestone reads:

Here lies Nakamata.
His thirst for the unknown
...was unquenchable.
May we admire his nerve,
and learn from him his recklessness.

[sabinati]

i know the people who own that plot. nobody is socking that account, it's a new player. do you actually have evidence otherwise because you haven't given any so far.

1 post by a new player is all that's required by you to pronounce judgment? You consider this irrefutable hearsay? Yet I'm required to submit hard evidence to.. you? But you're friends with the people griefing Brodgar? Oh right. Self appointed prosecutor, judge and jury.

Little Bill meet English Bob, funny fk'n stuff, wiseguy.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z5q5YP9kBuI

you're the one making accusations, the burden of proof is on you. those people aren't griefers, you are either mistaken or malicious.

[Eosarose]

Tonopah, Dill, that plot is one that me and my friends I've invited to play haven have been sharing between us. Winless was the one with the pclaim on it (now his reincarnation owns it). We've made every effort to be kind to our neighbors. We don't drag bears through town. Tonopah must be confused or misled.

edit: if we have in fact done any accidental damage to our neighbors, please bring it to me and I will do what I can to make it right

[factnfiction101]

Tonopah, Dill, that plot is one that me and my friends I've invited to play haven have been sharing between us. Winless was the one with the pclaim on it (now his reincarnation owns it). We've made every effort to be kind to our neighbors. We don't drag bears through town. Tonopah must be confused or misled.

It's funny you say that considering a friend of mine said you claimed his spot on him Yeah, that spot you took was occupied by someone and he said you knew this. Maybe he might care to post here and explain further?

[Eosarose]

I took a 20x20 plot for my friend Jaykay because he didn't have yeomanry yet. The plot was unclaimed and all it had on it was grass and a crate, no hearthfire or house or anything. In the crate was 2 or 3 bones and some pine cones and random things you can find in the forest, so I didn't think anybody cared. The stuff in that crate got all mixed in with Jaykay's stuff.

I was later told by Gilbert that someone else wanted that plot I can't remember if his name was Hilbert or Humphrey or something but I talked to the guy and he said he didn't care about the land he just wanted his stuff back. Before I could get undistracted enough to give him the stuff he logged off, so I brought two crates with bones, backpack, waterflask, seeds, maybe some other stuff (I forget) over to Gilbert's plot. I told the doorman to bring it inside and give it to the guy who wanted the plot I claimed.

Later, when Jaykay got enough LP I released the plot and he claimed it himself.

Btw, I died on Saturday so I no longer have Gilbert or H-something kinned Did he ever get his stuff back? My new name is Astraea.