KillerofLawyers wrote:Then gather around hearthlings, for a tale of greed and conflict. Of strife and the dangers of giving in to the blackest desires that lie in the hearts of all men, even the most rightous.
It was many days ago when I set sail with my companion. We were ruffians. Scoundrels, and all around ne'er-do-wells. We departed from our town in boats, and traveled far to the west in search of something that might catch our interest. In some time we crossed a small settlement that had been raided before. The inhabitants were strange men from another country, and they could not speak our language. They had rebuilt, and so I urged my compatriot to strike at them, for we had traveled far, and I needed food that the settlement could provide. However, he noted that our so called leader had made a peace with these strange and alien men, and that we could not attack them. My heart sank, and I suggested that we travel on. All was not despair, for these strange men, who I believe are called Russians, are a dime a dozen, and we would surely cross the paths of more down the river.
You needed food? thats your exuse for not only rading but also griefing their place to the ground the week before, and now you want to go there again a week after becouse you where hungry?...ohh please!! the food bar has been changed, their place aint even that far from you, i doubt your hunger bar was even close to hungry, who are you trying to fool. And this wile your leader was negotiating to clean up your mess from the first time and maby even set up new trade relations with us. We offered Dimplomacy and a chance for you to pay the villagers that got griefed back and also gave you a warning about griefing in our aria in the future. but no no you went and disobeyed your leader whom was playing tactically very smart i might add.
Thus, we sailed north, and towards the village of bottleneck. Along the way my friend and ally recounted his tail, of how there had been much peace making, and of the inability of our people to obtain the goods they needed to compete with the other powers. It was a sad and distressing tail that made my heart even heavier. For I knew that one day peace could spread to all of the world, and then men like myself would have no place in this brave new world. In some time we came near what these people refer to as Bottleneck, although it had a different name that I cannot recall. Once more my travel companion recounted a tale of peace. And how we were not allowed to attack these people. So, we walked outside of the village, staring in at the greedy inhabitants as they horded their gold. I knew they had gold, and I knew that we in our village had never managed to get any. It is sad that such a useful material was kept in the hands of a greedy few who refused to trade it at even a reasonable price.
Tell me, when you went exaktley to the spot your leader had told you to avoid, where we had warned you not to mess with again. did you ever stopp to think about WHY your leader did not allow you to attack our people? Sabinati is not stupid you know. he probably knows when its time to attack and when its better to go with dimplomacy, and can se when there is a chance to set up new trade relations.
ohh and do you really think we have gold nuggets/bars lying around? l mean really? what sort of noob are you? most villages that have that sort of valubales will alt vault it.
We choose who we trade gold with and for what, with care, we are not stupid either. Besides, we own the mine! Just as you own that clay! You actually had something we could be interested in and we had something you could be interested in, but no trade happend at that point since we could not agree on the rate. So we didnt get any clay and you didnt get any gold simple as that, didnt mean negotiantion was closed forever. So, do you think that becouse of the fact you didnt trade us clay, we should have gone to your place to steal and wreck everything and kill your lawspeaker hoping to find and grief your clay spot? Yer that seams like a smart thing to do for further trading

, i mean wtf if that is not asking for war upon you i dont know what is tbh!
My fellow ruffian must have felt much the same way, for he proclaimed his interest in raiding this place, and taking the gold from them and distributing it to our friends and allies before the people grew too strong. I was inclined to agree, but I knew that such an act would surely mean war. So I wandered far afield, and to the west, leaving my companion behind. I was still hungry, after all, and hoped that I might come across a patch of abandoned crops with which to slake my hunger. I journeyed across a river far from the village proper, and found a large island that contained a number of small, underdeveloped and private settlements. I knew that these people, who lived near by, probably traded with the main villiage, and thus might contain gold. At first I came across a small farm that looked abandoned. It's gates were open wide, and so I invited myself in and partook of the carrots.
aww you poor thing
I headed north next, and soon crossed other gated settlements, until I came across a home with no walls and a field of flowers before it. It was old, and worn, and I did not expect to find much. However, upon entering I discovered a small key in one of the cupboards, with a cryptic label. 'North' the key said. I thought back to a settlement I had passed before, and recalled that it had a northern gate, facing an elaborate chess set. I quickly headed down and found that indeed, it did fit the gate, and thus granted me entry to half of the settlement. I quickly searched the houses and found many goods, but one in particular made my heart leap for joy. A piece of gold ore. The apple of my eye! Did this place contain a stockpile of the stuff that my people could use!? I quickly went to retrieve my companion, for he was strong and could grant us entry into the other half of the settlement.
Well the person who left a key out in the open, will most likley be reprimanded, clearley a devistating and stupid thing to do. does not change the fact that you where not suppose to be there in the first place. finding ore does not mean shit, i remember now that i once had to get rid of stuff from my inventory and had left those 4 exess ore inside that chest, to make space since i had forgotten i had them on me still after melting. you could melt a full melter of that ore and still find nothing in the melter, gold melting has a very low chance rate. i once mined and melted 10 melters full of gold ore and only got 3 stinking gold nuggets from all that, thats how unlucky it can be. talk about getting your spirit down. do you think i wanted to trade my full days of work for 15 pieces of clay with your 5:1 rate, that you could easily digg up in under a min? especially since our own villagers needed the gold aswell at the time. Yes digging clay lowers the ql for the moment, but all you have to do is wait for it and it will go back to normal again so in a way its still an endless resourse and you wont loose any play time during the wait. mining is almost like slave work it takes alot of time with no LP to speak of (a little better now tho). in my oppinion you overpriced your clay hence it was not worth it at the time.
We made short work of the walls, and worked on getting what we could find back home. Although we found no gold, we were lucky enough to obtain a few small trinkets made of gold, which would help us greatly. Then, in the middle of this, the owner returned. At first I thought it might be my companion, but then I looked closer. We had been caught! We did the only thing we could. We chased him down and tried to kill him. He tried to talk to me, but I refused to listen. People would say anything to save their skin. He tried to lead us into an ambush in the village, but we managed to kill him, and take from him his best rings. However, his friends arrived, and I was not able to escape. My ally left and I had no choice but to flee by water, with a number of angry and mostly illiterate guardsmen behind me. I lead them on a chase for some time, until my friend could return to aid me. We managed to sink their boats, and eventually escape back home to divide our spoils amongst the two of us.
So the only thing you could do was to chase him down and kill him? i think not. You could have fleed! He told you several times he was from Bottleneck since he was thinking of the agreement with Sabinati and was not sure if you where aware of where you where, but clearley from this post you knew exaktley in what neighurhood you where, and that you where doing acts that could declare war. i also suspect you had seen the post marti had made with that chess outside, and knew who made it. i take a personal offence to this act since marti was my village m8 on the last map.
So you devided the spoils among the two of you you say, and here you just made a hearth dripping story that you only did it for the sake of your people and allies you would distribute it to everyone. so whos the greedy one.
However, we were tracked, and they soon arrived. I hid behind a boulder, although I did not suspect it would protect me. It was obvious that these people were using foul magics, as evidence by their attempts to disembark from a boat to get into our walls and kill us all. Thankfully, our walls held, and they seemed to leave, except for one man who I believe was trying to lead me into a trap. I think. I must admit the man's grasp of language was lacking, for he talked in an abbreviated way, which I like to refer to as wow speak. He tried to draw me out from behind the walls, but I would not, for I knew it was simply a trick to ambush me. Eventually he too left.
The rest of the story you all know.
Cute story, but you are not fooling anyone with your soobing. You wont get any pitty, you braught it on yourself, and the outcome could have easily been avoided if you would have listened to your leaders in the first place! or if your village would have kicked you out when we asked for your heads the outcome would have been different for them aswell! you could even have left Xanadu by your free will to save them from harm with your stupidity.