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    Hi. got a reaction from JamesGoblin in More on Crowns & Guilds - Official Discussion Thread   
    Oh poorly made socks how did I miss this - thanks!
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    Hi. got a reaction from JamesGoblin in More on Crowns & Guilds - Official Discussion Thread   
    Hello artcraft friends how have you been
    I really like this promotion, it's got me really excited about guilds and crowfall and stuff but I have a fairly important terms of service / rules question and this seems like a good time to ask:
    I am under the impression that scamming / stealing funds from other players in-game where mechanics allow is not against the TOS, given the nature of the "play to crush" atmosphere the game has going for it.
    Does this apply to scamming / stealing of crowns out of guild wallets, or using them to purchase things for yourself without the "official" sanction of the guild? How will this be handled in cases where the guild leader /owner themselves does these actions?
     
    Thanks in advance!
     
    hi
     
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    Hi. got a reaction from Tofyzer in 5.3 Playtest Feedback for November 11, 2017   
    I played for maybe an hour, by far the longest I've played of any version so far. I collected some of my thoughts as I was playing and made them into a post so here they are
    at some point I got stuck in a tree while harvesting it as a Mino Champ, but I wasn't able to reproduce it. I know I was running around the tree and turning a lot, might have just been that one tree honestly (it was near a graveyard)
    The powers window seems kinda awkward. It's like a big L, what's with the stuff on the bottom? Why can't I just drag the powers into my actual tray that's already there on the bottom of the screen (I guess there are slots for passives but you could add just those to the window or something I dunno)
    Speaking of windows why can't I scale them individually. it feels pretty okay overall but I wish I could make some windows bigger than others
    Is this the new character window (O), I still feel like I'm not getting much of an idea of my, like, stuff
    I rebound the tray swap to tilde because I like it that way, and it seems like I can make tray 2 (R) something else, but I can't then use R for some other function. rude
    only tray 2 appears to function as a 'toggle', where I can hit it to switch to and from that tray, which is also kinda rude
    also when I rebound my R key to Tilde, the little icon above the tray didn't update until I logged out and in, which I'm sure you are aware of, but because tilde is listed as BACKQUOTE in the interface, my tray now looks like this:

    Why can't I mouse over the powers on the skill bar on the bottom of my screen, I like that skill bar come on let me use it for things
    game honestly looks really nice, I hope you have the time / foresight to make a lot of sweeping / majestic vista parcels, like huge canyons or stuff that makes you go wowwww I'll buy that off the cash shop. it's too bad I had to crank it down to minimum everything to get decent fps
    how do I kill myself, I mean seriously I didn't want to be a minotaur anymore and finding the sweet embrace of death was the biggest obstacle I had to overcome in my gaming session
    after killing myself once to be a guinecian, I got bored and killed myself some more, but I eventually ended up at the Altar of some nearby keep or something rather than the 'make a new vessel' area which kinda hindered my rerolling attempts
    also while killing myself a bunch at some point the big white spooky fog aura around the altar that shows while you're a crow got stuck, and it kept showing until I dropped to the lobby and came back
    7/10 really pretty good honestly, I'm impressed overall
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    Hi. got a reaction from Cordite in 5.3 Playtest Feedback for November 11, 2017   
    I played again for a bit tonight, but some friends jumped on fortnite at the same time I logged in so I ended up running crowfall in a tiny window on my second monitor while playing fortnite
    I was really high too so I got a little confused and spent a lot of time cutting down trees in fortnite and not in crowfall, which is what I had logged on to do in the first place. I also asked general chat about what to have for breakfast and they convinced me to go with an egg white omelette with veggies so I give the community a 9/10 based on that single interaction
    the harvesting in crowfall felt decent side by side but fell a little flat when compared to fortnite's. the biggest complaint I had was in my character getting 'stopped' to do the swinging animation. in fortnite I tend to just zone out with LMB held down, so I'm effectively just running around swinging my pickaxe constantly, falling into a natural rhythm where I'm not doing much thought about the action. doing that in crowfall felt awkward, and the feedback wasn't nearly as satisfying
    the ability to fall into a more complex rhythm with the pip system was honestly pretty satisfying and good. I'd maybe make the swings a tiny bit faster though, but that's probably just a personal preference. the slower swing would probably feel fine if the whole harvesting while running around experience was smoother overall
    I'm still not sure how I feel about the weakpoints. they're harder than fortnite's for sure, and you have to pay attention to them. fortnite's are much more automatic, which makes the harvesting fall into a kind of uptempo but chill rhythm. crowfall at this point feels more like a classical sweeping tempo except the conductor is trying to swat a fly in the middle of the piece with his baton
    I also found no comfortable way to scale the chat window in order to play in a tiny window that was 75% chat and 25% low-resolution mess that was just enough detail to cut down trees. I tried the window scale but it didn't seem to change the chat window, and I could find no way to scale the chat window individually. it probably exists but I didn't find it before I eventually said custard it and full screened it on the second monitor
    anyway have a good weekend thanks for the game
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    Hi. got a reaction from moneda in 5.3 Playtest Feedback for November 11, 2017   
    I played again for a bit tonight, but some friends jumped on fortnite at the same time I logged in so I ended up running crowfall in a tiny window on my second monitor while playing fortnite
    I was really high too so I got a little confused and spent a lot of time cutting down trees in fortnite and not in crowfall, which is what I had logged on to do in the first place. I also asked general chat about what to have for breakfast and they convinced me to go with an egg white omelette with veggies so I give the community a 9/10 based on that single interaction
    the harvesting in crowfall felt decent side by side but fell a little flat when compared to fortnite's. the biggest complaint I had was in my character getting 'stopped' to do the swinging animation. in fortnite I tend to just zone out with LMB held down, so I'm effectively just running around swinging my pickaxe constantly, falling into a natural rhythm where I'm not doing much thought about the action. doing that in crowfall felt awkward, and the feedback wasn't nearly as satisfying
    the ability to fall into a more complex rhythm with the pip system was honestly pretty satisfying and good. I'd maybe make the swings a tiny bit faster though, but that's probably just a personal preference. the slower swing would probably feel fine if the whole harvesting while running around experience was smoother overall
    I'm still not sure how I feel about the weakpoints. they're harder than fortnite's for sure, and you have to pay attention to them. fortnite's are much more automatic, which makes the harvesting fall into a kind of uptempo but chill rhythm. crowfall at this point feels more like a classical sweeping tempo except the conductor is trying to swat a fly in the middle of the piece with his baton
    I also found no comfortable way to scale the chat window in order to play in a tiny window that was 75% chat and 25% low-resolution mess that was just enough detail to cut down trees. I tried the window scale but it didn't seem to change the chat window, and I could find no way to scale the chat window individually. it probably exists but I didn't find it before I eventually said custard it and full screened it on the second monitor
    anyway have a good weekend thanks for the game
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    Hi. got a reaction from JamesGoblin in 5.3 Playtest Feedback for November 11, 2017   
    I played again for a bit tonight, but some friends jumped on fortnite at the same time I logged in so I ended up running crowfall in a tiny window on my second monitor while playing fortnite
    I was really high too so I got a little confused and spent a lot of time cutting down trees in fortnite and not in crowfall, which is what I had logged on to do in the first place. I also asked general chat about what to have for breakfast and they convinced me to go with an egg white omelette with veggies so I give the community a 9/10 based on that single interaction
    the harvesting in crowfall felt decent side by side but fell a little flat when compared to fortnite's. the biggest complaint I had was in my character getting 'stopped' to do the swinging animation. in fortnite I tend to just zone out with LMB held down, so I'm effectively just running around swinging my pickaxe constantly, falling into a natural rhythm where I'm not doing much thought about the action. doing that in crowfall felt awkward, and the feedback wasn't nearly as satisfying
    the ability to fall into a more complex rhythm with the pip system was honestly pretty satisfying and good. I'd maybe make the swings a tiny bit faster though, but that's probably just a personal preference. the slower swing would probably feel fine if the whole harvesting while running around experience was smoother overall
    I'm still not sure how I feel about the weakpoints. they're harder than fortnite's for sure, and you have to pay attention to them. fortnite's are much more automatic, which makes the harvesting fall into a kind of uptempo but chill rhythm. crowfall at this point feels more like a classical sweeping tempo except the conductor is trying to swat a fly in the middle of the piece with his baton
    I also found no comfortable way to scale the chat window in order to play in a tiny window that was 75% chat and 25% low-resolution mess that was just enough detail to cut down trees. I tried the window scale but it didn't seem to change the chat window, and I could find no way to scale the chat window individually. it probably exists but I didn't find it before I eventually said custard it and full screened it on the second monitor
    anyway have a good weekend thanks for the game
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    Hi. got a reaction from Cordite in 5.3 Playtest Feedback for November 11, 2017   
    I played for maybe an hour, by far the longest I've played of any version so far. I collected some of my thoughts as I was playing and made them into a post so here they are
    at some point I got stuck in a tree while harvesting it as a Mino Champ, but I wasn't able to reproduce it. I know I was running around the tree and turning a lot, might have just been that one tree honestly (it was near a graveyard)
    The powers window seems kinda awkward. It's like a big L, what's with the stuff on the bottom? Why can't I just drag the powers into my actual tray that's already there on the bottom of the screen (I guess there are slots for passives but you could add just those to the window or something I dunno)
    Speaking of windows why can't I scale them individually. it feels pretty okay overall but I wish I could make some windows bigger than others
    Is this the new character window (O), I still feel like I'm not getting much of an idea of my, like, stuff
    I rebound the tray swap to tilde because I like it that way, and it seems like I can make tray 2 (R) something else, but I can't then use R for some other function. rude
    only tray 2 appears to function as a 'toggle', where I can hit it to switch to and from that tray, which is also kinda rude
    also when I rebound my R key to Tilde, the little icon above the tray didn't update until I logged out and in, which I'm sure you are aware of, but because tilde is listed as BACKQUOTE in the interface, my tray now looks like this:

    Why can't I mouse over the powers on the skill bar on the bottom of my screen, I like that skill bar come on let me use it for things
    game honestly looks really nice, I hope you have the time / foresight to make a lot of sweeping / majestic vista parcels, like huge canyons or stuff that makes you go wowwww I'll buy that off the cash shop. it's too bad I had to crank it down to minimum everything to get decent fps
    how do I kill myself, I mean seriously I didn't want to be a minotaur anymore and finding the sweet embrace of death was the biggest obstacle I had to overcome in my gaming session
    after killing myself once to be a guinecian, I got bored and killed myself some more, but I eventually ended up at the Altar of some nearby keep or something rather than the 'make a new vessel' area which kinda hindered my rerolling attempts
    also while killing myself a bunch at some point the big white spooky fog aura around the altar that shows while you're a crow got stuck, and it kept showing until I dropped to the lobby and came back
    7/10 really pretty good honestly, I'm impressed overall
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    Hi. got a reaction from Groovin in A Humane End   
    The tavern was busy that night, a steady din of conversation not quite drowning out the sound of the local bard's lute. The bar itself, a dark rich mahogany that was no doubt finished (Lore Note: Would there be sufficient technology for advanced wood finishings in the Crowfall universe?)  to perfection long ago, sat now under a mountain of cuts, and maybe a half dozen groups of people chatting, and drinking.
    Down towards the end of the bar, a tall woman hid under a dark cloak, drinking what looked to be water out of a large stein. She glanced around subtly, suspiciously watching anyone who happened to brush by.
    She was watching the door, it would seem. Brief blue flashes of her eyes would appear under the soft velvet hood draped over her face. It wasn't long before one of those blue flashes found itself watching a tall dark figure pushing his way into the bar.
    He brushed against the top of the door-frame with his shoulders as he entered, hunched over to fit inside. He had to be ten feet tall (Lore Note: Correct me if I'm off) , and it was a wonder he made it inside at all. The conversation inside dried up almost entirely, as the entire bar stopped to glance at the horned juggernaut who had just strolled into the bar. The bard, to his credit, kept on playing, giving the scene an almost surreal quality.
    "'Oh the maiden's tale" had been what he was playing, it's slow somber tune almost matching the steps of the beast as he strolled through the bar.
    "Is sad indeed" he had muttered under his breath as he walked up to the bar. He had heard the song in every little tavern he'd passed that month, and he hated that he was starting to like it. Stealing a glance down the bar at the high elf drinking her icewater; he wondered to himself: He knew she'd seen him, it was impossible not to. But did she know he'd seen her?
    "Give me some mead, I'll let you see" was the line the bard got to when the conversation started to slowly pick up again, after the Minotaur finished telling the barkeep that he didn't want to eat anyone, and that he just needed to fill his skin with mead. For his boar, he felt necessary to point out, as the reputation amongst the locals was that Minotaur rage was fueled by equal parts blood and ale.
    "My father's away, he's fighting in war." sung the bard as the Minotaur dropped enough gold to near empty the keg onto the bar, giving a resigned look across it to the barkeep.
    "I want no trouble" the Minotaur spoke in low, rumbling voice.
    "If'yr daddy finds out, I'm good as dead" the bard sung, as the barkeep sighed, taking the skin from the towering creature. He'd never seen one of the devils in the flesh, but he'd heard all the stories. 'They eat the children' from every ditsy milkmaid in town, 'They come borne whole from hell itself' from broken soldiers returning from the borderlands. The truth of it as far as he knew, was that the local elves kept them as specialized shock troops. And as much as he distrusted the long-eared bastards, their alliance was the only thing standing between his countrymen and utter annihilation by the fae, or at least so they said.
    "I hate this song" the barkeep thought to himself as he finishing filling the mead, taking the small pile of gold and dropping it into a sack on his belt. Handing the skin across the bar to the creature, he stood and watched as the beast lumbered back out of the bar - tossing a coin towards the bard as he went.
     "Her blade was cold" she heard as she rose silently, tailing him out of the bar, as the song took a turn in tone. She'd heard it before and she'd hated it nearly as much as the barkeep. It's story about a desperate urchin stealing from some horny rube, but finally ending up imprisoned for the crime felt like it was glorifying a horrible story, which only served to make her angry.
     
    She tailed him until just past the end of town before he stopped his cart, giving his boar a pat before turning with a sigh. As he adjusted a colossal pair of steel knuckles,  she wondered to herself how long he'd known she was following him. Plan B it was, she thought as she strode out into the night air, pulling back her cloak with a smile.
    "Hi!!" She said, waving at the beast. "I'm sorry if I startled you! I was just curious."
    "Hmph." He returned, with a grunt, and a skeptical tilt of his head. He didn't move as she approached, holding her hands behind her back as she walked up to him, leaning to the side with an almost cartoonish smile and a pout.
    "Oh don't be so serious, you big oaf. I'm not here to turn you in." She stopped a few feet short of normal talking distance, far enough back that she looked up at him with her eyes, not her head.
    "Then what do you want?" He growled, his shoulders relaxing slightly, but his fists remaining closed across his chest.
    "You, ya big dummy. I've never seen one of you before. I've never seen much outside this kingdom." She smiled, swaying back and forth a little.
    The Minotaur raised one of his enormous eyebrows, giving the girl a disbelieving look. He knew the elves and humans had coexisted in this side of the world for centuries, and that only a few of the Elven conclaves kept Minotaurs, but with the war intensifying he knew Minotaurs were becoming more and more common.
    "My father advises the humans, and our family has never.. I mean.." She paused, she'd known the only way a Minotaur would be walking free this far west would be if they'd escaped from the pen of the local conclave.
    He relaxed a little more. She seemed innocent, but he knew never to trust an elf. Besides, she was probably half his height, and at this distance he could probably tear her in half before she could do much damage, even if she could reach a weapon.
    "Well. Curiosity sated?" He shrugged, with another sigh. He still needed to find somewhere to make camp, and the moon was already waning in the sky.
    She smiled, stepping forward slowly with an outstretched arm. He didn't move as she got close enough to touch him, her pale blue fingers tracing a line in his dark fur. "Wow.." she said quietly to herself, reaching another hand to feel his soft coat.
    Stepping back she sighed happily, looking up at the towering beast. She beamed at him, and he couldn't help but smile back.
    "I'm sorry, but I must be going now." he said to her, in a deep calm voice. Giving an almost innocent smile down at her, he scratched behind one of his horns and turned back to his cart.
    He didn't even hear the blade, but he felt it. Cold against his neck, he barely had time to grunt before he felt his throat parted open. Coughing and sputtering, he swung out blindly with one arm, the other around his neck he fell to the ground.
    She backed up a few steps, watching the creature die. As he flashed a final confused, hurt look towards her, she closed her eyes. As she sensed the life leaving his body, she left hers. Sliding out of her skin as easily as taking off a coat, she felt herself free again. She flapped her wings twice, savoring the momentary disconnect from the simple horrors of the material world before landing on the warm shoulder of the poor beast. She leaned down, and gave the creature a gentle peck on the cheek, equal parts apology and farewell.
     
     
    Giving his boar another gentle pat, he rotated his enormous arm in it's shoulder. He'd need to get used to this feeling, it was a new one. He stole one last glance to make sure the girl's body wasn't visible in the cart, before turning and continuing his journey south.
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    Hi. got a reaction from JamesGoblin in {Ooc} Rp Forum Rules...   
    I have a question for the mods regarding adult themes in the RP subforum. There is the following in the Rules of Conduct, but it's sort of vague and given this is an in-character/roleplaying subforum I was curious if the rules were any more lax. Can we reference adult themes in a vague way in a roleplay? (They retreated together into his Inn room) How about more directly? (They spent the night rolling in the covers) Or descriptively, but not explicitly? (He spent the night Inn her)
     
    Just trying to figure out where the line is. Thanks in advance.
    Some actions can result in disciplinary actions, including the immediate suspension of forum privileges
    There are some actions severe enough to result in immediate temporary or permanent suspension of posting privileges without prior notification. Serious or sustained offenses may result in suspension of not only the user's forum account but game account as well.
    Please refer to the General Rules of Conduct for the complete list, but examples include:
    ·        Sexually explicit content, including sexual harassment.
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    Hi. got a reaction from Tofyzer in A Humane End   
    The tavern was busy that night, a steady din of conversation not quite drowning out the sound of the local bard's lute. The bar itself, a dark rich mahogany that was no doubt finished (Lore Note: Would there be sufficient technology for advanced wood finishings in the Crowfall universe?)  to perfection long ago, sat now under a mountain of cuts, and maybe a half dozen groups of people chatting, and drinking.
    Down towards the end of the bar, a tall woman hid under a dark cloak, drinking what looked to be water out of a large stein. She glanced around subtly, suspiciously watching anyone who happened to brush by.
    She was watching the door, it would seem. Brief blue flashes of her eyes would appear under the soft velvet hood draped over her face. It wasn't long before one of those blue flashes found itself watching a tall dark figure pushing his way into the bar.
    He brushed against the top of the door-frame with his shoulders as he entered, hunched over to fit inside. He had to be ten feet tall (Lore Note: Correct me if I'm off) , and it was a wonder he made it inside at all. The conversation inside dried up almost entirely, as the entire bar stopped to glance at the horned juggernaut who had just strolled into the bar. The bard, to his credit, kept on playing, giving the scene an almost surreal quality.
    "'Oh the maiden's tale" had been what he was playing, it's slow somber tune almost matching the steps of the beast as he strolled through the bar.
    "Is sad indeed" he had muttered under his breath as he walked up to the bar. He had heard the song in every little tavern he'd passed that month, and he hated that he was starting to like it. Stealing a glance down the bar at the high elf drinking her icewater; he wondered to himself: He knew she'd seen him, it was impossible not to. But did she know he'd seen her?
    "Give me some mead, I'll let you see" was the line the bard got to when the conversation started to slowly pick up again, after the Minotaur finished telling the barkeep that he didn't want to eat anyone, and that he just needed to fill his skin with mead. For his boar, he felt necessary to point out, as the reputation amongst the locals was that Minotaur rage was fueled by equal parts blood and ale.
    "My father's away, he's fighting in war." sung the bard as the Minotaur dropped enough gold to near empty the keg onto the bar, giving a resigned look across it to the barkeep.
    "I want no trouble" the Minotaur spoke in low, rumbling voice.
    "If'yr daddy finds out, I'm good as dead" the bard sung, as the barkeep sighed, taking the skin from the towering creature. He'd never seen one of the devils in the flesh, but he'd heard all the stories. 'They eat the children' from every ditsy milkmaid in town, 'They come borne whole from hell itself' from broken soldiers returning from the borderlands. The truth of it as far as he knew, was that the local elves kept them as specialized shock troops. And as much as he distrusted the long-eared bastards, their alliance was the only thing standing between his countrymen and utter annihilation by the fae, or at least so they said.
    "I hate this song" the barkeep thought to himself as he finishing filling the mead, taking the small pile of gold and dropping it into a sack on his belt. Handing the skin across the bar to the creature, he stood and watched as the beast lumbered back out of the bar - tossing a coin towards the bard as he went.
     "Her blade was cold" she heard as she rose silently, tailing him out of the bar, as the song took a turn in tone. She'd heard it before and she'd hated it nearly as much as the barkeep. It's story about a desperate urchin stealing from some horny rube, but finally ending up imprisoned for the crime felt like it was glorifying a horrible story, which only served to make her angry.
     
    She tailed him until just past the end of town before he stopped his cart, giving his boar a pat before turning with a sigh. As he adjusted a colossal pair of steel knuckles,  she wondered to herself how long he'd known she was following him. Plan B it was, she thought as she strode out into the night air, pulling back her cloak with a smile.
    "Hi!!" She said, waving at the beast. "I'm sorry if I startled you! I was just curious."
    "Hmph." He returned, with a grunt, and a skeptical tilt of his head. He didn't move as she approached, holding her hands behind her back as she walked up to him, leaning to the side with an almost cartoonish smile and a pout.
    "Oh don't be so serious, you big oaf. I'm not here to turn you in." She stopped a few feet short of normal talking distance, far enough back that she looked up at him with her eyes, not her head.
    "Then what do you want?" He growled, his shoulders relaxing slightly, but his fists remaining closed across his chest.
    "You, ya big dummy. I've never seen one of you before. I've never seen much outside this kingdom." She smiled, swaying back and forth a little.
    The Minotaur raised one of his enormous eyebrows, giving the girl a disbelieving look. He knew the elves and humans had coexisted in this side of the world for centuries, and that only a few of the Elven conclaves kept Minotaurs, but with the war intensifying he knew Minotaurs were becoming more and more common.
    "My father advises the humans, and our family has never.. I mean.." She paused, she'd known the only way a Minotaur would be walking free this far west would be if they'd escaped from the pen of the local conclave.
    He relaxed a little more. She seemed innocent, but he knew never to trust an elf. Besides, she was probably half his height, and at this distance he could probably tear her in half before she could do much damage, even if she could reach a weapon.
    "Well. Curiosity sated?" He shrugged, with another sigh. He still needed to find somewhere to make camp, and the moon was already waning in the sky.
    She smiled, stepping forward slowly with an outstretched arm. He didn't move as she got close enough to touch him, her pale blue fingers tracing a line in his dark fur. "Wow.." she said quietly to herself, reaching another hand to feel his soft coat.
    Stepping back she sighed happily, looking up at the towering beast. She beamed at him, and he couldn't help but smile back.
    "I'm sorry, but I must be going now." he said to her, in a deep calm voice. Giving an almost innocent smile down at her, he scratched behind one of his horns and turned back to his cart.
    He didn't even hear the blade, but he felt it. Cold against his neck, he barely had time to grunt before he felt his throat parted open. Coughing and sputtering, he swung out blindly with one arm, the other around his neck he fell to the ground.
    She backed up a few steps, watching the creature die. As he flashed a final confused, hurt look towards her, she closed her eyes. As she sensed the life leaving his body, she left hers. Sliding out of her skin as easily as taking off a coat, she felt herself free again. She flapped her wings twice, savoring the momentary disconnect from the simple horrors of the material world before landing on the warm shoulder of the poor beast. She leaned down, and gave the creature a gentle peck on the cheek, equal parts apology and farewell.
     
     
    Giving his boar another gentle pat, he rotated his enormous arm in it's shoulder. He'd need to get used to this feeling, it was a new one. He stole one last glance to make sure the girl's body wasn't visible in the cart, before turning and continuing his journey south.
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    Hi. got a reaction from Akineko in A Humane End   
    The tavern was busy that night, a steady din of conversation not quite drowning out the sound of the local bard's lute. The bar itself, a dark rich mahogany that was no doubt finished (Lore Note: Would there be sufficient technology for advanced wood finishings in the Crowfall universe?)  to perfection long ago, sat now under a mountain of cuts, and maybe a half dozen groups of people chatting, and drinking.
    Down towards the end of the bar, a tall woman hid under a dark cloak, drinking what looked to be water out of a large stein. She glanced around subtly, suspiciously watching anyone who happened to brush by.
    She was watching the door, it would seem. Brief blue flashes of her eyes would appear under the soft velvet hood draped over her face. It wasn't long before one of those blue flashes found itself watching a tall dark figure pushing his way into the bar.
    He brushed against the top of the door-frame with his shoulders as he entered, hunched over to fit inside. He had to be ten feet tall (Lore Note: Correct me if I'm off) , and it was a wonder he made it inside at all. The conversation inside dried up almost entirely, as the entire bar stopped to glance at the horned juggernaut who had just strolled into the bar. The bard, to his credit, kept on playing, giving the scene an almost surreal quality.
    "'Oh the maiden's tale" had been what he was playing, it's slow somber tune almost matching the steps of the beast as he strolled through the bar.
    "Is sad indeed" he had muttered under his breath as he walked up to the bar. He had heard the song in every little tavern he'd passed that month, and he hated that he was starting to like it. Stealing a glance down the bar at the high elf drinking her icewater; he wondered to himself: He knew she'd seen him, it was impossible not to. But did she know he'd seen her?
    "Give me some mead, I'll let you see" was the line the bard got to when the conversation started to slowly pick up again, after the Minotaur finished telling the barkeep that he didn't want to eat anyone, and that he just needed to fill his skin with mead. For his boar, he felt necessary to point out, as the reputation amongst the locals was that Minotaur rage was fueled by equal parts blood and ale.
    "My father's away, he's fighting in war." sung the bard as the Minotaur dropped enough gold to near empty the keg onto the bar, giving a resigned look across it to the barkeep.
    "I want no trouble" the Minotaur spoke in low, rumbling voice.
    "If'yr daddy finds out, I'm good as dead" the bard sung, as the barkeep sighed, taking the skin from the towering creature. He'd never seen one of the devils in the flesh, but he'd heard all the stories. 'They eat the children' from every ditsy milkmaid in town, 'They come borne whole from hell itself' from broken soldiers returning from the borderlands. The truth of it as far as he knew, was that the local elves kept them as specialized shock troops. And as much as he distrusted the long-eared bastards, their alliance was the only thing standing between his countrymen and utter annihilation by the fae, or at least so they said.
    "I hate this song" the barkeep thought to himself as he finishing filling the mead, taking the small pile of gold and dropping it into a sack on his belt. Handing the skin across the bar to the creature, he stood and watched as the beast lumbered back out of the bar - tossing a coin towards the bard as he went.
     "Her blade was cold" she heard as she rose silently, tailing him out of the bar, as the song took a turn in tone. She'd heard it before and she'd hated it nearly as much as the barkeep. It's story about a desperate urchin stealing from some horny rube, but finally ending up imprisoned for the crime felt like it was glorifying a horrible story, which only served to make her angry.
     
    She tailed him until just past the end of town before he stopped his cart, giving his boar a pat before turning with a sigh. As he adjusted a colossal pair of steel knuckles,  she wondered to herself how long he'd known she was following him. Plan B it was, she thought as she strode out into the night air, pulling back her cloak with a smile.
    "Hi!!" She said, waving at the beast. "I'm sorry if I startled you! I was just curious."
    "Hmph." He returned, with a grunt, and a skeptical tilt of his head. He didn't move as she approached, holding her hands behind her back as she walked up to him, leaning to the side with an almost cartoonish smile and a pout.
    "Oh don't be so serious, you big oaf. I'm not here to turn you in." She stopped a few feet short of normal talking distance, far enough back that she looked up at him with her eyes, not her head.
    "Then what do you want?" He growled, his shoulders relaxing slightly, but his fists remaining closed across his chest.
    "You, ya big dummy. I've never seen one of you before. I've never seen much outside this kingdom." She smiled, swaying back and forth a little.
    The Minotaur raised one of his enormous eyebrows, giving the girl a disbelieving look. He knew the elves and humans had coexisted in this side of the world for centuries, and that only a few of the Elven conclaves kept Minotaurs, but with the war intensifying he knew Minotaurs were becoming more and more common.
    "My father advises the humans, and our family has never.. I mean.." She paused, she'd known the only way a Minotaur would be walking free this far west would be if they'd escaped from the pen of the local conclave.
    He relaxed a little more. She seemed innocent, but he knew never to trust an elf. Besides, she was probably half his height, and at this distance he could probably tear her in half before she could do much damage, even if she could reach a weapon.
    "Well. Curiosity sated?" He shrugged, with another sigh. He still needed to find somewhere to make camp, and the moon was already waning in the sky.
    She smiled, stepping forward slowly with an outstretched arm. He didn't move as she got close enough to touch him, her pale blue fingers tracing a line in his dark fur. "Wow.." she said quietly to herself, reaching another hand to feel his soft coat.
    Stepping back she sighed happily, looking up at the towering beast. She beamed at him, and he couldn't help but smile back.
    "I'm sorry, but I must be going now." he said to her, in a deep calm voice. Giving an almost innocent smile down at her, he scratched behind one of his horns and turned back to his cart.
    He didn't even hear the blade, but he felt it. Cold against his neck, he barely had time to grunt before he felt his throat parted open. Coughing and sputtering, he swung out blindly with one arm, the other around his neck he fell to the ground.
    She backed up a few steps, watching the creature die. As he flashed a final confused, hurt look towards her, she closed her eyes. As she sensed the life leaving his body, she left hers. Sliding out of her skin as easily as taking off a coat, she felt herself free again. She flapped her wings twice, savoring the momentary disconnect from the simple horrors of the material world before landing on the warm shoulder of the poor beast. She leaned down, and gave the creature a gentle peck on the cheek, equal parts apology and farewell.
     
     
    Giving his boar another gentle pat, he rotated his enormous arm in it's shoulder. He'd need to get used to this feeling, it was a new one. He stole one last glance to make sure the girl's body wasn't visible in the cart, before turning and continuing his journey south.
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    Hi. got a reaction from JamesGoblin in A Humane End   
    The tavern was busy that night, a steady din of conversation not quite drowning out the sound of the local bard's lute. The bar itself, a dark rich mahogany that was no doubt finished (Lore Note: Would there be sufficient technology for advanced wood finishings in the Crowfall universe?)  to perfection long ago, sat now under a mountain of cuts, and maybe a half dozen groups of people chatting, and drinking.
    Down towards the end of the bar, a tall woman hid under a dark cloak, drinking what looked to be water out of a large stein. She glanced around subtly, suspiciously watching anyone who happened to brush by.
    She was watching the door, it would seem. Brief blue flashes of her eyes would appear under the soft velvet hood draped over her face. It wasn't long before one of those blue flashes found itself watching a tall dark figure pushing his way into the bar.
    He brushed against the top of the door-frame with his shoulders as he entered, hunched over to fit inside. He had to be ten feet tall (Lore Note: Correct me if I'm off) , and it was a wonder he made it inside at all. The conversation inside dried up almost entirely, as the entire bar stopped to glance at the horned juggernaut who had just strolled into the bar. The bard, to his credit, kept on playing, giving the scene an almost surreal quality.
    "'Oh the maiden's tale" had been what he was playing, it's slow somber tune almost matching the steps of the beast as he strolled through the bar.
    "Is sad indeed" he had muttered under his breath as he walked up to the bar. He had heard the song in every little tavern he'd passed that month, and he hated that he was starting to like it. Stealing a glance down the bar at the high elf drinking her icewater; he wondered to himself: He knew she'd seen him, it was impossible not to. But did she know he'd seen her?
    "Give me some mead, I'll let you see" was the line the bard got to when the conversation started to slowly pick up again, after the Minotaur finished telling the barkeep that he didn't want to eat anyone, and that he just needed to fill his skin with mead. For his boar, he felt necessary to point out, as the reputation amongst the locals was that Minotaur rage was fueled by equal parts blood and ale.
    "My father's away, he's fighting in war." sung the bard as the Minotaur dropped enough gold to near empty the keg onto the bar, giving a resigned look across it to the barkeep.
    "I want no trouble" the Minotaur spoke in low, rumbling voice.
    "If'yr daddy finds out, I'm good as dead" the bard sung, as the barkeep sighed, taking the skin from the towering creature. He'd never seen one of the devils in the flesh, but he'd heard all the stories. 'They eat the children' from every ditsy milkmaid in town, 'They come borne whole from hell itself' from broken soldiers returning from the borderlands. The truth of it as far as he knew, was that the local elves kept them as specialized shock troops. And as much as he distrusted the long-eared bastards, their alliance was the only thing standing between his countrymen and utter annihilation by the fae, or at least so they said.
    "I hate this song" the barkeep thought to himself as he finishing filling the mead, taking the small pile of gold and dropping it into a sack on his belt. Handing the skin across the bar to the creature, he stood and watched as the beast lumbered back out of the bar - tossing a coin towards the bard as he went.
     "Her blade was cold" she heard as she rose silently, tailing him out of the bar, as the song took a turn in tone. She'd heard it before and she'd hated it nearly as much as the barkeep. It's story about a desperate urchin stealing from some horny rube, but finally ending up imprisoned for the crime felt like it was glorifying a horrible story, which only served to make her angry.
     
    She tailed him until just past the end of town before he stopped his cart, giving his boar a pat before turning with a sigh. As he adjusted a colossal pair of steel knuckles,  she wondered to herself how long he'd known she was following him. Plan B it was, she thought as she strode out into the night air, pulling back her cloak with a smile.
    "Hi!!" She said, waving at the beast. "I'm sorry if I startled you! I was just curious."
    "Hmph." He returned, with a grunt, and a skeptical tilt of his head. He didn't move as she approached, holding her hands behind her back as she walked up to him, leaning to the side with an almost cartoonish smile and a pout.
    "Oh don't be so serious, you big oaf. I'm not here to turn you in." She stopped a few feet short of normal talking distance, far enough back that she looked up at him with her eyes, not her head.
    "Then what do you want?" He growled, his shoulders relaxing slightly, but his fists remaining closed across his chest.
    "You, ya big dummy. I've never seen one of you before. I've never seen much outside this kingdom." She smiled, swaying back and forth a little.
    The Minotaur raised one of his enormous eyebrows, giving the girl a disbelieving look. He knew the elves and humans had coexisted in this side of the world for centuries, and that only a few of the Elven conclaves kept Minotaurs, but with the war intensifying he knew Minotaurs were becoming more and more common.
    "My father advises the humans, and our family has never.. I mean.." She paused, she'd known the only way a Minotaur would be walking free this far west would be if they'd escaped from the pen of the local conclave.
    He relaxed a little more. She seemed innocent, but he knew never to trust an elf. Besides, she was probably half his height, and at this distance he could probably tear her in half before she could do much damage, even if she could reach a weapon.
    "Well. Curiosity sated?" He shrugged, with another sigh. He still needed to find somewhere to make camp, and the moon was already waning in the sky.
    She smiled, stepping forward slowly with an outstretched arm. He didn't move as she got close enough to touch him, her pale blue fingers tracing a line in his dark fur. "Wow.." she said quietly to herself, reaching another hand to feel his soft coat.
    Stepping back she sighed happily, looking up at the towering beast. She beamed at him, and he couldn't help but smile back.
    "I'm sorry, but I must be going now." he said to her, in a deep calm voice. Giving an almost innocent smile down at her, he scratched behind one of his horns and turned back to his cart.
    He didn't even hear the blade, but he felt it. Cold against his neck, he barely had time to grunt before he felt his throat parted open. Coughing and sputtering, he swung out blindly with one arm, the other around his neck he fell to the ground.
    She backed up a few steps, watching the creature die. As he flashed a final confused, hurt look towards her, she closed her eyes. As she sensed the life leaving his body, she left hers. Sliding out of her skin as easily as taking off a coat, she felt herself free again. She flapped her wings twice, savoring the momentary disconnect from the simple horrors of the material world before landing on the warm shoulder of the poor beast. She leaned down, and gave the creature a gentle peck on the cheek, equal parts apology and farewell.
     
     
    Giving his boar another gentle pat, he rotated his enormous arm in it's shoulder. He'd need to get used to this feeling, it was a new one. He stole one last glance to make sure the girl's body wasn't visible in the cart, before turning and continuing his journey south.
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    you glorious bastards
     
    edit: wtf when did J. Todd grow a beard
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    Hi. got a reaction from coolwaters in "Massive Reveal" Day - Official discussion thread   
    you glorious bastards
     
    edit: wtf when did J. Todd grow a beard
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    That's quite powerful for a minor discipline. Hopefully there will be equally powerful alternative minor disciplines available otherwise I could see this discipline being a requirement. I kinda liked the idea of having 10 ability slots and now we're down to 8 by default. I'll wait to pass judgment but initially this seems like a big change that was slid into this update as a detail.
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    A+ hawk. you should draw more for sure!
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    You don't need to make them directly stronger, just make them get *less* weak as the seasons progress. Lessen their reliance on food and warmth, and they will naturally become stronger as the seasons pass.
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    Hi. got a reaction from JamesGoblin in who is on your KoS list?   
    I don't want to kill anyone. I do have a few people I want to jump out of stealth and /hug though.
     
     
    (including OP)
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    Hi. got a reaction from JamesGoblin in Subsistence and the "chicken ticker" - Official discussion thread   
    As someone who tends to jump constantly while playing 1st/3rd person games, I want to wholeheartedly come out against jumping costing food points
     
    everything else sounds cool though
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    Hello! Welcome!
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    Hi. reacted to Helix in Sorry. I really think you need to gut the skill tree system.   
    Pure passive statistical progression is boring. I'm hoping that promotions and disciplines spicy the game up.
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    Hi. reacted to Angelmar in Sorry. I really think you need to gut the skill tree system.   
    There is plenty of room for improvement, especially as there seems to be little to no meaningful customization.
     
    ACE can fix a lot of their issues by simply allowing players to advance to the next skill at 70 trains. The skill rate is not linear...1 to 70 is approx. equivalent to 70 to 85 time wise.
     
    In EVE, getting the last 20% out of skill takes a long time.... but for many skills and practically all the early ones they only require training to 60% or 80% before you can move on to the next skill. Thus a newbie can relatively quickly get up to 60% of a veterans abilities throughout the skill tree (and in doing so unlock a lot of new content/toys) and can then go back and finish up the last 20 to 40% of the benefits of those skills.
     
    It would be an easy change.
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    Hi. got a reaction from JamesGoblin in [-W-] Winterblades: Original thread   
    Wait I recognize all these names
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    I can't decide if I want Raph to adopt me or Elon Musk...2 dads?
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    Yep most gamers are fairly easy to predict and condition.
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