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    Thimble reacted to Duffy in [=CC=] Corvus Citadel   
    The Citadel is still going strong at the top of the Chaos board in the Trials! We’re always looking for new recruits, drop us a message or swing by our discord if interested.
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    Thimble reacted to Duffy in [=CC=] Corvus Citadel   
    Don’t know what to do? Need a home? Want to learn the ins and outs of Crowfall? Get into PvP and sieges? Then consider joining the Citadel today!
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    Thimble reacted to Urielle in [=CC=] Corvus Citadel   
    Yes, this! Huge vote for Corvus Citadel. Great team, really helpful, funnnnnn!
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    Thimble reacted to Zettafrag in Fort-ifications, batting down the hatches.   
    As it is right now on test if you die you can only re-spawn at a Dragon Statue, which are only in your Temple(at the start) and any Fort/Keep you currently occupy. Dying is quite punishing, and that's fine and all, really encourages you to make sure you're prepared to do whatever you're setting out to do. This also makes encroaching enemy territory a highly risky endeavor, whether it's simply scouting, ganking or whatever, if you die on the other side of the world where your faction owns no buildings you'll have to travel(in crow form) all the way back to somewhere you own a base, then if you want your stuff back, go all the way back through multiple maps again. All this makes owning a Fort and invaluable asset! The problem with this imo they have so many weaknesses, Forts aren't really safe in any way, and there is very little reason to spend any time inside a fort to do your crafting or rallying or what-not. So it would be really fantastic if we could fortify them in different ways. Repairing a wall takes two clicks with siege wood in your inventory, it takes a whole lot longer than that to take the wall down. It should take longer to build a Fort than knock it down.
    More utility could be given to Siege Engineer, or Stone-masonry (or maybe even adding a new Discipline that focuses on fort/keep upgrades and building) allowing them to upgrade wooden walls to stone, then from stone to stone with metal fortifications, add other things in like special training for guards (stealth detection, enhanced bleeds, alert sirens), add a magic barrier enchantment to walls that prevents enemies from teleporting inside, taller walls to prevent enemies from just jumping over them, deep foundations to prevent burrowing, install turrets or other permanent anti-siege/personnel weaponry. Additions like these could really bring the Forts up to a place where they are really worth spending time in, where people can actually feel safe to craft and rally in forward positions in order to take other objectives, start scouting missions, ganking operations etc.
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    Thimble got a reaction from JamesGoblin in ¿De donde son?   
    Soy en los Estados Unidos, pero mi familia están en Cataluña. Buenas!
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    Thimble got a reaction from lukeymate in Curious.. what’s the current population for game right now?   
    I actually love the game in the current state. I'm so excited for every patch to come, while at the same time enjoying the game for what it is until then. The patches are coming at a pretty good pace, too - about every 3-4 weeks. There are a couple of big changes coming that I think will dramatically improve things, like the character controller.
    Population, like srathor said, is usually a few hundred during peak times. It can drop down to only a few dozen at off peak times. During keep sieges, the zone cap of 100 is regularly hit in at least one zone and sometimes more than one, so there are big battles to take part in.
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    Thimble reacted to Arkade in Beta Availability   
    Buying any of the early access packages will give you immediate access to the LIVE server for as long as Crowfall exists. The LIVE server has the current, live patch level and is up 24/7 (excluding maintenance periods).
    TEST is where they will put new major patches before they go to LIVE. TEST is not always up, and you may not always have access to it when it is up. In the past, when they have had new milestones, they have put them on TEST and opened it to a limited number of people based on their test group, starting with the Pre-Alpha 1 group. Over the course of a week or two, they will normally get everyone access to it. Each early access package give you a different test group. The most expensive one puts you in the Alpha 2 group. The only reason that matters is for the TEST server, and only when new major milestones are being tested. 
    Right now LIVE is patched to 5.8.6 and TEST has 5.9. Everyone who has purchased the game currently has access to both. Keep in mind though that the game is still in Pre-Alpha. They are working hard to get it into Alpha, but it's still a little ways off. There are game systems that aren't in yet. The new player experience still needs work. And the game still needs a lot of polish. If you are expecting a completed game, you will probably be disappointed. But if you are okay with playing an unfinished game and want to both learn about the game and help make it better, then now is a good time to jump in.
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    Thimble got a reaction from soulein in [Warstory] The Battle of Wolf's Cry   
    Great to see this from the other side! I hadn't realized it was you who pulled me, that was a great pull! I was totally caught off guard. At the time, I was trying to say that we should form a defense on top of that rock outcropping to the right. But, alas, we just didn't have enough time before you guys hit us.
    Great job in the fight. We definitely outnumbered you guys, and you still won.
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    Thimble got a reaction from Kraahk in [RP] Corvus and the Fist   
    The corridor was adorned with tapestries depicting past battles. Thimble always loved walking through the Hall of Battle. Busts of vessels wielded by heroes of the Citadel dotted the walls as well, each one placed carefully on a pedestal that Stoneborn had shaped and grown out of the walls themselves.
    Coming to a large set of doors, Thimble pushed them open and entered the chamber beyond. The War Room was large and circular, with several cylindrical tables that were designed to be moved around the room to mimic the configuration of one of the many worlds they visit before the Hunger destroys them. Praelian, Battle Commander of a group that called themselves the Fist of the Empire, was next to one of the tables talking to Vanboozled, one of the Sergeants of the Citadel. As Thimble entered, they turned toward him.
    “Our forces will stage at the Temple in the Trial of Illara shortly,” Praelian said in his gruff voice, which Thimble noted was both strong and confident. “How many will you be able to bring to support us, Van?”
    “I’m hoping we can commit two squads to tonight’s siege. Many of our warriors have been busy with other … projects.” If Praelian’s voice was gruff, Vanboozled’s was pure gravel, coarse and grizzled, both broken and strengthened from a tremendous amount of experience leading forces in battle.
    “Great. Now that Thimble’s here, I’ll tell you about the plan for tonight,” Praelian began. He went on to describe what the Fist’s strategists had come up with.
    A few minutes later, two squads of Corvus Citadel and 3-4 squads of Fist of the Empire gathered at the Temple in the Trial of Illara, ready to move out. Suddenly, eight warriors bearing black shield crests with green triangles on them appeared. Though Chaos, they had become infamous for their past actions, and both Praelian and Vanboozled knew well to avoid them. Once the order was given to go through the portal to Aerynth, the black shields followed. The Fist broke off and went one way while the warriors of the Citadel went another, and the black shields split up as well, in an attempt to follow. Vanboozled led his two squads in a circular path, twice dodging around outcroppings, and finally one of the scouts reported that there were no more black shields following. The report came in that the Fist had managed to shake their pursuers as well, so the two groups met up in the forest named Wolf’s Cry, just southeast of the Tetuoria Taubaet Keep.
    Mere moments later, all eight of the black shield warriors showed up; they must have had a scout who was following undetected. Almost immediately following that, a horde of Balance was reported leaving the keep and heading straight toward where the Fist and the Citadel forces were gathered inside the tree line and behind a cliff. The black shields had somehow reported the hidden position to the enemy.
    There was not even enough time to pivot before the enemy was upon them. A bloody battle ensued, and right at the start the vessel that Thimble was wielding was netted and pulled into the middle of the enemy forces before he even had time to build up enough pyrotechnic energy to immolate. He managed to struggle out of the net just in time for his Elken hooves to carry him to safety - or so he thought. With one final bleat, the vessel succumbed to its wounds, and Thimble found himself in crow form at the nearby portal.
    It seemed that much of the rest of the force had met a similar fate shortly thereafter, because the order came to return to the Temple and make haste toward the Brookhurst portal. Intelligence came in that the force that had attacked them was Hy'shen Avari and that they had won despite the combined force of Corvus Citadel and Fist of the Empire outnumbering them.
    Once in Brookhurst, the Sunset Keep was only a short run from the portal they entered through. Because the order was to make best speed, Thimble immediately took off with the few who had gathered around him. His Elken legs carried him faster even than the pack pigs that the other warriors were riding, so he made the objective and met up with the Fist with his brothers in arms trailing behind him. Immediately, the Fist summoned an enormous trebuchet and began firing it at the walls. Before the rest of Corvus Citadel could catch up, though, a huge force of Order came flowing over the walls and out of the gates of the keep like a tidal wave. Thimble and his brothers and sisters fought valiantly alongside their allies, but it was impossible to last long against such an onslaught. Where they outnumbered the enemy by a small margin in the previous battle and still lost, they were now sorely outnumbered and they simply had no chance at all. Praelian gave the order for a tactical disengage, but by that time all of the Corvus warriors who were there had perished.
    Afterward, back at the Citadel, those who had taken part in the battles gathered in the War Room to discuss and learn from the events that had transpired. The next phase of Thimble’s plans for the White Crow was nearly upon them, and when he reported that to the others they became excited. Changes were coming, and as always Corvus Citadel would continue to work with their allies to defend the Chaos faction.
    Later, in his chamber within the Citadel, Thimble touched a piece of parchment in his pocket. A note, left on his vessel as it lay on the ground after the second battle, with three words: “Friendship is coming.”
     
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    Thimble got a reaction from Valgrim in [RP] Corvus and the Fist   
    The corridor was adorned with tapestries depicting past battles. Thimble always loved walking through the Hall of Battle. Busts of vessels wielded by heroes of the Citadel dotted the walls as well, each one placed carefully on a pedestal that Stoneborn had shaped and grown out of the walls themselves.
    Coming to a large set of doors, Thimble pushed them open and entered the chamber beyond. The War Room was large and circular, with several cylindrical tables that were designed to be moved around the room to mimic the configuration of one of the many worlds they visit before the Hunger destroys them. Praelian, Battle Commander of a group that called themselves the Fist of the Empire, was next to one of the tables talking to Vanboozled, one of the Sergeants of the Citadel. As Thimble entered, they turned toward him.
    “Our forces will stage at the Temple in the Trial of Illara shortly,” Praelian said in his gruff voice, which Thimble noted was both strong and confident. “How many will you be able to bring to support us, Van?”
    “I’m hoping we can commit two squads to tonight’s siege. Many of our warriors have been busy with other … projects.” If Praelian’s voice was gruff, Vanboozled’s was pure gravel, coarse and grizzled, both broken and strengthened from a tremendous amount of experience leading forces in battle.
    “Great. Now that Thimble’s here, I’ll tell you about the plan for tonight,” Praelian began. He went on to describe what the Fist’s strategists had come up with.
    A few minutes later, two squads of Corvus Citadel and 3-4 squads of Fist of the Empire gathered at the Temple in the Trial of Illara, ready to move out. Suddenly, eight warriors bearing black shield crests with green triangles on them appeared. Though Chaos, they had become infamous for their past actions, and both Praelian and Vanboozled knew well to avoid them. Once the order was given to go through the portal to Aerynth, the black shields followed. The Fist broke off and went one way while the warriors of the Citadel went another, and the black shields split up as well, in an attempt to follow. Vanboozled led his two squads in a circular path, twice dodging around outcroppings, and finally one of the scouts reported that there were no more black shields following. The report came in that the Fist had managed to shake their pursuers as well, so the two groups met up in the forest named Wolf’s Cry, just southeast of the Tetuoria Taubaet Keep.
    Mere moments later, all eight of the black shield warriors showed up; they must have had a scout who was following undetected. Almost immediately following that, a horde of Balance was reported leaving the keep and heading straight toward where the Fist and the Citadel forces were gathered inside the tree line and behind a cliff. The black shields had somehow reported the hidden position to the enemy.
    There was not even enough time to pivot before the enemy was upon them. A bloody battle ensued, and right at the start the vessel that Thimble was wielding was netted and pulled into the middle of the enemy forces before he even had time to build up enough pyrotechnic energy to immolate. He managed to struggle out of the net just in time for his Elken hooves to carry him to safety - or so he thought. With one final bleat, the vessel succumbed to its wounds, and Thimble found himself in crow form at the nearby portal.
    It seemed that much of the rest of the force had met a similar fate shortly thereafter, because the order came to return to the Temple and make haste toward the Brookhurst portal. Intelligence came in that the force that had attacked them was Hy'shen Avari and that they had won despite the combined force of Corvus Citadel and Fist of the Empire outnumbering them.
    Once in Brookhurst, the Sunset Keep was only a short run from the portal they entered through. Because the order was to make best speed, Thimble immediately took off with the few who had gathered around him. His Elken legs carried him faster even than the pack pigs that the other warriors were riding, so he made the objective and met up with the Fist with his brothers in arms trailing behind him. Immediately, the Fist summoned an enormous trebuchet and began firing it at the walls. Before the rest of Corvus Citadel could catch up, though, a huge force of Order came flowing over the walls and out of the gates of the keep like a tidal wave. Thimble and his brothers and sisters fought valiantly alongside their allies, but it was impossible to last long against such an onslaught. Where they outnumbered the enemy by a small margin in the previous battle and still lost, they were now sorely outnumbered and they simply had no chance at all. Praelian gave the order for a tactical disengage, but by that time all of the Corvus warriors who were there had perished.
    Afterward, back at the Citadel, those who had taken part in the battles gathered in the War Room to discuss and learn from the events that had transpired. The next phase of Thimble’s plans for the White Crow was nearly upon them, and when he reported that to the others they became excited. Changes were coming, and as always Corvus Citadel would continue to work with their allies to defend the Chaos faction.
    Later, in his chamber within the Citadel, Thimble touched a piece of parchment in his pocket. A note, left on his vessel as it lay on the ground after the second battle, with three words: “Friendship is coming.”
     
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    Thimble got a reaction from Zettafrag in [RP] Corvus and the Fist   
    The corridor was adorned with tapestries depicting past battles. Thimble always loved walking through the Hall of Battle. Busts of vessels wielded by heroes of the Citadel dotted the walls as well, each one placed carefully on a pedestal that Stoneborn had shaped and grown out of the walls themselves.
    Coming to a large set of doors, Thimble pushed them open and entered the chamber beyond. The War Room was large and circular, with several cylindrical tables that were designed to be moved around the room to mimic the configuration of one of the many worlds they visit before the Hunger destroys them. Praelian, Battle Commander of a group that called themselves the Fist of the Empire, was next to one of the tables talking to Vanboozled, one of the Sergeants of the Citadel. As Thimble entered, they turned toward him.
    “Our forces will stage at the Temple in the Trial of Illara shortly,” Praelian said in his gruff voice, which Thimble noted was both strong and confident. “How many will you be able to bring to support us, Van?”
    “I’m hoping we can commit two squads to tonight’s siege. Many of our warriors have been busy with other … projects.” If Praelian’s voice was gruff, Vanboozled’s was pure gravel, coarse and grizzled, both broken and strengthened from a tremendous amount of experience leading forces in battle.
    “Great. Now that Thimble’s here, I’ll tell you about the plan for tonight,” Praelian began. He went on to describe what the Fist’s strategists had come up with.
    A few minutes later, two squads of Corvus Citadel and 3-4 squads of Fist of the Empire gathered at the Temple in the Trial of Illara, ready to move out. Suddenly, eight warriors bearing black shield crests with green triangles on them appeared. Though Chaos, they had become infamous for their past actions, and both Praelian and Vanboozled knew well to avoid them. Once the order was given to go through the portal to Aerynth, the black shields followed. The Fist broke off and went one way while the warriors of the Citadel went another, and the black shields split up as well, in an attempt to follow. Vanboozled led his two squads in a circular path, twice dodging around outcroppings, and finally one of the scouts reported that there were no more black shields following. The report came in that the Fist had managed to shake their pursuers as well, so the two groups met up in the forest named Wolf’s Cry, just southeast of the Tetuoria Taubaet Keep.
    Mere moments later, all eight of the black shield warriors showed up; they must have had a scout who was following undetected. Almost immediately following that, a horde of Balance was reported leaving the keep and heading straight toward where the Fist and the Citadel forces were gathered inside the tree line and behind a cliff. The black shields had somehow reported the hidden position to the enemy.
    There was not even enough time to pivot before the enemy was upon them. A bloody battle ensued, and right at the start the vessel that Thimble was wielding was netted and pulled into the middle of the enemy forces before he even had time to build up enough pyrotechnic energy to immolate. He managed to struggle out of the net just in time for his Elken hooves to carry him to safety - or so he thought. With one final bleat, the vessel succumbed to its wounds, and Thimble found himself in crow form at the nearby portal.
    It seemed that much of the rest of the force had met a similar fate shortly thereafter, because the order came to return to the Temple and make haste toward the Brookhurst portal. Intelligence came in that the force that had attacked them was Hy'shen Avari and that they had won despite the combined force of Corvus Citadel and Fist of the Empire outnumbering them.
    Once in Brookhurst, the Sunset Keep was only a short run from the portal they entered through. Because the order was to make best speed, Thimble immediately took off with the few who had gathered around him. His Elken legs carried him faster even than the pack pigs that the other warriors were riding, so he made the objective and met up with the Fist with his brothers in arms trailing behind him. Immediately, the Fist summoned an enormous trebuchet and began firing it at the walls. Before the rest of Corvus Citadel could catch up, though, a huge force of Order came flowing over the walls and out of the gates of the keep like a tidal wave. Thimble and his brothers and sisters fought valiantly alongside their allies, but it was impossible to last long against such an onslaught. Where they outnumbered the enemy by a small margin in the previous battle and still lost, they were now sorely outnumbered and they simply had no chance at all. Praelian gave the order for a tactical disengage, but by that time all of the Corvus warriors who were there had perished.
    Afterward, back at the Citadel, those who had taken part in the battles gathered in the War Room to discuss and learn from the events that had transpired. The next phase of Thimble’s plans for the White Crow was nearly upon them, and when he reported that to the others they became excited. Changes were coming, and as always Corvus Citadel would continue to work with their allies to defend the Chaos faction.
    Later, in his chamber within the Citadel, Thimble touched a piece of parchment in his pocket. A note, left on his vessel as it lay on the ground after the second battle, with three words: “Friendship is coming.”
     
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    Thimble got a reaction from zolixx in [RP] Corvus and the Fist   
    The corridor was adorned with tapestries depicting past battles. Thimble always loved walking through the Hall of Battle. Busts of vessels wielded by heroes of the Citadel dotted the walls as well, each one placed carefully on a pedestal that Stoneborn had shaped and grown out of the walls themselves.
    Coming to a large set of doors, Thimble pushed them open and entered the chamber beyond. The War Room was large and circular, with several cylindrical tables that were designed to be moved around the room to mimic the configuration of one of the many worlds they visit before the Hunger destroys them. Praelian, Battle Commander of a group that called themselves the Fist of the Empire, was next to one of the tables talking to Vanboozled, one of the Sergeants of the Citadel. As Thimble entered, they turned toward him.
    “Our forces will stage at the Temple in the Trial of Illara shortly,” Praelian said in his gruff voice, which Thimble noted was both strong and confident. “How many will you be able to bring to support us, Van?”
    “I’m hoping we can commit two squads to tonight’s siege. Many of our warriors have been busy with other … projects.” If Praelian’s voice was gruff, Vanboozled’s was pure gravel, coarse and grizzled, both broken and strengthened from a tremendous amount of experience leading forces in battle.
    “Great. Now that Thimble’s here, I’ll tell you about the plan for tonight,” Praelian began. He went on to describe what the Fist’s strategists had come up with.
    A few minutes later, two squads of Corvus Citadel and 3-4 squads of Fist of the Empire gathered at the Temple in the Trial of Illara, ready to move out. Suddenly, eight warriors bearing black shield crests with green triangles on them appeared. Though Chaos, they had become infamous for their past actions, and both Praelian and Vanboozled knew well to avoid them. Once the order was given to go through the portal to Aerynth, the black shields followed. The Fist broke off and went one way while the warriors of the Citadel went another, and the black shields split up as well, in an attempt to follow. Vanboozled led his two squads in a circular path, twice dodging around outcroppings, and finally one of the scouts reported that there were no more black shields following. The report came in that the Fist had managed to shake their pursuers as well, so the two groups met up in the forest named Wolf’s Cry, just southeast of the Tetuoria Taubaet Keep.
    Mere moments later, all eight of the black shield warriors showed up; they must have had a scout who was following undetected. Almost immediately following that, a horde of Balance was reported leaving the keep and heading straight toward where the Fist and the Citadel forces were gathered inside the tree line and behind a cliff. The black shields had somehow reported the hidden position to the enemy.
    There was not even enough time to pivot before the enemy was upon them. A bloody battle ensued, and right at the start the vessel that Thimble was wielding was netted and pulled into the middle of the enemy forces before he even had time to build up enough pyrotechnic energy to immolate. He managed to struggle out of the net just in time for his Elken hooves to carry him to safety - or so he thought. With one final bleat, the vessel succumbed to its wounds, and Thimble found himself in crow form at the nearby portal.
    It seemed that much of the rest of the force had met a similar fate shortly thereafter, because the order came to return to the Temple and make haste toward the Brookhurst portal. Intelligence came in that the force that had attacked them was Hy'shen Avari and that they had won despite the combined force of Corvus Citadel and Fist of the Empire outnumbering them.
    Once in Brookhurst, the Sunset Keep was only a short run from the portal they entered through. Because the order was to make best speed, Thimble immediately took off with the few who had gathered around him. His Elken legs carried him faster even than the pack pigs that the other warriors were riding, so he made the objective and met up with the Fist with his brothers in arms trailing behind him. Immediately, the Fist summoned an enormous trebuchet and began firing it at the walls. Before the rest of Corvus Citadel could catch up, though, a huge force of Order came flowing over the walls and out of the gates of the keep like a tidal wave. Thimble and his brothers and sisters fought valiantly alongside their allies, but it was impossible to last long against such an onslaught. Where they outnumbered the enemy by a small margin in the previous battle and still lost, they were now sorely outnumbered and they simply had no chance at all. Praelian gave the order for a tactical disengage, but by that time all of the Corvus warriors who were there had perished.
    Afterward, back at the Citadel, those who had taken part in the battles gathered in the War Room to discuss and learn from the events that had transpired. The next phase of Thimble’s plans for the White Crow was nearly upon them, and when he reported that to the others they became excited. Changes were coming, and as always Corvus Citadel would continue to work with their allies to defend the Chaos faction.
    Later, in his chamber within the Citadel, Thimble touched a piece of parchment in his pocket. A note, left on his vessel as it lay on the ground after the second battle, with three words: “Friendship is coming.”
     
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    Thimble got a reaction from Grimmel in [RP] Corvus and the Fist   
    The corridor was adorned with tapestries depicting past battles. Thimble always loved walking through the Hall of Battle. Busts of vessels wielded by heroes of the Citadel dotted the walls as well, each one placed carefully on a pedestal that Stoneborn had shaped and grown out of the walls themselves.
    Coming to a large set of doors, Thimble pushed them open and entered the chamber beyond. The War Room was large and circular, with several cylindrical tables that were designed to be moved around the room to mimic the configuration of one of the many worlds they visit before the Hunger destroys them. Praelian, Battle Commander of a group that called themselves the Fist of the Empire, was next to one of the tables talking to Vanboozled, one of the Sergeants of the Citadel. As Thimble entered, they turned toward him.
    “Our forces will stage at the Temple in the Trial of Illara shortly,” Praelian said in his gruff voice, which Thimble noted was both strong and confident. “How many will you be able to bring to support us, Van?”
    “I’m hoping we can commit two squads to tonight’s siege. Many of our warriors have been busy with other … projects.” If Praelian’s voice was gruff, Vanboozled’s was pure gravel, coarse and grizzled, both broken and strengthened from a tremendous amount of experience leading forces in battle.
    “Great. Now that Thimble’s here, I’ll tell you about the plan for tonight,” Praelian began. He went on to describe what the Fist’s strategists had come up with.
    A few minutes later, two squads of Corvus Citadel and 3-4 squads of Fist of the Empire gathered at the Temple in the Trial of Illara, ready to move out. Suddenly, eight warriors bearing black shield crests with green triangles on them appeared. Though Chaos, they had become infamous for their past actions, and both Praelian and Vanboozled knew well to avoid them. Once the order was given to go through the portal to Aerynth, the black shields followed. The Fist broke off and went one way while the warriors of the Citadel went another, and the black shields split up as well, in an attempt to follow. Vanboozled led his two squads in a circular path, twice dodging around outcroppings, and finally one of the scouts reported that there were no more black shields following. The report came in that the Fist had managed to shake their pursuers as well, so the two groups met up in the forest named Wolf’s Cry, just southeast of the Tetuoria Taubaet Keep.
    Mere moments later, all eight of the black shield warriors showed up; they must have had a scout who was following undetected. Almost immediately following that, a horde of Balance was reported leaving the keep and heading straight toward where the Fist and the Citadel forces were gathered inside the tree line and behind a cliff. The black shields had somehow reported the hidden position to the enemy.
    There was not even enough time to pivot before the enemy was upon them. A bloody battle ensued, and right at the start the vessel that Thimble was wielding was netted and pulled into the middle of the enemy forces before he even had time to build up enough pyrotechnic energy to immolate. He managed to struggle out of the net just in time for his Elken hooves to carry him to safety - or so he thought. With one final bleat, the vessel succumbed to its wounds, and Thimble found himself in crow form at the nearby portal.
    It seemed that much of the rest of the force had met a similar fate shortly thereafter, because the order came to return to the Temple and make haste toward the Brookhurst portal. Intelligence came in that the force that had attacked them was Hy'shen Avari and that they had won despite the combined force of Corvus Citadel and Fist of the Empire outnumbering them.
    Once in Brookhurst, the Sunset Keep was only a short run from the portal they entered through. Because the order was to make best speed, Thimble immediately took off with the few who had gathered around him. His Elken legs carried him faster even than the pack pigs that the other warriors were riding, so he made the objective and met up with the Fist with his brothers in arms trailing behind him. Immediately, the Fist summoned an enormous trebuchet and began firing it at the walls. Before the rest of Corvus Citadel could catch up, though, a huge force of Order came flowing over the walls and out of the gates of the keep like a tidal wave. Thimble and his brothers and sisters fought valiantly alongside their allies, but it was impossible to last long against such an onslaught. Where they outnumbered the enemy by a small margin in the previous battle and still lost, they were now sorely outnumbered and they simply had no chance at all. Praelian gave the order for a tactical disengage, but by that time all of the Corvus warriors who were there had perished.
    Afterward, back at the Citadel, those who had taken part in the battles gathered in the War Room to discuss and learn from the events that had transpired. The next phase of Thimble’s plans for the White Crow was nearly upon them, and when he reported that to the others they became excited. Changes were coming, and as always Corvus Citadel would continue to work with their allies to defend the Chaos faction.
    Later, in his chamber within the Citadel, Thimble touched a piece of parchment in his pocket. A note, left on his vessel as it lay on the ground after the second battle, with three words: “Friendship is coming.”
     
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    Thimble got a reaction from Vanboozled in [RP] Corvus and the Fist   
    The corridor was adorned with tapestries depicting past battles. Thimble always loved walking through the Hall of Battle. Busts of vessels wielded by heroes of the Citadel dotted the walls as well, each one placed carefully on a pedestal that Stoneborn had shaped and grown out of the walls themselves.
    Coming to a large set of doors, Thimble pushed them open and entered the chamber beyond. The War Room was large and circular, with several cylindrical tables that were designed to be moved around the room to mimic the configuration of one of the many worlds they visit before the Hunger destroys them. Praelian, Battle Commander of a group that called themselves the Fist of the Empire, was next to one of the tables talking to Vanboozled, one of the Sergeants of the Citadel. As Thimble entered, they turned toward him.
    “Our forces will stage at the Temple in the Trial of Illara shortly,” Praelian said in his gruff voice, which Thimble noted was both strong and confident. “How many will you be able to bring to support us, Van?”
    “I’m hoping we can commit two squads to tonight’s siege. Many of our warriors have been busy with other … projects.” If Praelian’s voice was gruff, Vanboozled’s was pure gravel, coarse and grizzled, both broken and strengthened from a tremendous amount of experience leading forces in battle.
    “Great. Now that Thimble’s here, I’ll tell you about the plan for tonight,” Praelian began. He went on to describe what the Fist’s strategists had come up with.
    A few minutes later, two squads of Corvus Citadel and 3-4 squads of Fist of the Empire gathered at the Temple in the Trial of Illara, ready to move out. Suddenly, eight warriors bearing black shield crests with green triangles on them appeared. Though Chaos, they had become infamous for their past actions, and both Praelian and Vanboozled knew well to avoid them. Once the order was given to go through the portal to Aerynth, the black shields followed. The Fist broke off and went one way while the warriors of the Citadel went another, and the black shields split up as well, in an attempt to follow. Vanboozled led his two squads in a circular path, twice dodging around outcroppings, and finally one of the scouts reported that there were no more black shields following. The report came in that the Fist had managed to shake their pursuers as well, so the two groups met up in the forest named Wolf’s Cry, just southeast of the Tetuoria Taubaet Keep.
    Mere moments later, all eight of the black shield warriors showed up; they must have had a scout who was following undetected. Almost immediately following that, a horde of Balance was reported leaving the keep and heading straight toward where the Fist and the Citadel forces were gathered inside the tree line and behind a cliff. The black shields had somehow reported the hidden position to the enemy.
    There was not even enough time to pivot before the enemy was upon them. A bloody battle ensued, and right at the start the vessel that Thimble was wielding was netted and pulled into the middle of the enemy forces before he even had time to build up enough pyrotechnic energy to immolate. He managed to struggle out of the net just in time for his Elken hooves to carry him to safety - or so he thought. With one final bleat, the vessel succumbed to its wounds, and Thimble found himself in crow form at the nearby portal.
    It seemed that much of the rest of the force had met a similar fate shortly thereafter, because the order came to return to the Temple and make haste toward the Brookhurst portal. Intelligence came in that the force that had attacked them was Hy'shen Avari and that they had won despite the combined force of Corvus Citadel and Fist of the Empire outnumbering them.
    Once in Brookhurst, the Sunset Keep was only a short run from the portal they entered through. Because the order was to make best speed, Thimble immediately took off with the few who had gathered around him. His Elken legs carried him faster even than the pack pigs that the other warriors were riding, so he made the objective and met up with the Fist with his brothers in arms trailing behind him. Immediately, the Fist summoned an enormous trebuchet and began firing it at the walls. Before the rest of Corvus Citadel could catch up, though, a huge force of Order came flowing over the walls and out of the gates of the keep like a tidal wave. Thimble and his brothers and sisters fought valiantly alongside their allies, but it was impossible to last long against such an onslaught. Where they outnumbered the enemy by a small margin in the previous battle and still lost, they were now sorely outnumbered and they simply had no chance at all. Praelian gave the order for a tactical disengage, but by that time all of the Corvus warriors who were there had perished.
    Afterward, back at the Citadel, those who had taken part in the battles gathered in the War Room to discuss and learn from the events that had transpired. The next phase of Thimble’s plans for the White Crow was nearly upon them, and when he reported that to the others they became excited. Changes were coming, and as always Corvus Citadel would continue to work with their allies to defend the Chaos faction.
    Later, in his chamber within the Citadel, Thimble touched a piece of parchment in his pocket. A note, left on his vessel as it lay on the ground after the second battle, with three words: “Friendship is coming.”
     
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    Thimble got a reaction from Groovin in [RP] Corvus and the Fist   
    The corridor was adorned with tapestries depicting past battles. Thimble always loved walking through the Hall of Battle. Busts of vessels wielded by heroes of the Citadel dotted the walls as well, each one placed carefully on a pedestal that Stoneborn had shaped and grown out of the walls themselves.
    Coming to a large set of doors, Thimble pushed them open and entered the chamber beyond. The War Room was large and circular, with several cylindrical tables that were designed to be moved around the room to mimic the configuration of one of the many worlds they visit before the Hunger destroys them. Praelian, Battle Commander of a group that called themselves the Fist of the Empire, was next to one of the tables talking to Vanboozled, one of the Sergeants of the Citadel. As Thimble entered, they turned toward him.
    “Our forces will stage at the Temple in the Trial of Illara shortly,” Praelian said in his gruff voice, which Thimble noted was both strong and confident. “How many will you be able to bring to support us, Van?”
    “I’m hoping we can commit two squads to tonight’s siege. Many of our warriors have been busy with other … projects.” If Praelian’s voice was gruff, Vanboozled’s was pure gravel, coarse and grizzled, both broken and strengthened from a tremendous amount of experience leading forces in battle.
    “Great. Now that Thimble’s here, I’ll tell you about the plan for tonight,” Praelian began. He went on to describe what the Fist’s strategists had come up with.
    A few minutes later, two squads of Corvus Citadel and 3-4 squads of Fist of the Empire gathered at the Temple in the Trial of Illara, ready to move out. Suddenly, eight warriors bearing black shield crests with green triangles on them appeared. Though Chaos, they had become infamous for their past actions, and both Praelian and Vanboozled knew well to avoid them. Once the order was given to go through the portal to Aerynth, the black shields followed. The Fist broke off and went one way while the warriors of the Citadel went another, and the black shields split up as well, in an attempt to follow. Vanboozled led his two squads in a circular path, twice dodging around outcroppings, and finally one of the scouts reported that there were no more black shields following. The report came in that the Fist had managed to shake their pursuers as well, so the two groups met up in the forest named Wolf’s Cry, just southeast of the Tetuoria Taubaet Keep.
    Mere moments later, all eight of the black shield warriors showed up; they must have had a scout who was following undetected. Almost immediately following that, a horde of Balance was reported leaving the keep and heading straight toward where the Fist and the Citadel forces were gathered inside the tree line and behind a cliff. The black shields had somehow reported the hidden position to the enemy.
    There was not even enough time to pivot before the enemy was upon them. A bloody battle ensued, and right at the start the vessel that Thimble was wielding was netted and pulled into the middle of the enemy forces before he even had time to build up enough pyrotechnic energy to immolate. He managed to struggle out of the net just in time for his Elken hooves to carry him to safety - or so he thought. With one final bleat, the vessel succumbed to its wounds, and Thimble found himself in crow form at the nearby portal.
    It seemed that much of the rest of the force had met a similar fate shortly thereafter, because the order came to return to the Temple and make haste toward the Brookhurst portal. Intelligence came in that the force that had attacked them was Hy'shen Avari and that they had won despite the combined force of Corvus Citadel and Fist of the Empire outnumbering them.
    Once in Brookhurst, the Sunset Keep was only a short run from the portal they entered through. Because the order was to make best speed, Thimble immediately took off with the few who had gathered around him. His Elken legs carried him faster even than the pack pigs that the other warriors were riding, so he made the objective and met up with the Fist with his brothers in arms trailing behind him. Immediately, the Fist summoned an enormous trebuchet and began firing it at the walls. Before the rest of Corvus Citadel could catch up, though, a huge force of Order came flowing over the walls and out of the gates of the keep like a tidal wave. Thimble and his brothers and sisters fought valiantly alongside their allies, but it was impossible to last long against such an onslaught. Where they outnumbered the enemy by a small margin in the previous battle and still lost, they were now sorely outnumbered and they simply had no chance at all. Praelian gave the order for a tactical disengage, but by that time all of the Corvus warriors who were there had perished.
    Afterward, back at the Citadel, those who had taken part in the battles gathered in the War Room to discuss and learn from the events that had transpired. The next phase of Thimble’s plans for the White Crow was nearly upon them, and when he reported that to the others they became excited. Changes were coming, and as always Corvus Citadel would continue to work with their allies to defend the Chaos faction.
    Later, in his chamber within the Citadel, Thimble touched a piece of parchment in his pocket. A note, left on his vessel as it lay on the ground after the second battle, with three words: “Friendship is coming.”
     
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    Thimble reacted to Thromdeir in Questions for the Devs!   
    Fixed that for you.
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    Thimble got a reaction from Thromdeir in Questions for the Devs!   
    Do you mean like outside of campaigns? I expect that a successful small mercenary group could definitely have assets. They're going to be making money as well as exporting stuff from campaigns just like anyone else. There will also be public marketplaces where they will be able to get anything they want made, I'm sure. So a group with a lot of coin wouldn't necessarily have to have the same level of logistics as a more all-for-one-and-one-for-all big guild would.
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    Thimble got a reaction from Thromdeir in Questions for the Devs!   
    Actually, this play style sounds like a ton of fun. If I wasn't super busy I'd probably try it out. I imagine there will be no shortage of applicants, so successful merc groups will be able to pick the best, especially if they establish a good rep early on and keep it. In that way, staying small would actually be an advantage.
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    Thimble got a reaction from Thromdeir in Questions for the Devs!   
    I've been thinking about this ever since a small group came to us and wanted to run with Corvus Citadel without actually joining. I think there absolutely is a place in Crowfall for small guilds. Most obviously is the mechanic mentioned early on where a guild could pledge itself to another guild. I'm not sure how that'll actually work, but I look forward to further design discussion. But aside from that, small groups will thrive as sort of mercenaries, hiring their whole group out to help with Dregs or other campaign types. I imagine that if there's a small group that makes a good name for themselves they could probably charge a hefty price, especially if they're very active.
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    Thimble reacted to blazzen in Questions for the Devs!   
    You can count balance numbers from Monk's stream the other night. I think a few died before he got there because I recall killing a few on the tree early on. 
    Between HoA, W, Clams and Infernal I count 58 names (accidently had kuibla twice below) from what I could see in his video.
    Order gets anywhere from 20-30 people each night so 2:1 odds is about right. That doesn't mean we're always fighting 2:1 odds because Balance splits its force which means we get even fights to start the night but by the end we're facing 2:1 odds in the last fight of the night.
    Yes, yes, I know - as @mandalore would say "Go get some friends". Just remember that when the tables have turned. 
    https://www.twitch.tv/videos/415086540?t=186s    
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    Thimble got a reaction from JamesGoblin in To death and back again - Official discussion thread   
    Did you make this? You should win War Stories hands down. Just awesome.
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    Thimble reacted to corvax in Questions for the Devs!   
    In the future, please run your Chaos/Order agreements through me first, and I can save you time and effort on how the next agreement will work out for ya 😁
    And yes ignoring, breaking, and circumventing agreements/truces/NAP's that cannot be enforced, is the oldest ruse in the book. In simpler terms 'outfoxed'
    You can learn something by understanding the circumstances of the entire engagement including how Scarlett solo capped a keep. Or you can continue to build straw men about numbers and believe your own propaganda.
    Fact is fact, Scarlett took a keep as a single player and that has ramifications larger than who is grinding who down with numbers. It really was quite elegant how she has been setting up the Knock out punch for weeks, I'd go into more detail, but it's obvious I have lost your interest.
    Thanks for your reply.
     
     
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    Thimble got a reaction from JamesGoblin in Questions for the Devs!   
    Alright, I feel like I have to step in here. When SmokinJoker mentions numbers, he's not talking about in one zone; obviously that would be silly because Chaos and Order combined were about 45 people, so the most Balance could have had in the last fight was 55, and it's likely to have been 10 or so less because of random gatherers and spies.
    Balance has shown regularly that they can field enough to put up a strong defense at two keeps. 100 may be an exaggeration, but I certainly don't think it's more than double the reality. The truth probably lies in between somewhere.
    That said, props to Balance for being able to do that. Zerging seems to imply lack of individual skill so the group has to rely on numbers; I can tell you from fighting Winterblades and HoA frequently that skill is not in question. No, claiming a side is zerging is just a way of expressing frustration over a numerical disadvantage. If you have more people, bring them. Why tell some of your own guys that they can't come to a siege? That's the only alternative and that's silly.
    I think the point SmokinJoker is making is that we've seen people jump to the faction that has the numbers. People want to win, and that's the path of least resistance in a lot of cases. But that only makes the winning side even stronger. Most of Order used to be Chaos and both factions have grown since the split so I think if we merged again we'd be equal to Balance, but then we'll just always be zone capped and people will be sitting out in a queue while the fighting is happening and that's just not fun. That leads to sitting in zone hours ahead of time, and honestly I'm glad that time is behind us.
    At this point, the most fun is when Chaos and Order fight each other and Balance stays out of it. I think many on Order and Chaos would agree with me on that. And that's unfortunate. But when you have a faction that's good because they're skilled and organized, and then you see other groups and individuals join that faction on top of that, it creates a cascade effect. That's, ultimately, the problem.
    That said, Corvus Citadel will always be Chaos and we've shown that we don't give up. So we'll see you on the battlefield.
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