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I've heard better insults.

Have you heard better dwarfish insults?

Quote from: Iituem on July 07, 2009, 09:02:01 am

There's an Axis of Fire between Rhuax and Garish, actually.

There are also the Defenders of Good (for lack of a better more creative name) made up of Usaria, me(Kryz), and Titus. Though, everybody seems to have forgotten about it.

Wait, I thought that was the alliance?

How many pantheons are there now?

The alliance is the only one I recall.

Also, from tomorrow (Wednesday) I'll be gone for a week, so I won't be able to communicate with anyone else.

I think we should go on without shourke. She didn't post last time either. Or the time before that. Or the time before that. Maybe the time before that, I didn't check.

I think she's busy with her RtD helping program.

If Toady nerfed ballistas, I would just un-nerf them, and delete the cannon entires from the raws.

That's the beauty of having a game based around text files. You could include cannons and a system for gunpowder but delete them if you personally disagree with them.

I'm not sure myself about cannons, but I definitely think gunpowder should be added, as it has a lot of potential.

Over time, creatures learned to smith with hammer and anvil, to write stories and music, to craft in every way imaginable. These creative outlets allowed a being to pour their very essence into their projects. There was a moment, one single moment, in which every anvil in the world was struck simultaneously, every writer wrote his last word, every musucian his last note and every crafter of wood or stone, stood back to admire their work, their thought made manifest. That single ringing echo of steel, and scratch of parchment and wooden thump and stoney clang echoed across the Void filled with the passion of their crafters. Volundr was born.

Volundr surveys the dismal universe and decides, like other gods, to make his own plane.

He opens a small gap in the Void and steps through, surveying the nothingness.
'This is as good a place as any to setup shop' He thought. He clapped his hands and his plane was formed.


He threw down a bit of metal dust from his battered blacksmith apron, then expanded each particle to an island, floating upon nothing. There were 7 Islands in total.
He built great bridges to connect the planes, out of black marble
He built a plain to feed the imagination. An Island for smiths, with forges and tools. An Island for writers with librarys, for inspiration. An Island for Musicians, with every kind of instrument imaginable. An Island for stonecrafters, with perfect stones. An Island for Woodcrafters. There were 2 islands left, one he kept for himself, the smallest island, but the highest up. The other, the largest was moved to the middle of the other islands. He deemed that The Centre. He then filled it with things to amues his future people. Gigantic theaters able to house thousands of spectactors, infused with magic so all things were possible on stage. Towers, to impossibly tall to exist. And many more things.

He was happy with his creation. He headed of to his island, to start his furnace going, then stopped and realsed that every craftsman needs an apprentice. So he made one. And named him aptly, calling him; The Apprentice.

Jackrabbit's popularity = Impatience of player x No. of Rolls.

Due to a high increase in U/w or Updates per week, player are happier.

Hence, Logic reigns once more.

Sincere apologies, I can't get it to go full size.