Install Steam
sign in
|
language
简体中文 (Simplified Chinese)
繁體中文 (Traditional Chinese)
日本語 (Japanese)
한국어 (Korean)
ไทย (Thai)
Български (Bulgarian)
Čeština (Czech)
Dansk (Danish)
Deutsch (German)
Español - España (Spanish - Spain)
Español - Latinoamérica (Spanish - Latin America)
Ελληνικά (Greek)
Français (French)
Italiano (Italian)
Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
Magyar (Hungarian)
Nederlands (Dutch)
Norsk (Norwegian)
Polski (Polish)
Português (Portuguese - Portugal)
Português - Brasil (Portuguese - Brazil)
Română (Romanian)
Русский (Russian)
Suomi (Finnish)
Svenska (Swedish)
Türkçe (Turkish)
Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
Українська (Ukrainian)
Report a translation problem


and not just raided. They left base protection off last night (assuming on purpose) and literally wiped out everything we had in our compound. Uhh ok? I guess you don't want people to play on your server? I mean we've been raided and had everything stolen but they left the base intact and we carried on but the admins intentionally don't activate the weekday base protection and wipe our entire base out for fun? K.
i feel i'm just being an idiot and some how a saber-tooth killed them or another player did it, but i just want to know what could possibly end their short hopeless lives.
i was once a wizard but i was banished from the isle of magic. i was drifiting for days untill a huge storm came up and my raft got destroyed and i washed up on a beach with a club among other things. i am determined to use my magic for good and become the great wisard of the land among other great wizards of the land
As a child, my village was attacked by a band of marauding hoodlams. My father valiantly tried to defend the community, but in the end they murdered my mother and cut out my tongue. Before they could also end my life, a great knight came through town and slew the vermin and rescued everyone else.
Since that day I have pledged my life to him and followed him as a squire helping him to find the solace he seeks.
I am a human from a poor family. Every friend and family I ever had is now gone or dead. I am trying to find someplace that I may call home. I may find it or not. Either way I will ensure my survival by any means.
I am of noble blood but was hidden away by my mother and father. Despite growing up with a poor family i always had the ability to find opportunity where others could not and amass great riches nobody expected, it wasn't until people started to realize this that problems arose, daily thieving, daily destruction of property and frequent backwater trips off a cliff. now i seek refuge in hopes of continuing my legacy
My father was a judge and my mother was servent for the former queen/king back in the days. As I grew up I wanted to be a peoples man. Not a man that want glory and crowns above my head. There are, if we like it or not, more peasants than kings and queens. If I could serve the people, making a hard days work be worth it after an ale on my tavern, then I would fulfill my dream. I say, the people need food and drinks. Thats why Mr. Fish were born. PS. Of course the King is welcome. He also will have his own VIP table (the same table can be rented for marriage or other purposes). Best regards, Mr. Fish, the innkeeper.
An eldest Son, A wanderer, and the last keeper of flames. Having lost his place amongst his own people for allowing the ancient fire spirits of his ancestors to extinguish one cold and bitter night; Chaka was banished and left bereft of all he knew. He began he began to journey across the the blue plains of the great spirit in search of those who knew the secrets of the flame, but in the process he was found and pittied by a great tribal elder, Bonky the wise; Bonky the true; who allowed him a home and a future amongst the vodoohodoo people of the dark swamps. The only one whom knows the truth of chaka's tragic past...
A master of the arts and crafts, I am Yohan, a boy who walks the shoes of a man. I was birthed by these lands, my parents I do not know. I've been raised by my ancestral earth and have been coming to peace with my foreign heritage thanks to the native people of this world whom i can so thankfully call my brothers.
A fierce warrior in his homeland driven mad and eventually unattached through endless conflict, Gault has set off to travel distant and unknown countries and provinces to hopefully one day regain his sense of humanity. He steers far clear of conflict whenever he can now, though his background is not completely docile. He plans to gain fame and fortune through carpentry, building nothing into something grand. He has no aspirations to rule a kingdom, just the lands he claims and the things he builds.
What sort of tale could a humble warden of the forests tell? Of the times he took in a hungry scavenger to feed, when he fought back the dangerous beasts of nature from travelers passing by, to fending off highwaymen and fiends that laid in ambush amongst the trees he guarded.
A heart of gold, but a cold-blooded temper to match, a warden is a friend for life until crossed.
Where does this lead in these new lands, perhaps a good king will have him scavenge for food and fend off the wild beasts and savages of the land for his people, while a tyrant might have him spy and keep tabs upon his would-be betrayers.
Trained in bow and axe, a fine mercenary he could make, if the call to rally were to be sounded.
I am the chief from the tribe of Whodoo Voodoo, the tribe has been in these lands for many many years, we are peaceful tribesmen not foul cannibals like most expect. Even though Whodoo Voodoo people not enter combat in these lands yet, we are powerful allies to our friends
We have nurture the swamplands for many years, we have recently moved outside of the swamp lands. You will mainly see Bonko trading and exploring with the people of the land.
Trapius Maximus is a humble foot soldier for the whodoo voodoo tribe, Thrown into slavery from a young age once given freedom and taken in by the tribe, Trapius has realised his true calling amongst the realm.
Sir Denys' father sensed an opportunity at taking the throne for his self so revolted against the tyranny of the king... that was short lived . After His liege Lord and father lost his lands and titles those that remained loyal where to die. Sir Denys requested that he prove himself Innocent through trial by combat, which was accepted and Sir Denys cut down the man the king chose as his champion. Humiliated the tyrannous king exiled Sir Denys.
Who Knows if it was lucky or not but the Ship taking Sir Denys ,to the place of his exile, was set upon by a unrelenting tempest, his ship capsized and Sir Denys washed up on these mistical lands with nothing but a club and two bandages....
Once a well renowned knight, Sir Denys was famed for his judgement and loyalty.But what does an honest man get?Nothing!
His Liege Lord and farther, was a very ambitious man that for many years plotted and schemed his way into power not knowing that whilst every day past his king grew more and more aware. Did less than a week pass after the Kings Birthday when a note arrived at my Fathers door, stating"You are under arrest under the Kings laws you have been found guilty of high treason and hence forth shell return with my guards that brought you this message and shell submit to my rule and pray for lenience."
Son of Oliver The Giant, and definately proud of it. We have a relationship like Ragnar Lothbrok and his son Bjorn. Fierce warriors, and good under the sheets.
I long to one day, grab the throne, and free the people, with no tax laws, as they are currently horrible IRL.
I am definately a very nice and approachable resource collector, and will travel far and wide to make new friends!
The only son, and second child of Orion Solid and Lady Valaena Solid, born into nobility and tragedy with parents left dead. With his youth shrouded with mystery the only thing known is he learned to fight. Strange tales are told today that he is out for revenge to uncover the mystery of the death of his parents. In an unknown place, lost and confused of his surroundings. What is to come of his story.
I once was a king of a realm but i got over thrown. I was exiled from my homeland and i washed up on this island here to one day to overthrow the king, I am a archer who will work my way to the top buy using a variety of ranged weapons. I spend most of my time in the shadows of the land, to one day seek ultimate peace and justice.
I was the first born and heir to my father/ Elven king Gil-galad's throne, as well as Captain of the royale elven guard. However watching my father become consumed by darker forces has led him to become the mad tyrant that he is now, i fled that once great kingdom leaving behind my name and everything it entitled me too. I took up the name Haldir to separate me from my mad family legacy, a legacy that will surely end with my father. i now live and travel the wilds looking to find a new land that I my call home.
I used to be the king's companion and his greatest warrior. Fierce and loyal to him I was. That was until he betrayed me and stole everything from me, from now on the king is my enemy and I will find a way to overthrow him and take back what was mine. So here I start my adventure recruiting as many people as possible, to join my guild and hang the king in front of everyone.
Unlike most of the ugly peoples that now call this place their home, Dorfl was born to this land. Dorfl remembers a time when things were plenty and peaceful and he could spend his time rolling in the mud, hunting for bark grub, picking the knots from his oriface and other advantageous things that Dorfl enjoys. With the ceaseless coming of new peoples to his land, Dorfl has become extremely resentful and territorial towards anyone who doesn't have respect for his home. While he longs to rid his land of these vermin, he is seriously limited by his stature and mostly spends his time brooding just out of site, possibly waiting for you to take a nap or leave something on the ground for too long. Just remember, Dorfl's bark is [probably] worse than his bite.
I am an opportunist by nature and my loyalty is as fickle as a cat. I was a succesful aide and advisor for a monarch and after rising through the ranks of nobility I was swiftly discovered for what I was and banished.
Since becoming an outcast I have drifted from land to land as a wanderer, looking for an opportunity to better myself and to hold a position of influence once again.