This little pony stands about as tall as a human's knees. Her coat is a curious sky-blue shade, and her mane and tail are coloured in stripes of every colour of the rainbow. A natural mark on each flank depicts a white cloud shooting a rainbow-hued bolt of lightning. Her wings sit neatly upon her back, but flare up easily when she is excited.
H:640/640 M:314/340 E:100 W:100 <eb> <db> Darin's aura of weapons rebounding disappears. Darin plunges a hunter's spear deep into your thigh and pulls its blade up the length of your body with a forceful lever motion, leaving a long trail of split flesh. Damage Taken: 84 cutting, physical (raw damage: 248) H:555/640 M:314/340 E:100 W:100 <eb> <db>
Darin at the end of the fight:
H:309/640 M:192/340 E:98 W:87 <-b> <> Darin plunges a hunter's spear deep into your thigh and pulls its blade up the length of your body with a forceful lever motion, leaving a long trail of split flesh. Damage Taken: 232 cutting, physical (raw damage: 558) You are confused as to the effects of the toxin. You are afflicted with an unknown affliction. H:77/640 M:192/340 E:98 W:87 <-b> <>
"On the battlefield I am a god. I love war. The steel, the smell, the corpses. I wish there were more. On the first day I drove the Northmen back alone at the ford. Alone! On the second I carried the bridge! Me! Yesterday I climbed the Heroes! I love war! I… I wish it wasn’t over."
I'm all for skirmishes, but I have no desire to corpserush guard clots or spend hours trying to rootstrip people who can't use a hood tattoo.
"On the battlefield I am a god. I love war. The steel, the smell, the corpses. I wish there were more. On the first day I drove the Northmen back alone at the ford. Alone! On the second I carried the bridge! Me! Yesterday I climbed the Heroes! I love war! I… I wish it wasn’t over."
Don't misinterpret this as a YOU DON'T EVEN LIFT BRO kind of challenge, but do you guys have any ideas for making city/city conflict more exciting?
-Wars always boil down into raids. Raids are -always- off hours. Raids are usually only fun for 1% of the people involved. Even participating in a raid is boring. It's like 8 people going fishing and one person has a rod and reel.
-Raids favor ranged combat because guards are so badass. Ranged combat sucks for 99% of the people participating. That being said, some people really get off on ranged combat. Guards as they are now either suck or rock because the guard types are meh. Khizan|Myself|Lionas and some guards? GG defenders. Someone who doesn't know what's going on with guards? GG raiders.
-Ranged combat is not only boring, it's pointless (unless you're AM). People will dispute this, but they'd be biased/wrong. Hood nullifies roots and dopplegangers (which I think is sorta cool) but leaves a giant gap for the unstoppable command tumble. (Which they cried when it was used on them, but it's totally balanced now).
-If you take out ranged combat all together, raids are nearly impossible to pull off. Guards are necessary to make up for off hours action (the hallmark of raiding). If you can't ranged out the security aide (a problem Demonic and Magick already face) you're just going to get guard blitzed and summarily destroyed. (There's a lot of variables in here that I didn't mention to be brief. Mechanisms of wall destruction, seeking, tracking, etc)
-Raids are used as pk farms. The last raid I participated in was because Juran was either #butthurt or #bored. If we went on typical Imperian logic, I'd yell, scream, and coerce my team into countering the raid. This is a pretty meh response. What's going to happen is that it's going to actively endorse the raiders coming back. They're not raiding for any particular reason (though I'm sure they'll retcon one in) they're raiding to provoke the response to raid some more so they can get some l33t peekayz in. I know this because I was guilty of it.
-Because raids are used as pk farms, pkers go in with incredibly low standards to the already hair triggers. Did you hear that? Kanthari used the word careful. Careful has CAR in it which could sound like guard if Kanthari were choking. Kanthari is moving guards! Mind lock Kanthari. Mind command Kanthari tumble n. Mind crush Kanthari. When really, all Kanthari said was, "Careful, you'll spill the glitter."
With all this, I don't see raids being easy to balance or have fun in. More so now since you can't kill defenders for defending. If you do anything, it'd have to take place outside of a city or in some fabricated area that was opt-in, like a pk instance (could be cool). That way, you guarantee non-involvement and people can opt out after they've gotten curb stomped 5 times.
tl;dr: It's hard (nigh impossible) to make raiding fun.
Hood nullifies roots and dopplegangers (which I think is sorta cool) but leaves a giant gap for the unstoppable command tumble.
You're right about everything else, but command tumble is totally stoppable.
And since I'm not AM and won't be in the forseeable future, I have nothing to lose by telling people how to stop it.
So here's how you stop it: autocuring off|outr mandrake|eat mandrake|sleep
And then you spam the everliving hell out of it. Since they know you can sleep it, they'll try a crush to wake you up so the tumble will complete. So you spam the crap out of sleep to ensure that you get back to sleep before the tumble would complete. While an absolutely 100% perfectly timed crush would still get them a completion on it, that's very unlikely. I've never personally had that happen to me.
Aside from that, you can't tumble out of a flood, and getting put to sleep by SOMEBODY ELSE will stop the tumble regardless of whether or not you wake up, so any ally with a double-sleep can save you.
"On the battlefield I am a god. I love war. The steel, the smell, the corpses. I wish there were more. On the first day I drove the Northmen back alone at the ford. Alone! On the second I carried the bridge! Me! Yesterday I climbed the Heroes! I love war! I… I wish it wasn’t over."
I'm all for skirmishes, but I have no desire to corpserush guard clots or spend hours trying to rootstrip people who can't use a hood tattoo.
A modern 'war' isn't going to really be clearing cities of guards and such, unless it really escalates because that's a very boring prospect and in general much harder to achieve.
Sitting in the city or townes trying to goad people to attack you, camping outside trying to goad people to attack you, maybe picking off a few loose stray guards in townes or whatever when opportunity provides itself - that's 'war' as far as war goes these days.
Hood nullifies roots and dopplegangers (which I think is sorta cool) but leaves a giant gap for the unstoppable command tumble.
You're right about everything else, but command tumble is totally stoppable.
And since I'm not AM and won't be in the forseeable future, I have nothing to lose by telling people how to stop it.
So here's how you stop it: autocuring off|outr mandrake|eat mandrake|sleep
And then you spam the everliving hell out of it. Since they know you can sleep it, they'll try a crush to wake you up so the tumble will complete. So you spam the crap out of sleep to ensure that you get back to sleep before the tumble would complete. While an absolutely 100% perfectly timed crush would still get them a completion on it, that's very unlikely. I've never personally had that happen to me.
Aside from that, you can't tumble out of a flood, and getting put to sleep by SOMEBODY ELSE will stop the tumble regardless of whether or not you wake up, so any ally with a double-sleep can save you.
H:418(100%) M:358(85%) E:1990 X:73.63 <eb><db> Sudden rememberance dawning upon you, you quickly move through the surrounding area to your memorised location. Along a swinging bridge. A smattering of clouds fills the sky, lacing it with spiderwebs of grey. This has been marked as holy ground. Staring with great resolve, a round-faced harrier is here looking directly at you. Rekhan Bonecaster stands watch here, gnawing on a thin piece of bone. An elite Warden lancer is manning a netthrower here. He has eighty-eight nets. Its fur crusted with ice, the wendigo of the Ithaqua looms here. You see exits leading north and south. H:418(100%) M:358(85%) E:1990 X:73.63 <eb><db> You put your fingers to your lips and give a sharp whistle. A spotted lynx pads silently in from the ether. Nose twitching, a skittish snowshoe hare cautiously hops in from the ether. Cawing harshly, a dark crow flaps in from the ether. Fangs bared in a warning snarl, a fierce wolverine lumbers in from the ether. A graceful gyrfalcon flies in from the ether. Ears pricked forward, an elusive snow leopard skulks in from the ether. Equilibrium Taken: 3.20s H:418(100%) M:358(85%) E:1990 X:73.63 <-b><db> Ahkan, Aleutia, Lionas, and Mena enter from the ether following Selthis, riding Hokhokw, the Roc. They are followed by a ravenous hound, a ravenous hound, and undead remains of a ravenous hound. H:418(100%) M:358(85%) E:1990 X:73.63 <-b><db>
I heart that something like this finally happened to me.
"On the battlefield I am a god. I love war. The steel, the smell, the corpses. I wish there were more. On the first day I drove the Northmen back alone at the ford. Alone! On the second I carried the bridge! Me! Yesterday I climbed the Heroes! I love war! I… I wish it wasn’t over."
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the claims are stated - it's the world I've created
Not a combatant afterall.
the claims are stated - it's the world I've created
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Coding everything into five set aliases.
(Clan): Khizan says, "And then Darin went beastmode."
Darin at the start of the fight:
H:640/640 M:314/340 E:100 W:100 <eb> <db>
Darin's aura of weapons rebounding disappears.
Darin plunges a hunter's spear deep into your thigh and pulls its blade up the length of your body with a forceful lever motion, leaving a long trail
of split flesh.
Damage Taken: 84 cutting, physical (raw damage: 248)
H:555/640 M:314/340 E:100 W:100 <eb> <db>
Darin at the end of the fight:
H:309/640 M:192/340 E:98 W:87 <-b> <>
Darin plunges a hunter's spear deep into your thigh and pulls its blade up the length of your body with a forceful lever motion, leaving a long trail
of split flesh.
Damage Taken: 232 cutting, physical (raw damage: 558)
You are confused as to the effects of the toxin.
You are afflicted with an unknown affliction.
H:77/640 M:192/340 E:98 W:87 <-b> <>
"On the battlefield I am a god. I love war. The steel, the smell, the corpses. I wish there were more. On the first day I drove the Northmen back alone at the ford. Alone! On the second I carried the bridge! Me! Yesterday I climbed the Heroes! I love war! I… I wish it wasn’t over."
What the hell was that?
"On the battlefield I am a god. I love war. The steel, the smell, the corpses. I wish there were more. On the first day I drove the Northmen back alone at the ford. Alone! On the second I carried the bridge! Me! Yesterday I climbed the Heroes! I love war! I… I wish it wasn’t over."
‘Every sword’s a weight to carry. Men don’t see that when they pick ’em up. But they get heavier with time.”
You're right about everything else, but command tumble is totally stoppable.
And since I'm not AM and won't be in the forseeable future, I have nothing to lose by telling people how to stop it.
So here's how you stop it: autocuring off|outr mandrake|eat mandrake|sleep
And then you spam the everliving hell out of it. Since they know you can sleep it, they'll try a crush to wake you up so the tumble will complete. So you spam the crap out of sleep to ensure that you get back to sleep before the tumble would complete. While an absolutely 100% perfectly timed crush would still get them a completion on it, that's very unlikely. I've never personally had that happen to me.
Aside from that, you can't tumble out of a flood, and getting put to sleep by SOMEBODY ELSE will stop the tumble regardless of whether or not you wake up, so any ally with a double-sleep can save you.
"On the battlefield I am a god. I love war. The steel, the smell, the corpses. I wish there were more. On the first day I drove the Northmen back alone at the ford. Alone! On the second I carried the bridge! Me! Yesterday I climbed the Heroes! I love war! I… I wish it wasn’t over."
I've raided Celidon once in the recent past, just yesterday to kill Sumie. But I'm happy to have a reason to log in regardless.
A modern 'war' isn't going to really be clearing cities of guards and such, unless it really escalates because that's a very boring prospect and in general much harder to achieve.
Sitting in the city or townes trying to goad people to attack you, camping outside trying to goad people to attack you, maybe picking off a few loose stray guards in townes or whatever when opportunity provides itself - that's 'war' as far as war goes these days.
-tumble
-braziered
*sadface*
Sudden rememberance dawning upon you, you quickly move through the surrounding area to
your memorised location.
Along a swinging bridge.
A smattering of clouds fills the sky, lacing it with spiderwebs of grey. This has been
marked as holy ground. Staring with great resolve, a round-faced harrier is here looking
directly at you. Rekhan Bonecaster stands watch here, gnawing on a thin piece of bone. An
elite Warden lancer is manning a netthrower here. He has eighty-eight nets. Its fur
crusted with ice, the wendigo of the Ithaqua looms here.
You see exits leading north and south.
H:418(100%) M:358(85%) E:1990 X:73.63 <eb><db>
You put your fingers to your lips and give a sharp whistle.
A spotted lynx pads silently in from the ether.
Nose twitching, a skittish snowshoe hare cautiously hops in from the ether.
Cawing harshly, a dark crow flaps in from the ether.
Fangs bared in a warning snarl, a fierce wolverine lumbers in from the ether.
A graceful gyrfalcon flies in from the ether.
Ears pricked forward, an elusive snow leopard skulks in from the ether.
Equilibrium Taken: 3.20s
H:418(100%) M:358(85%) E:1990 X:73.63 <-b><db>
Ahkan, Aleutia, Lionas, and Mena enter from the ether following Selthis, riding Hokhokw,
the Roc.
They are followed by a ravenous hound, a ravenous hound, and undead remains of a ravenous
hound.
H:418(100%) M:358(85%) E:1990 X:73.63 <-b><db>
I heart that something like this finally happened to me.
"On the battlefield I am a god. I love war. The steel, the smell, the corpses. I wish there were more. On the first day I drove the Northmen back alone at the ford. Alone! On the second I carried the bridge! Me! Yesterday I climbed the Heroes! I love war! I… I wish it wasn’t over."