openeye
Guest
Beware all who cross swords with these... monsters. They know no bounds. No decency. No... well... anything. I introduce to you, the world, the Menace of the North East: Northern Assassin and his band of miscreants, XIV. Behold and tremble W67 for they are coming for your players, your alliances, really anything but your villages.
My path first crossed with the unholy ones while minding my own business trying out a new tribe. It seemed promising but then suddenly, we became a family tribe to XIV. I was concerned, but I learned early in my life that sometimes things aren't always as they appeared. And so I went to investigate.
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As you can see I was luck in that the leadership was quick to respond to my inquires. Still curious and in need of clarification, I continued my investigation.
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By now I was concerned they had such a strong organization such a robust hierarchy, perhaps I had joined the wrong tribe. What was motivating this great leader of men? What power did he have to create such a powerful entity? Fortunately he was quick to respond and clarify himself.
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An answer! And more, a compelling reason to assure my allegiance:
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Thankfully, the leader of my tribe shows his meddle to prove that my faith in him, while shaken, was not unfounded.
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But wait, on consideration of the answers given, they seemed inadequate. As if somebody may have been avoiding the answer. Perhaps because the answer was not known? Perhaps because the answer was too powerful to be unleashed?? Still, braving the consequences of my inquiry, I continued.
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Thank goodness. It appears I was not the only one with concerns.
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Compelled by the excellent analysis performed by my tribal leader of the threats forwarded by Northern Assassin, I began my own research and posted the results for analysis.
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Sadly, there was no opportunity for analysis. Frighteningly enough the thread disappeared into the void. Lost forever, were it not for these screenshots. Was it Black Magic wielded by a most powerful sorcerer? I suspect that was the case. For my own safety, I let the issue drop.
But again I crossed paths with these most powerful of players. Again, in the forum that we shared.
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Luckily, I was prepared for the spells that seems to surround this tribe. As such, I was able to see through the illusions that Dzini's points created. Knowing that she was a dangerous sorceress, I suggested she join the users of magic.
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By now it seems that everybody's patience was worn through. As quickly as it arose, the family was splintered. I for one was happy to be rid of the evil that dwelt within XIV and prayed, that we would never again cross paths.
But alas it was not to be. For they decided to declare war on us, despite the fact that we were already involved in 6 others. They attacked with the furry of kittens and within a day the battle was over. Somehow, by the grace of God, we had survived the initial onslaught.
Then, as if by divine inspiration, we were invited back into the forums we once were privileged to share. Was the war over? Were we again a happy family?
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Nay! On close inspection we were still at war for they were planning attacks on us within! We were not friends, but remained enemies, what a deception this turned out being. Amid and leading the chaos, none other than Northern Assassin.
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He stood strong, even as others in his tribe faltered at the thought of entering a war and seeing the blood of the first casualty. Rallying his men, Northern Assassin and his tribe planed their responce!
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Rejuvenated and full of confidence, his tribe returned to supporting their fallen comrades.
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Despite the futility of their actions the tribe continued to stand strong and support their friend.
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By now, the members of Cheers had found their way into the forums, following the path opened by parties unknown. We pleaded with our aggressors. Asking for mercy, and begging for forgiveness for their sins against Northern Assassin and the murderous horde he led.
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I attempted to reason with them. It seemed to be the only way to ensure the safety of my tribemates, my friends.
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But it was to no avail, it seems they were more powerful that reason, for it had no effect on them. Instead I was banished into the cold, left to wait in fear... because someday... maybe next month... XIV will strike.
I send this to the world as a warning to all who tread in the North Eastern regions of the world. Beware.
The Menace of the North East will get you...
Northern Assassin leads his tribe to victory.
My path first crossed with the unholy ones while minding my own business trying out a new tribe. It seemed promising but then suddenly, we became a family tribe to XIV. I was concerned, but I learned early in my life that sometimes things aren't always as they appeared. And so I went to investigate.
[spoil]
As you can see I was luck in that the leadership was quick to respond to my inquires. Still curious and in need of clarification, I continued my investigation.
[spoil]
By now I was concerned they had such a strong organization such a robust hierarchy, perhaps I had joined the wrong tribe. What was motivating this great leader of men? What power did he have to create such a powerful entity? Fortunately he was quick to respond and clarify himself.
[spoil]
An answer! And more, a compelling reason to assure my allegiance:
[spoil]
Thankfully, the leader of my tribe shows his meddle to prove that my faith in him, while shaken, was not unfounded.
[spoil]
But wait, on consideration of the answers given, they seemed inadequate. As if somebody may have been avoiding the answer. Perhaps because the answer was not known? Perhaps because the answer was too powerful to be unleashed?? Still, braving the consequences of my inquiry, I continued.
[spoil]
Thank goodness. It appears I was not the only one with concerns.
[spoil]
Compelled by the excellent analysis performed by my tribal leader of the threats forwarded by Northern Assassin, I began my own research and posted the results for analysis.
[spoil]
Sadly, there was no opportunity for analysis. Frighteningly enough the thread disappeared into the void. Lost forever, were it not for these screenshots. Was it Black Magic wielded by a most powerful sorcerer? I suspect that was the case. For my own safety, I let the issue drop.
But again I crossed paths with these most powerful of players. Again, in the forum that we shared.
[spoil]
Luckily, I was prepared for the spells that seems to surround this tribe. As such, I was able to see through the illusions that Dzini's points created. Knowing that she was a dangerous sorceress, I suggested she join the users of magic.
[spoil]
By now it seems that everybody's patience was worn through. As quickly as it arose, the family was splintered. I for one was happy to be rid of the evil that dwelt within XIV and prayed, that we would never again cross paths.
But alas it was not to be. For they decided to declare war on us, despite the fact that we were already involved in 6 others. They attacked with the furry of kittens and within a day the battle was over. Somehow, by the grace of God, we had survived the initial onslaught.
Then, as if by divine inspiration, we were invited back into the forums we once were privileged to share. Was the war over? Were we again a happy family?
[spoil]
Nay! On close inspection we were still at war for they were planning attacks on us within! We were not friends, but remained enemies, what a deception this turned out being. Amid and leading the chaos, none other than Northern Assassin.
[spoil]
He stood strong, even as others in his tribe faltered at the thought of entering a war and seeing the blood of the first casualty. Rallying his men, Northern Assassin and his tribe planed their responce!
[spoil]
Rejuvenated and full of confidence, his tribe returned to supporting their fallen comrades.
[spoil]
Despite the futility of their actions the tribe continued to stand strong and support their friend.
[spoil]
By now, the members of Cheers had found their way into the forums, following the path opened by parties unknown. We pleaded with our aggressors. Asking for mercy, and begging for forgiveness for their sins against Northern Assassin and the murderous horde he led.
[spoil]
I attempted to reason with them. It seemed to be the only way to ensure the safety of my tribemates, my friends.
[spoil]
But it was to no avail, it seems they were more powerful that reason, for it had no effect on them. Instead I was banished into the cold, left to wait in fear... because someday... maybe next month... XIV will strike.
I send this to the world as a warning to all who tread in the North Eastern regions of the world. Beware.
The Menace of the North East will get you...
Northern Assassin leads his tribe to victory.
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