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Bad Player
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It was 3AM for me which is too late. :/.
Dot suppose anyone is around now for a game? It's 12:30 in the arvo here.
Bad Player
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I might put in a couple of hours if anyone is able to start soon...
Bad Player
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Wanna start up a game that ppl can join as AI? I can't play more than an hour though...
Bad Player
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We are starting a game now...
Bad Player
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I was playing for 30 min and we had a few early oos errors - any ideas why??
I think it was because the 'fastest computer' was hosting. One of the slower computers needs to host.
Both Direct IP and Hamachi work fine. (if you can get it to work right, of course ... heh, circular logic I know, but there ya go)
!Edit:
Before I forget, also, Barbarian World tends to make my BTS crash ... heh ... so yea, slower computer hosting and using Barb World off (but raging barbs is fine of course
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Both Direct IP and Hamachi work fine. (if you can get it to work right, of course ... heh, circular logic I know, but there ya go)
!Edit:
Before I forget, also, Barbarian World tends to make my BTS crash ... heh ... so yea, slower computer hosting and using Barb World off (but raging barbs is fine of course
)Bad Player
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By slower computer do you mean the Internet connection speed or the processor chip speed (to host)?
Bad Player
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I've got the next 4 hours free to play FFH if anyone wants...
arcticnightwolf
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i kinda miss the stories-reports about the game like it was some time ago
(( http://forums.civfanatics.com/showthread.php?t=325347 ))
(( http://forums.civfanatics.com/showthread.php?t=325347 ))
Aaah sorry Artic...I'll share some highlights, but I'm not the RP AAR kind of guy : P
We ended up playing Masters of Mana since we were having too many OOS issues with the original game.
I was Sheiam, Tasunke was the Lizardmen and my brother was the Giants, the rest were AI. The game was pretty quiet for the most part as we were trying things out (was second time MoM for my brother and I), but after about 150 turns of experiments on my little island fortess I went on a rampage throughout Pangea and ignited world war one. I, Decius, the Dark Elves and Hyborem on one side, and Tasunke, my Brother, the Kuriotates and the Sidar on the other. It wasn't exactly that clear cut at first because camp evil was mostly formed through the Undercouncil and camp good was the cumulative effects of me forcing everyone in the council to attack everyone.
Everything was going my way for the longest time. I summoned hell, pushed the Arma counter to 60 and burnt everything all in a few turns...
This is an after shot once I was killed. Tasunke's lush swamps are to the left, the Sidar empire is the burning husk where Hyborem is. The bright looking nukes on the maps are walls of fire
Unfortunately I got a little ahead of myself. The swamp savages to the South (Tasunke's lizardmen) that I had ignored for most of the game had suddenly shot up in power after mass producing troops and getting his Wyvern in a very short period of time. My army in the meantime was stuck after having cut through to the other side of Pangea. The only way back to my now besieged capital was blocked by the chaos I had created: numerous walls of flames, barbarian camps, and 1 of the three Horsemen that I had set loose on the world. Tasunke sieged and destroyed my fortress island before I could return in time, but I left my scar on this planet for all to remember : P
here is a short story I did recently. http://realmsbeyond.net/forums/showpost.php?p=288891&postcount=7
RP Write UP:
The Epic of the Wyvern.
Day 1.
I grow weary. The Armageddon cult had finally reared its ugly head from the deserts west of the Sidar. And its head grew rather large. From the deserts they had crept to the sinister northern shores ... where with the help of Os Gabella's magicks they had suddenly crafted a huge fleet within a matter of months.
Using the ships to establish an Island fortress, the cult renamed itself to the Sheaim, finally confident that they could announce themselves to the world. Well I already knew of their existence. I knew of it as soon as our first mystics divined a great evil from within the northern deserts. Still, we are an isolationist race ... we do not engage in trade, for what could we need outside our glorious jungles. Still, we do open our borders out of kindness, so that foreigners will be able to discover the greater glory of our jungled cities.
Our great rainforests are a gift from mother Kalshekk, the great mother of all the earth. Her beauty is seen in all things, and epitomized in the granduer of the Volcano 'Mount Kalshekk' for during the terrible age of ice, our people managed to survive within the caves of the mountain, warmed by the lava below.
Therefore it is not normal that we have reason to leave our rainforests, especially to dispose of a cult that may or may not cause problems. For we are, while not pacifist, we are opposed to needless bloodshed. Therefore we had let the Sheaim do what they must, from their fortress of Crippled Peak and the common city of Gavelholme.
However, today they have gone too far! We hear word of sinister Stephanos and Buboes prowling through the lands, killing and driving mad the humans in the East. Our forests are plagued by a blight that entered from the human lands ... perhaps it was a disease brought in from tourists or travelers ... but no matter, it is killing our crops, our livestock, and our infirm. This must be punished! We have reason to believe that the Sheaim concoted this BLIGHT in their filthy Alchemist labs.
Day 2
My messenger pterasaurs have re-roosted in their nests after a long flight to the free cities of Mazatl. Tonight we will ride on the High Lizards for the east. While we, perhaps, do not have the forces to move directly against the Sheaim, for months now we have known of their hidden "Undercouncil" which composes of the Sheaim, Infernals, Bannor, and Svartalfar. I have known bannor of other lands that would curse at the name undercouncil, but leave it to that mad rogue Decius to undergo such deception.
My loyal Wyvern Guardians will take the lead, backed by a few mages (my personal shamans of the royal court). A few hunters, looking for a fun, clean fight, have joined in of their own accord. Each Wyvenrn Guardian knows well the art of the Spear, and can take on numbers far greater than their own. Any one Wyvern Guardian could put an Elohim monk or a Doviello Battlemaster to shame. They are an elect order, of course, so we only ever have a few of them at any one time, but their order is great indeed. The 'Order of the Wyvern', they get their fighting strength, some say, from the spirit of our great Wyvern Coattlan. In addition to our 4 Wyvern Guardians and 2 mages, we have a militia about 2000 men strong that will follow our Wyverns into battle. They stay in the cities and exercise with their pet lizards, or snakes, our raptors. All militia must have a pet that they can ride into battle ... or at least that they can use for quick deployment. We also have our Shield-men. Our Shield-men garrison our cities, act as guards and watchmen, and make good sparring partners for the rest of our troops. Even though our massive cities have upwards of one million citizens each (600,000 800,000 and 1,200,000) we only have around 50,000 shield-men total. We consider the jungles themselves to be a strong enough obstacle, that we do not need large garrisons.
The shield-men are usually always kept inside the cities, so that we may defend ourselves, so we will only be committing a total of 10,000 shieldmen ... which is most of the shieldmen in the east. Since they do not have mounts, they cannot easily mobilize. So we cannot expect the western cities to field their shieldmen in time. Why is time a factor? Well, the world as we know it may end soon, and so we must act now to stop it! Let us fight them in the darkness, fight them in the light, fight them wherever they are weak, and keep on until our world can surely be saved.
Finally lets talk about the hunters, who -for the record- are coming of their own accord. Hunters spend most of their time away from the cities, deep within the deepest parts of our glorious rainforests, battling with friend and foe alike. There is not a hunter that has not slain at least one fierce dinosaur, yet there is also not a hunter that has not gone to raise the slain one's eggs as their own. Most of the time the Hunters will release these hatchlings into the wild, so that they may have new opponents to fight later down the road. However, sometimes they will take a liking to a particular youngling, whether lizard or dinosaur, snake our bird. Even the rare pterosaur they may tame, even though technically all pterosaurs belong to the royal families. This we turn a blind eye to, as there ARE wild pterosaurs, and why not let them be tamed by our people? So long as no one steals a royal pterosaur, there is no reason to intervene. Hunters may spend much of their time alone, but they are also very social citizens of the empire. They have large families, most of them, and a great many friends. Sometimes a group of hunters will decide to hunt as a pack; usually if encountering, or hearing about, a particularly large or fierce beast. Therefore it should not be surprising that a large portion of our population takes up the occupation of the hunter. Sure most of our people are merchants, artisans, and laborers, but if we had a specialty, it would surely be hunting. (And if hunting is the blue-collar hobby of choice, then magic is certainly the hobby of the nobility. It is trendy for all the royal families to have their own personal library filled with magical tomes, and to be tutored by traveling wizards). Now then, We probably have around 100 thousand hunters in the empire in total. Our biennial census is usually more concerned with the family trees of the nobility than the average hunter, plus many are gone for months at a time, so it is hard to be sure. Still, from the reports that I am getting, we will likely see around 20,000 hunters to join us for this year's season of conquest.
Day 30
We can see the walls of the Bannor city Tentatio-Onis. Each of our Wyvern Guardians has taken command over 500 militia troops. The hunters are acting independently, while the 2 mages and I are leading the 10,000 shield-men.
The Epic of the Wyvern.
Day 1.
I grow weary. The Armageddon cult had finally reared its ugly head from the deserts west of the Sidar. And its head grew rather large. From the deserts they had crept to the sinister northern shores ... where with the help of Os Gabella's magicks they had suddenly crafted a huge fleet within a matter of months.
Spoiler :
Using the ships to establish an Island fortress, the cult renamed itself to the Sheaim, finally confident that they could announce themselves to the world. Well I already knew of their existence. I knew of it as soon as our first mystics divined a great evil from within the northern deserts. Still, we are an isolationist race ... we do not engage in trade, for what could we need outside our glorious jungles. Still, we do open our borders out of kindness, so that foreigners will be able to discover the greater glory of our jungled cities.
Our great rainforests are a gift from mother Kalshekk, the great mother of all the earth. Her beauty is seen in all things, and epitomized in the granduer of the Volcano 'Mount Kalshekk' for during the terrible age of ice, our people managed to survive within the caves of the mountain, warmed by the lava below.
Therefore it is not normal that we have reason to leave our rainforests, especially to dispose of a cult that may or may not cause problems. For we are, while not pacifist, we are opposed to needless bloodshed. Therefore we had let the Sheaim do what they must, from their fortress of Crippled Peak and the common city of Gavelholme.
However, today they have gone too far! We hear word of sinister Stephanos and Buboes prowling through the lands, killing and driving mad the humans in the East. Our forests are plagued by a blight that entered from the human lands ... perhaps it was a disease brought in from tourists or travelers ... but no matter, it is killing our crops, our livestock, and our infirm. This must be punished! We have reason to believe that the Sheaim concoted this BLIGHT in their filthy Alchemist labs.
Day 2
My messenger pterasaurs have re-roosted in their nests after a long flight to the free cities of Mazatl. Tonight we will ride on the High Lizards for the east. While we, perhaps, do not have the forces to move directly against the Sheaim, for months now we have known of their hidden "Undercouncil" which composes of the Sheaim, Infernals, Bannor, and Svartalfar. I have known bannor of other lands that would curse at the name undercouncil, but leave it to that mad rogue Decius to undergo such deception.
My loyal Wyvern Guardians will take the lead, backed by a few mages (my personal shamans of the royal court). A few hunters, looking for a fun, clean fight, have joined in of their own accord. Each Wyvenrn Guardian knows well the art of the Spear, and can take on numbers far greater than their own. Any one Wyvern Guardian could put an Elohim monk or a Doviello Battlemaster to shame. They are an elect order, of course, so we only ever have a few of them at any one time, but their order is great indeed. The 'Order of the Wyvern', they get their fighting strength, some say, from the spirit of our great Wyvern Coattlan. In addition to our 4 Wyvern Guardians and 2 mages, we have a militia about 2000 men strong that will follow our Wyverns into battle. They stay in the cities and exercise with their pet lizards, or snakes, our raptors. All militia must have a pet that they can ride into battle ... or at least that they can use for quick deployment. We also have our Shield-men. Our Shield-men garrison our cities, act as guards and watchmen, and make good sparring partners for the rest of our troops. Even though our massive cities have upwards of one million citizens each (600,000 800,000 and 1,200,000) we only have around 50,000 shield-men total. We consider the jungles themselves to be a strong enough obstacle, that we do not need large garrisons.
The shield-men are usually always kept inside the cities, so that we may defend ourselves, so we will only be committing a total of 10,000 shieldmen ... which is most of the shieldmen in the east. Since they do not have mounts, they cannot easily mobilize. So we cannot expect the western cities to field their shieldmen in time. Why is time a factor? Well, the world as we know it may end soon, and so we must act now to stop it! Let us fight them in the darkness, fight them in the light, fight them wherever they are weak, and keep on until our world can surely be saved.
Finally lets talk about the hunters, who -for the record- are coming of their own accord. Hunters spend most of their time away from the cities, deep within the deepest parts of our glorious rainforests, battling with friend and foe alike. There is not a hunter that has not slain at least one fierce dinosaur, yet there is also not a hunter that has not gone to raise the slain one's eggs as their own. Most of the time the Hunters will release these hatchlings into the wild, so that they may have new opponents to fight later down the road. However, sometimes they will take a liking to a particular youngling, whether lizard or dinosaur, snake our bird. Even the rare pterosaur they may tame, even though technically all pterosaurs belong to the royal families. This we turn a blind eye to, as there ARE wild pterosaurs, and why not let them be tamed by our people? So long as no one steals a royal pterosaur, there is no reason to intervene. Hunters may spend much of their time alone, but they are also very social citizens of the empire. They have large families, most of them, and a great many friends. Sometimes a group of hunters will decide to hunt as a pack; usually if encountering, or hearing about, a particularly large or fierce beast. Therefore it should not be surprising that a large portion of our population takes up the occupation of the hunter. Sure most of our people are merchants, artisans, and laborers, but if we had a specialty, it would surely be hunting. (And if hunting is the blue-collar hobby of choice, then magic is certainly the hobby of the nobility. It is trendy for all the royal families to have their own personal library filled with magical tomes, and to be tutored by traveling wizards). Now then, We probably have around 100 thousand hunters in the empire in total. Our biennial census is usually more concerned with the family trees of the nobility than the average hunter, plus many are gone for months at a time, so it is hard to be sure. Still, from the reports that I am getting, we will likely see around 20,000 hunters to join us for this year's season of conquest.
Day 30
We can see the walls of the Bannor city Tentatio-Onis. Each of our Wyvern Guardians has taken command over 500 militia troops. The hunters are acting independently, while the 2 mages and I are leading the 10,000 shield-men.
