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I see, explains it.
Thanks.

Well, it seems I reach my skill-cap ridiculously fast. For instance, earlier, I logged out for about 4-5 hours, and when I logged back in, killed 3 flies and got the message; "You are not able to concentrate on learning right now." I really seem to get exhausted from learning strangely fas...

It's nice that a lot of players can go around and swing Harry Poter staff.. but it would be nice if a mage asks a player "before" healing him... It's been now 5 times I try to roleplay an injury.. and then some mage just comes and does [anc] ***** ** * *** *** And there, no more roleplay. ...

Could there, perhaps, be a "Good Samaritan" NPC, who can sell poor/average equipment for newbies at a very very reasonable price? He could sell weapons, armors, and whatever other tools other crafts need.. It'd be nice. Newbies REALLY have trouble finding good equipment at first, as they j...

The wind rustled through his wavy hair, sending it flying in front of his eyes, to conceal his regard, accompanying the aimless bottle that had now began to sink into the celestial line that detached the skies from earth. As a voice was to be heard by his side, his ears twitched and he loathed to l...

Always, at the most troubled eras of their history, have mortals tempted to discover, beyond a common reality of their daily lives, the consolation of a mythic realm. It is one of these quests that, for now forty-two years, abducted the beauteous Elora from Cebastian. Launched to seek Avalon, legen...

Cebastian wearily muscled his way through the blowy blizzard, both arms firmly crossed onto his chest, and head gazing downwards to shield his eyes from the razor-sharp flakes. Once on place, he reached into his belt pouch slowly and pulled out a parchment, which he was quick to pin near the others...

The piece of parchment was meticulously rolled and sheltered in a bottle. Sealing it steadfastly, he sets it on the edge of the ocean, allowing the Great Blue to extend a wavy hand, lightly cradling the missive to send into its depth. The routinely ritual often arose hopes to his spirits, often und...

[[ Oh uh, you can reply if you like.. ]] A silhouette could be envisioned, blemishing the otherwise white, snowy purview. Standing on the seashore, his fatigued regard perched upon the leaping horizon, where the sun had struck one of its luminous shards, delineating a lambent ray on the surface. Th...