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Was a slow day. While I’ve been waiting for Spellcast’s two alts to come back on around 9pm EDT, I decided to try to grind my Prospecting skill. Not often I attempt to grind a skill. But this skill seemed … Continue reading →

My attention has now shifted from the mine, to finding out exactly where I live on the Northwest coast. And I’ve made a shocking discovery today. How shocking? I believe Konlin lied about the village that used to be here. … Continue reading →

Funny how this has started with the clay tiles, then moved on to that secondary path and not having enough dirt. Now, the attention has shifted to my only mine, and that smidge of water at the rear of the … Continue reading →

As I stated in my nearly-begging response in the Wurm forum, clay tiles have been a thorn in my side longer than the dreaded “You hit rock.” Well, rock can be dealt with… clay cannot. It makes me wonder if … Continue reading →

I feel like kicking my ass donating my alt’s rowboat, and so I’m working on another. I rather go try to see the cyclops again, but I got to get this done. As I was imping the oars for the … Continue reading →

I login, still at New Galway, and noticed the wind is now a gale. Except it’s now going the wrong fucking way (Northwest instead of Southwest). Funny thing about this is I actually had a dream of this. So anyway … Continue reading →

I still can’t believe I didn’t die from driving right into a fucking bearshark I didn’t see back there. Anyway last night I finally attached the last piece to my Corbita and christened it the ‘Dragon’s Head II’, to replace … Continue reading →

Not much has been happening, but I feel like I should explain what has been happening. First of all, construction of the Corbita has been moving slow yet steadily. I believe I’m around 60-70% completed with it (all it needs … Continue reading →

I believe I’m now half completed with my Corbita. Last night I created both of the rigs needed for the ship. Anyway, I went on kchat asking if I can get the rigs into my large cart (had them by … Continue reading →

I’m already seeing the curse of helping what were the nomads. Helped them alot (which I now regret) and they think I’m their best friend. What they fail to understand is friendship needs space once and awhile, otherwise, one may … Continue reading →