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[SVN 121][3/10/2014] Server Update

By TheGuy | March 10, 2014

- Added new screen shots to the website
- Added a post http://www.runuo.com/community/threads/ ... ay.535591/
- changed Crafting coin & doubloon weight form 1.0 to 0.1
- Added runic tinker tools
- Added the new weapons to crafting tools (bow, bone, fist, scepters)
- Added the new weapons to recipe drops (bow, bone, fist, scepters)
- Hen & Hitching post update
- GardenersSatchel - Add regular Grapes
- HerbalistsSatchel - Fix bug with missing/repeating items
- RoamingHitchingPost - Set movable and required to be locked down.
- Fixed email registration
- DefBlacksmithy2.cs Fixed errors with Scepter_01 - Scepter_08 Inclusion DefBlacksmithy2
- Hitching Post Bug Fix - Usable by anyone
- Added item Phonics for custom language learning. Specify language type with [add Phonics Drow. Or add a randomized language type with [add Phonics.
- Fixed type in CahRune
- Added Curtains and Curtain Panels as Craftable with Recipes
- Potion bag / case fix
- Garden bag fix
- Fix music error from loading on server start
- Removed dupes (server stuff)
- Win updates
- Clean & defrag HD

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The Spectacle

By The Dungeon Master | March 9, 2014

The Shadow Man watched, unimpressed by the affairs of the civil despots of Narrowhaven. For long he came and go as he pleased, as no law of these would-be tyrants would bind him or reduce him to the passive despotism they proposed. His hand stroked the coarse stubble decorating his jawline, the brown glove making a callous glide against the fleshy terrain, offering the feint whisper of a handsaw against a plank. It could not be long pretended that he was stricken to apathy, but in these moments his eyes rolled back in their sockets far enough that he might very well see the inside of his skull if there was a shred of light to creep in the enclosure.

So many laws passed or, in Narrowhaven's particular case, decreed by blind or ignorant monarchs, regents, stand-ins, or whatever other form of tyrant currently or could rule. More important is that nay one of any of these men or women could have been elected in any form of democratic process. The will of the people is always ignored in these cases, thought the Shadow Man. These laws decreed could not possibly be enforced on the will of these citizens whom solemn and idiosyncratic vow must have been of at least two things: stupidity, or negligence. The former was more obvious than the latter, but the latter is nonetheless of equal potency. So stupid were they to believe they were protected by these despots, and so negligent of there own freedom that they would not inquire above such inane and absurd dictatorship.

Long as he watched indeed, with not impoverished desire to fill for such inept creatures. This sort of despotism has a way of tearing itself apart, with no intervention necessary. It is the cunning dictator that needs a revolution. The stupid or ignorant kind usually eat themselves, which is the sort that fathers the city of Narrowhaven. One thing the Shadow Man was convinced, that either the Gods were ignorant of this detail, apathetic of it, or too lacking in ordinary wit or intelligence to intervene. Of course it could be all three, the Shadow Man mused. Probably the latter of all, a step further he calculated.

The history of the city was filled with poison and bloodshed, and none the wiser to discover that it was the very nature of these individuals that was supplying the necessary ingredients for such inadequacies of government. The throne, if it could be called that, had experienced the physical constitution of so many different buttocks, it may forever be tainted by the flatulence of an antecedent of retardation. Merrick Godfrey had forgiven himself the title of King, as was previously known to the Shadow Man, for a new despot named Frederick. The Shadow Man chuckled to himself at the sheer indignity of it all.

Henry had informed him of the transition, and could spare little detail. How typical of Kings, to conduct private deals in private rooms behind guarded doors. All the while the guards they command and people the reign over are ignorant of the transition, and forced to acknowledge the fealty of both. Merrick, a new captain of the guard now, would be almost useless at this venture. The rightful buttocks for the throne was the perfectly round and red of the former Duchess, the Scarlet Witch, or the Crimson Succubus, whatever one other might wish to call her. Things could have gone more smoothly for her, but that was not satisfactory of the conditions either.

The next step would involve engaging the new despot, and if there a step beyond that, only time would tell the tale.

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Honor

By Orlando | February 26, 2014

"You have no honor, Adair" it rang through him and pierced him right to his core. 'It's true', I thought, 'honor was reserved for those who haven't had to do what I've done or seen what I've seen. I paused only for a moment and spoke the only truth I knew, "I sacrificed my honor long ago" he had turned his back on nobility, on being the peoples champion. I was a Clerist now and that's all he wanted to be.

The woman behind the bars seemed strange but more or less defenseless. I wasn't even sure they had the right person. I suppose I didn't ask the right questions, I wasn't sure I cared enough to even think about them. This woman was behind bars and I established a wall to make it more difficult to enter the academy. There wasn't much else I could do. I suppose I was supposed to be outraged that my compatriots have died, but this numbness inside me causes me to ignore death and the relationships between the people and myself. Even if Delia died tomorrow would I care? Would it even matter that she was gone? I was sure I'd miss her but wasn't sure it would destroy me as it had previously. Which of course brought about that strange feeling of our love being different.

I sighed as I gave my suggestion to Frederick, the interim king of their hamlet, "let her be stripped and set home without her items. This is a fitting punishment for us. Her sins will be punishment enough for us." I sounded like a priest... I was becoming more passive as the days went on. Perhaps Farming wasn't a bad idea. I made sure to tell Freddy that he was young and to remember to forgive. If I could forgive, so could he and then I simply left.

I wonder what will happen of the woman. Mayhaps I've spared her.

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times of Change…

By kevin327 | February 16, 2014

Merrick sits himself at his desk. So much to be done he thinks, so much to straighten out. It will get done he tells himself, just have to get a starting point. Arrangements where made to get Hailey and there gear moved to Mythndale. Arrangements will be made to get guards posted about Mythndale. "I have already got some crafters mining stone, ore and gathering wood for the building of walls about here" he states to himself out loud before leaning back and thinking again about the tasks at hand. As he sits pondering things he also starts thinking about this green dragon which seems to have decided to pay a visit to Narrowhaven and take some miners away... and these undead attacks as well. As he sits thinking about all the difficult tasks to be taken care of, his thoughts drift to Hailey. Beautiful Hailey, the lady warrior who has stolen his heart away. Thinking of her makes him smile and helps relax him. These tasks.... it matters not what they are, they will be addressed and dealt with, with Hailey by his side these seemingly hard task will be but mere little chores. Merrick smiles, even though things are seeming to get a bit crazy in these lands, a feeling and sense of calmness runs over him as once again he turns his thoughts back to the tasks at hand. " evil " he whispers to himself, " you better run and hide yourself, for I will hunt you relentlessly and rid these lands of you." "No matter how well you think you have hidden yourself" he pauses a moment " I will find you " ...." I will find you."

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The Thoughts of a Man

By MarcieEve | February 14, 2014

Fredrick looked over the mountain side, leaning against the window. His hands were folded behind his back clasped. Everything so far was going as well as could be expected. Merrick had agreed to be the Guard Captain. The guards seemed happy and loyal enough. His mind slowly drifted to the man downstairs happily serving his jail sentence. A broad smile overtook his lips as her remembered the scene. Time served was still time served, for now at least the streets should be safe.

He lifted his chin glancing over his shoulder to the desk next. Narrowhaven was indeed in chaos, cut the pieces would come back together. Healing simply takes time. He needed to build support, create a solid base, for the city to be successful. The attempts to negotiate with the Forge Company hadn't gone quite as well as expected, but all good things take time. Perhaps it was his own good fortune that the man had declined, after all how well did he know the stranger anyway? He would take time, get to know the man, perhaps evaluate him.

His eyes shifted to the paperwork on the desk. Guards fees and city fees were written in ink, the papers scattered, many of them not even properly documented. As he shifted through the papers he found one about the academy. He lifted it up eyeing it curiously. Yes, a mage school, he had heard of the grand attempts to fund it, and when it was built. He scanned the papers his lips pressing together. Somewhere here would be a name, information on who it was he should connect with. Frustration boiled within him, at how he could have overlooked it with his plans. Connections, it was all about connections, he would need to find this Headmaster.

Housing, Protection and Food; these are the three things any city needed to be successful. These were his three goals, before any other plans could be developed. Merrick; He was the new guard captain, he had been spotted doing rounds several times. Fredrick lifted his hand making a check on his book. One section completed, the guards had even taken anxiously to the outfit shift. They seemed to like the uniforms well enough. Unity, the uniforms were about unity. Narrowhaven would grow again. Housing; He had just returned from a walk of the town, clearing out and cleaning up all the abandoned houses. It is true many of them were still older, new houses would come in time, first, he just needed to have houses for the people here. More will always come as things get better. Food; He knew he needed to contract with some of the farmers. If he could get some markets set up, this would not only offer selection but some good competition on prices.

His mind again trailed to the party now. Yes, he would need to host some sort of event. He had chosen a provider for drinks already. Merrick agreed to assemble the guard to attend as well. Perhaps he would spruce up the old king's chambers and building, to host the event. Food, he needed to find someone to serve the food. A few days more, perhaps a week. Fredrick wanted to make sure to get to know the people, to become a somewhat familiar face, before sending out invitations. This was expecially important if he was serious about getting people to attend. Yes, music and food and drink. He would need to find a tailor, get a new set of uniforms, spruced up and fancy and formal, for the event. He wanted people here to be happy again, to have a reason to stay, to visit. Narrowhaven would soon again become the center of attention, a good spot to visit and travel to.

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[SVN 105][2/10/2014] Game Files Update!! V13

By TheGuy | February 10, 2014

UORP_Files_Full_V13.zip


- Fixed about 20-30 items in the MUL files to be stackable
- Created small icons to dragon bone weapons
- Added to MUL files: 6 new bows
- Added to MUL files: 9 various dragon bone weapons
- Added to MUL files: 7 fist weapons
- Added to MUL files: 8 scepters
- Added to MUL files: 6 wands
- Added new scripts for new weapons
- Added scripts to various drops
- Brewer NPC added empty wine bottle
- Gardner NPC updated randomizer
- Added Gardeners satchel
- Herbalist satchel
- Ore cart which allows you to store ore, ingots, & granit
- wood car allows you to store logs & boards
- Roaming hitching post, lock down in house, keep pets frozen & in game & in the open

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[SVN 103][2/05/2014] Server Update

By TheGuy | February 5, 2014

- Imbuing unravel item count bug fix
- Possible fix for WeightReductionContainers and invisible weight to player backpacks.
- Boss HP +20k
- Remove 500 page book from scribes
- Made custom seed look like what they should when purchased, and updated the randomization to increase choices probability.

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A note is left on the desk of Sir Merrick Godfrey

By Delia | January 28, 2014

A raven haired, dark dressed female enters the office, looks around and drops the note on his desk.

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Warding

By Mauzen | January 19, 2014

I step out of the portal to my house and look around. The lands have become too hostile and my desire to meddle in the affairs of the humans has diminished to a level I cannot express. I took a long moment to decide what I would do, to the result that I can only come to one conclusion. I spend the entire day splitting myself and surrounding the property. I focus all my arcane knowledge and energy into a spell shield. I have warded my house from everything I can possibly think of. I cannot think of any way someone can enter my home, unless by the will of a God, and that is not something I will be able to contend with. Perhaps in time, this will change.

*He puts down the pen and looks around, his home will hopefully be filled with life, love, and laughter.*

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Note On Delia’s Desk

By Mauzen | January 19, 2014

I am resigning from position as instructor of Alchemy and Herbology at the Academy.

-Mauzen Zhau'nil

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