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 on: January 19, 2018, 03:21:28 PM 
Started by CharGar - Last post by Sara Dale
We have so many talented people on this shard.

 on: January 19, 2018, 10:31:45 AM 
Started by CharGar - Last post by CharGar
The farmers turned themselves in. What else could they do? None of them  really wanted to become murderers. Well, except for Gregorio, who already  was one. He was last seen fleeing past the Ranger station.   

Saorise was taken to the Skara healers, but they could do very little for her.  Their best efforts only managed to slow the effects of the Dooting. The Royal  guard sent a contingent of the Black Watch to the Abyss, to find out what the  goblins had done to the fields, and hopefully find some clue as to a cure. 

So, with the Skara healers unable to cure her, Saorise Kilkenny was transported  by Royal magic to a the hut of Urania, a healer who lived as a hermit in the  wilds of Ilshnear, not far from the Sorceror’s dungeon. It was said that she had  knowledge of ancient healing arts, but even she said it would take a long while  before the governor would be fit for office again.   
Before Saorise slipped into a coma, and between “doots”, she asked the guard  to send word to King Blackthorn, formally requesting that Carrick McGee take  over her duties until she was well again. She also asked that the matter of the  farms be given top priority, and the king might remember compassion when it  came to judging the farmers. After all, they were fighting for their livelihoods,  and for the coffers of Skara Brae. 

 Carrick grudgingly moved into the governor’s office, and started tidying up.  While she was picking up all the paper strewn everywhere, something caught  her eye. A letter. 

“Dear governor. We have been asking you for months to sort out the ferryman.  He is charging exorbitant rates, and taking advantage of our daughters! If you  do not do something by the new moon, we will have to take matters into our  own hands! Trust me, you will not like that very much at all! Signed, The  Rangers of Skara Brae” 
Carrick looked at the calendar that she’d just put on the wall. New moon? That  was … today. She gulped.  An arrow came flying through the window, and embedded itself in the  calendar. Carrick dived under the table, and started casting a spell for a  moongate. It seemed it simply didn’t pay to take on the governorship of Skara  Brae!    =The End=
I would like to thank EM Kincaid for these marvelous I have been posting.

 on: January 18, 2018, 06:49:45 PM 
Started by Max Blackoak - Last post by Tjalle
Hail again.
Didn´t mean to be this late with a reply but my work free days became work days and yada yada. Sorry for that.
I´ll try and keep it short.

after Leawyn's accusations in general chat last night I would like to clarify a couple of things:

If you believe you have caught someone afk scripting then you better have some solid proof before you publicly accuse them in general chat. I am not saying that there is no scripting on Siege, I am not naive (although it is not done to the extent we're seeing it on prodo). Nevertheless, we should apply the simple principle of innocent until proven guilty because otherwise this will only result in wild accusations being thrown around which on a shard with only one character per account can quickly ruin people's reputation. It also sheds a rather poor light on the accuser once enough people have been falsely accused.

If I find and kill someone afk scripting I´ll announce it as much as I want in GC. I´ll go for that person's throat if I feel like it.
Why? Because I know that he/she knows that I know.
And if only one person believes me then I´m satisfied. But hopefully my word is worth more than that after my actions here during ten+ years on Siege.  Tongue
If you think about it, what possible reason would I have to go after this specific person? Why not someone like Bo, Siege or you that actually is a threat to me? Let it sink in...

So yeah, I´ll continue to take shots at him.

I do believe that guilds and alliances should be held accountable for the actions of their members - this also goes for the example above. However, I also strongly believe that contacting the leaders privately (icq, personal message on the boards etc.) should be the way to deal with issues like that. If you have proof that one of our members is doing something illegal, then please feel free to contact us and we can look into the issue and deal with it. However, throwing around accusations in general chat without proof will not have the desired effect - quite the opposite.
Of course I am going to put alliance members before anyone outside the alliance - this is a simple matter of trust. I trust the people I at least know superficially more than those who I don't know. And unless I am presented with hard evidence I will always take the side of those people I know when I have their word against someone else's word without any further proof.

This part I agree with.
I´m sorry for throwing your alliance's name in the mix.

In your case Leawyn I sometimes find it hard to trust your judgement. On the one hand you have been presenting rather hard evidence for your claims of people cheating in UO by posting videos or screenshots that show whatever your think is wrong or illegal (problematic term, especially with the ambiguous stance of the devs on many of the respective topics). On the other hand you seem to have a liking for trolling PvP threads or people you suspect are cheating but seem to have no hard evidence. On several occasions you have made general accusations against "all" or "most" PvPers and their alleged use of unofficial third party programs, cheats, scripts etc. etc. for example in PvP threads on stratics. In your eyes everyone using the classic client in PvP seems to be a cheater. In my opinion you have cried "wolf" a couple of times too many.
So please realize that just because you think you know someone is cheating it doesn't proove anything to those actually playing with that person. You might be right, but you also might be wrong. Again the only way to reasonably deal with things like this is to say innocent until proven guilty because otherwise we end up with groundless accusations being thrown around like confetti - and that won't be helping anybody.

Fair enough. But there´s two things you need to know about me.

1. I don´t act. I react.
And by that I mean that I don´t start accusing someone unless I´ve seen stuff first hand. Either by witnessing something ingame or seeing pics/vids/confessions on other forums.
I target assholes and cheaters. Both ingame and on Stratics.

2. You need to differentiate on specific accusations and general pokings.
When I go after a specific poster on Stratics it´s because I´ve seen the pics/vids they´ve posted on other forums. The reason I can´t present "hard evidence" is because the few times I´ve posted their screenshots on them using illegal programs, Stratics removes them immediately and I get a warning. So my options are very limited over there. So I can see why some of my posts can be view as trolling to someone "on the outside".
As for my general pokings. They don´t mean that I think everyone in PvP cheats. They are however based on what I see on other forums where 7 of 10 pics/vids seems to contain illegal features.

Here´s an example thread:


In this thread I take shots at two posters.

PaithanTheElf who is Paithan in this thread: http://www.hot-guild.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=1&t=32619&sid=edf63803411e08200a2c912d7b6ca07f
Look at all of his pics and tell me you want his input on PvP related matter on Stratics where the devs read.

Revan123 is Bane321 in this thread: http://www.hot-guild.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=1&t=28240

This also applies to you as a player. We have given you the benefit of the doubt every time you magically were able to place whatever house in a great location you wanted (Bo's current Luna house, the keep turned castle outside Cove only to name two examples). Instead of crying cheater, scripter or whatever, we simply trust that you are either extremely lucky or know some kind of hidden game mechanics that we simply don't know and that you have more experience with house placing, all of which is the basis of your success.

Yes, I´ve been known to plot down some nice buildings.
One of them is a castle in Trinsic swamp when Ginsu's went IDOC. Not only were I able to place a castle at the first try, I simultaneously also dodged multiple reds spamming area spells and revealers using detect over and over. And at the same time I crossed my fingers not to bump into other stealthers.
Same(ish) scenario in Zento two times. One against KOC and the other against FYOU. I got the spots.
You can decide for yourself if it´s skill/luck or something else...

I respect you, Max. I do. So again, I´m sorry for bringing your alliance into it.
If I come across someone in the future, I´ll PM you.

/Leawyn II

 on: January 18, 2018, 11:27:50 AM 
Started by CharGar - Last post by Blind Otto
*consults the tome of G'gle*
*wonders where Australia is*
*also wonders how soon 'Dooting' will find its way into the big scroll of common Siege insults*

 on: January 18, 2018, 07:22:36 AM 
Started by CharGar - Last post by CharGar
Saorise woke from a sleep filled with nightmares. Her hands and feet were  now completely numb, and she hurt everywhere. Her head was still ringing,  and, from the sticky feeling down her side, she’d been bleeding where she’d  been kicked. But what had woken her was movement – her movement as she  was hefted upwards in a most undignified way, and dropped onto what felt  like a chair. She gasped, and tried not to cry out. 

The sack was whipped off her head. Before her, around the table, sat five  large, weather‐worn men. She recognised some of them from the farmer’s  market. These WERE the local farmers! But why would they treat her this way?  “Eat it!” barked a voice from behind her, as her head was jerked back by her  hair, and something horrible was shoved into her mouth. She recognised the  taste – it matched the horrible smell in the air. 

A hand was clamped over her mouth, keeping her from spitting it out.   “Swallow!” barked the voice. She tried not to, but fear made her obey. She felt  extremely ill as whatever it was descended to her stomach.   “You see? DO YOU SEE?” screamed one of the farmers, standing up, both fists  on the table. “DO YOU BELIEVE US NOW?”  Saorise gulped, trying not to throw up. “Believe you? I don’t even know what  this is all about! What was that? Why have a bunch of farmers kidnapped me?  What are you doing? I want to go home!”
No. She wasn’t going to cry. These brutes would not get that satisfaction. She  glared back at them. “You knock me over the head, you leave a known  murderer to guard me, you tie me up, you force‐feed me something horrible,  and then you want to know what I believe???  I believe you are all insane!”  “Wait. Delmore. I don’t think she gets it.” said one of the farmers. “Mebbe you  should explain it to her. Use little words. I think she might be simple.” 

She glared at him even harder.   Yeah, you might be right. That might explain why she’s let this go on so long.”  said another farmer – this must be Delmore. She pictured him in a prisoner’s  outfit, languishing in a jail cell. That gave her a little comfort.   “Right miss governor. You can read, can’t you?” He sneered at her.  “Yes, I can read! And I’m not simple! But I’m starting to think you are!”  “Shaddup!” barked the voice behind her “and eat this!”  Another mouthful of  the fetid substance was forced into her mouth.

 Again, she had to give in and  swallow it. She was starting to feel really ill – and was the room getting hotter?  “That’s enough Tracy. We don’t want her dying on us before we’ve got results,  do we?” said Delmore.   “So, you can read. So, why did you ignore all the letters we sent to your office?  Why have you been leaving Skara’s fields to suffer from whatever it is the  goblins did to them? WHY have you done NOTHING? The people have to  import food from Britain now! We are starving – our farms are our livelihood!  But now, anyone who eats our crops comes down with a terrible case of the  dooting!  And there you sit, where we found you, smug as you please, doing  NOTHING!”  Saorise stared at him. “What letters? What crops? And what’s a dooting?”  “Over 500 letters! We wrote and wrote to you! Begging for your help! Begging!  And what do we get from the high and mighty governor of Skara Brae?  Nothing! Well, now you’ve got it. Eating that much goblinitus infected cabbage  will have given you the dootings for sure!” 
Saorise was starting to feel really ill. The room was starting to tilt. She found a  strange noise coming from her mouth: “Doot. Doot” she said. She looked  puzzled and horrified.

“When… when did you send these letters?” she gulped “and where to?”  “ Ha! You’ve got it! That’s the dooting! We sent them letters to your Abyssdamned office of course! And we’ve been begging you for help for the last FIVE  YEARS!!!”.
Delmore was starting to froth at the mouth.  “But – doot ‐ but – I’ve only been governor for three weeks!” Saorise wailed.  “You can’t hold me responsible for – doot ‐ things past governors might have  or have not done!!!”
 “What?”   Delmore sat down abruptly.  “Three doot weeks!!!” She screamed. “Three weeks, you doot idiot! I’ve barely  started getting the hang of doot things! You could have come and talked to  me! You didn’t have to send your doot thug to knock me over the head!” 
“Wait. They CHANGE governors?” Delmore looked completely taken aback.  Saorise could almost hear gears turning in his brain, as realisation dawned.    “Yes they change governors! Regularly!” she whispered, the room starting to  turn a pasty orange. “What did you doot to me?” 
“Oh by British’s blighted beard! We’ve given her the dootings! Get a healer!  Fast!” Screamed the voice from behind her. “You idiots! Did nobody think to  check if we’d got the right governor?!?” 

“I’d have helped you if you’d only come talk…” Saorise mumbled, as the room  flipped over, and she fell to the floor with a crash. Everything went turquoise,  which, she thought as she passed out, was an improvement on black. 

 on: January 17, 2018, 11:53:05 AM 
Started by CharGar - Last post by CharGar
Carrick found herself staring at the boots of the Royal Detective. He’d come to  his current position after sneaking in the window at the back of the governor’s  office, tripping over a fallen chair, and having the guard unceremoniously hurl  him out the door, very neatly flying between the bright yellow sashes.   

“And what have we here?” asked the large gargoyle. “Is this one of the  perpetrators?”  Carrick scrambled to her feet, only to find a large hand on her shoulder. That  guard again. People shouldn’t be allowed to grow that big! 
“No sir. This, sir, is one of the governor’s distant cousins or aunts or uncles or  some such, sir. She was here earlier, trying to find out what happened to the  governor sir. Shall I toss her in the clink, sir?” 

“No, no. That will not be necessary. Her boots are too small. I have studied all  the footprints around this building, and they were made by a much larger  person. Almost your size, in fact. Slightly shorter, I’d estimate. Your boot prints  are slightly deeper than theirs. And yours do not stink of cabbage.”  The hand left Carrick’s shoulder. “Very good sir. I will continue to stand guard  sir. Sir!” He saluted, turned, and stomped back to the doorway.   

“So, as you may know, I am Saengkt Ver Beh, the Royal Detective. You, I  surmise, must be Carrick McGee. Don’t look so surprised. I already researched  the governor, all her relatives, her known habits, hobbies, and fetishes. You  want to know what happened to her. Understandable. All we know so far is  that she was kidnapped by a rather large individual, and that vegetables are  involved. Also, judging by letters found in the office, certain individuals have  been writing to the governor for over five years, complaining about a malady  found in the nearby fields. All the letters were sent with fictitious names and  addresses. Names like “Stompin Magrapes” or “Diggin Fields”. Not terribly  imaginative. Not even for a human. “ 

“The footprints lead towards the ferry. I have already interrogated the  ferryman. He remembers seeing a local character with an infamous reputation  crossing with a large roll of carpet over his shoulder.  Do not take action – I  shall alert the Royal Guard, and we will approach this brigand in the manner he  deserves.”  Carrick nodded, and watched the gargoyle flap his way towards the moongate.   “Don’t take action” he mused “Ha! You don’t know me, do you, Mr Beh?”

 on: January 17, 2018, 01:50:46 AM 
Started by Creeger - Last post by Creeger
Thank you!

 on: January 17, 2018, 01:41:53 AM 
Started by Creeger - Last post by LennyM95
I have both items for you. I put them in your new mag mailbox.

 on: January 16, 2018, 07:30:40 PM 
Started by Creeger - Last post by Creeger
I’ve been working on a remodeling project at O’Malley’s in New Magincia.  I’d like to acquire a “Welcome” Door Mat and a Customizable Wall Sign, if anyone has extras they’d be willing to sell or trade.

 on: January 16, 2018, 07:51:51 AM 
Started by CharGar - Last post by Blind Otto
*starts preparing a rescue party*

*finds he doesn't fit into his old platemail leggings any more*

*starts trying to do sit-ups instead*

This rescue attempt may take a while.

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