• Regalian Roleplay Rules

    1. Roleplay rules apply in this category.
    2. Posts are in-character.
    3. Posts are not anonymous.
    4. Posts and reactions made to posts are public. What your character says or does is known by all other characters. If you would like a reaction to be private, do not post it as a public response to a thread. Roleplay it out on the server!
    5. Out-of-character commentary on threads is not allowed unless it is specifically spoiled or bracketed, and/or highlights additional information for in-character responses.
    6. Meme responses are not allowed. This includes reposting the same content as the poster(s) above, or repeating catch phrases on a post.

  • Inventory Split Incoming

    MassiveCraft will be implementing an inventory split across game modes to improve fairness, balance, and player experience. Each game mode (Roleplay and Survival) will have its own dedicated inventory going forward. To help players prepare, we’ve opened a special storage system to safeguard important items during the transition. For full details, read the announcement here: Game Mode Inventory Split blog post.

    Your current inventories, backpacks, and ender chest are in the shared Medieval inventory. When the new Roleplay inventory is created and assigned to the roleplay world(s) you will lose access to your currently stored items.

    Important Dates

    • April 1: Trunk storage opens.
    • May 25: Final day to submit items for storage.
    • June 1: Inventories are officially split.

    Please make sure to submit any items you wish to preserve in the trunk storage or one of the roleplay worlds before the deadline. After the split, inventories will no longer carry over between game modes.

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It began as a morning like any other.


The sky was a soft canvas of pale blue, and the air carried the dry warmth of the desert sun. You walked a familiar path, your mind already at the university, where your daughter was in the final year of her Advanced Engineering studies. The pride in your chest was almost as sweet as your pallet - honey, pomegranates, and wine, the morning's indulgence, a ritual before seeing her.


But then the world split open.


The first sign was the screams, sharp and desperate, rising in waves from the streets below. Then the sirens - alarms that shattered the air like glass. You turned toward the sound, heart pounding, but it was too late. From the horizon, a wall of sand appeared, not like a natural storm, but a living thing, malevolent and hungry. It roared as it came, a deafening howl that swallowed the sky and blotted out the sun.


You tried to run.


But to where? Your feet betrayed you as the sandstorm crashed into the city and the ground trembled. It was unlike anything you'd ever known: more than wind, more than sand. The storm bit into your skin, the razor-like grains tearing through flesh and flaying skin as though it were nothing. Flames erupted around you as the floating city began to crumble. Elegant towers you'd known your whole life, consumed in smoke and fire as their metal skeletons twisted and fell.


In the chaos, you tried to think of your daughter, to call out her name, but the pain was all-consuming. You felt your very being peel away, each breath filling your lungs with fire as the storm pulled you apart. You could barely see through the haze of blood and sand... and then you were falling, as the city finally collapsed beneath you.


The ground rushed up, cruel and inevitable.


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