• 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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Rionna trudged slowly along the darkened streets, beneath the sparkling silent eyes of her namesake, when she finally came upon the new notice. Mild curiosity briefly flickered across her weary expression and she took one of them to read, slumping down against the board with a huff to rest her aching feet, but her respite was not to last. A concerned frown clouded her expression as she read but quickly broke into a thunderclap as she continued, crushing the paper between her hands.

She stood, forcing a slow, controlled breath through her nose before carefully smoothing out the notice again and placing it in a more prominent spot, then bolted away for Fairbanks, lightning and rain mingling in her eyes. When she got home and embraced her bloodied friend, she tried to be a comforting and soothing presence, but there was one thought rumbling around in her mind.

Cynesigne give me fury.


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