• 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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As Arlawyn dealt with the retinue of Kathar, Asher and Joasaie looked towards the Paladin with tense determination. Slow, hesitant steps turned into a full charge as they met the enemy head-on.


With each spell thrown, the two dodged by a hair. With each swing of a silver sword, one of them would block or parry it away. Even with all her skill and time on the battlefield, this was a fight she couldn't guarantee they could win. It was a two on one, yet the Paladin had enough experience to keep the sides almost even. It seemed the best that could be done is slowly keep his spells from being cast. She felts the ground shake with a particularly strong spell before she pressed forward once-more with Asher. Eventually, their efforts started to take effect. The Paladin's spells grew less frequent, the two unwilling to give him any time to prepare a spell until it was now just a sword at his disposal.


A swing of the Paladin's silver sword met Nenya'thea only to have the Yanar forced back by it strength and to her knee with a heavy breath escaping her. Not willing to let Asher fight this imposing enemy alone, she rose back to her feet with no small amount of effort. Seeing the Altalar knocked away as well, she brought the artifact up with both hands before forcing it to the ground with a yell. The staff's power surged into the ground and summoned a root that sped towards the Kathar and ensnare his body. A grin came to the Yanar's face, yelling at Asher to bring the enemy down. Unable to move, since doing so meant the Paladin would be freed, she could only watch with wide eyes as the Kathar used one last burst of magic to shatter the Altalar's weapon and ruin his arm. As she realized his magic had ended his own life, Joasaie moved out of the stance, the summoned root withering into nothing and letting the Paladin's body fall to the ground with a wet thud.


Joasaie tiredly moved towards Asher, calling for a medic to help him as she collapsed next to him with an exhausted huff. They won, but was the cost of Asher's arm worth it? She sat there next to him while the medics rushed to help, waving them away to instead focus solely on her comrade. She kept by him as they were led to the city, unable to help but smile in victory towards the familiar faces and cheers she passed on the way to where the injured were being treated; a comment thrown towards Jared Kade at spotting him, an attempt to lighten his mood, "I think I deserve a drink at the tavern after that match, don't you think Ser Kade? Who knew I had it in me? Hehehe." Asher's state along with her own though likely reduced the attempt, as they both had gone through a grinder; the Altalar's arm in shambles while she herself was covered in various cuts that still bled and obvious bruising despite lacking the visual signs of the latter.


Upon being set to a cot next to Asher, she remarked solely to him as he was tended to, "Good job, friend. We won. We did it..." With that said, the Yanar finally fell against her cot, clutching her artifact tightly as she found the sleep she readily welcomed.


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