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Getting nostalgic since I'm probably shifting completely to PGRP soon. It started here, huh. 😭

Dude I thought it was just a paper cut oh my god.

sorta feels like you didn't really try 😕 I dunno. Everyone's being really nice and respecting your post but I'm inherently toxic, so maybe I can match your energy. Obviously do what you want, feel what you want, express yourself how you want, etc. Insults, though? lmao, be better. This is childish. The fact that the CAPTCHA was tricky proves that you didn't actually read the guides, right? Instead of complaining shouldn't you try and...read the guide? If you had, you'd know that the wiki is optional. Page creation there is different, so just use the forums? Why would you just trash on the new site? I spent ten minutes looking for the search button on PGRP, yet somehow I was able to go on with my day without crying. I honestly would have just moved on but you literally insulted @Dabi in the midst of your tantrum and that's just rude. If you have a problem with someone's writing I can't imagine why you wouldn't offer constructive criticism. I had a character who was winning a fight against a literal god but @Phoebe contacted me and we all wrote a more plausible thread together. It's as easy as that. If you want people to grow you've gotta help out. This is really disappointing, since I enjoyed writing with you. Omar and Lexa had interesting interactions, and suddenly I need to reevaluate my judge of character. Rip All in all, I'm glad you voiced your thoughts. Being unhappy about the transition is reasonable and I can sympathize. I don't want anyone to pretend to be happy about Valucre going read-only. People should be sad and should feel comfortable saying so. Still, in the same way Supernal didn't say: "fuck yall, I'm out" you could have been better. Your opinion isn't worthless. It actually carries weight. bye. What a way to see yourself out.

Yep I'm still interested in saving the faeries @Dabi Are you on PGRP yet?

Looks like it's up to you to decide that. You and other writers, of course. The connectedness of Valucre was established, but was it ever real? It's all just writing, you know? I don't mean to be reductive, at all. I mean that it can be done again. The new site seems to have a collaboration idea, in which territories can be linked through...writing. Settings can be imported as Remnants. Ideas can be preserved. In the end, these worlds are what we make of them. Obviously we'll lose the sense of history. I came in and played in the worlds of other writers, hopefully furthering their vision but who knows? Part of me likes the idea of a 'reset.' Part of me is also panicking and thinking of all my characters and threads. I'll be looking into the Remnant system for that. I also don't know that anything's abrupt here. We have a month to tie things up and prepare for the shift. That's a month to think about whether we want to migrate. I understand being upset. A lot of investment has gone into this site, I've seen it. But, what exactly is dying? Is Valucre special? Sure, I guess. But it's the people that made it special, right? The writing. Writing doesn't need to exist under this banner, specifically. Especially if the banner has been up for as long as this one has. Ironically, I hate change, so I'm surprised that I'm supporting this. I'll think about things. Research PGRP's wiki and see if I can fully wrap my head around things. All in all, I'll probably head over to the new site. These are just my 2 cents, I guess.

No worries, take your time. I'm a busy guy, so slower posting works fine for me. Feel better!

"Rested?" Karis asked. She toyed with the word, not looking up from her hands. "Sure, I'd say so. Whether I'm ready is something I'll decide when I'm in the thick of it, though." She chuckled and glanced at the approaching water as he masterfully wielded their breakfast plates. Pancakes and eggs were placed at their table and Karis' nostrils flared at the scent. Gods, she was starving. "What about you, Saul?" she murmured distractedly. "Are you rested? Ready?" Whether or not the psychic answered, Karis dove into the meal quickly. Haywood had paid for the services here, so she wasn't exactly stingy with her orders. The runes that enhanced her demanded energy, and so she had her fill. When finished, Karis rose swiftly and nodded to the waiter. She dragged a hand across her lip to wipe away any grease. "Haywood's not here, yet, but I'd rather get a head start anyway. That Hydra isn't likely to wait, is it?" She'd wait for Saul to finish his meal before exiting the inn and taking in the morning air. It was crisp, and the townspeople seemed to still be in bed. The sun shone through a cloudless sky, yet the day was hardly warm. Casting one look around the quiet town, Karis set off down the main road with her pack over her shoulder. She didn't see any horses for sale so perhaps they'd get something down the road. For now, they needed to move.

@Mystic_Lhoth I noticed you had your character bring a magnifying glass. BONUS POINTS haha

He slowed down to a jog and the wind accommodated the request, easing him off of its support. His eyes took in the sight of Ellenwood. He'd never come this far east of Lagrimosa, but the roads had been fine. Clearly things were a bit tamer here than the cities. In fact, it reminded Will of his home. The mundanity of it all. There was an active citizenry, here, with the pedestrians and merchants going about their afternoon. Gods, what was that aroma? His stomach growled just from the whiff of it. A warm breeze carried a hint of cinnamon and bread. He walked down the path, boots thumping on the cobble with every step. The sound was drowned out by the townspeople, who were going about their day with an air of content. As Will walked, he found a smile plastered on his face. It was a grin, really. He knew that it was was the sight of children chasing each other that did him in. Adjusting his pack on his shoulder, Will Sharr entered Ellenwood's comforting atmosphere and let it wash over him. No destination in mind, he thought. I could stay here for a bit before venturing out again. He'd been traveling aimlessly since Blairville. While he'd encountered skirmishes, there had been nothing impactful just yet. The life of an adventurer could be rather prosaic in between exciting bouts, it seemed. A flash of movement shattered the procession of his thoughts. Will's eyes widened as a dark streak descended from the sky. He called on the Wind and pushed off with his feet, soaring backwards in an effort to gain some distance. He landed with a grunt, then crouched as the townspeople scattered in a panic. In a heartbeat Will's hands moved to his crossbow and quiver, but he simply watched from afar as a man landed deftly on the pavement and simply...walked away. What? He glanced upward and blanched at the sight of a dark creature flying miles above. Was that a dragon? The townspeople chattered in awe and fear as Will rose to his feet, confused. "Cursed Constable. What good comes of asking strangers for help?" Will turned to see who was speaking. It was a young man, roughly Will's age by appearance. "What was that?" The man glanced at him. He had his arms crossed and a face marred by a scowl that looked like it was often there. "Bah. The Constable's asking for help with the fairy problem. That is probably another person looking to waste his time. Although, it's one of the flashier entrances I've seen as of yet." Fairy problem? Will frowned and turned to see the direction the dragon rider had gone. He was gone now, but Will's eyes were drawn to a building with a sign titled: Official Residence of the Ellentown Constabulary ...in golden lettering. He relaxed his grip on the crossbow and began to walk. Indeed, he felt as if the wind itself were pushing him there. Whether this was another minor issue or his next big quest, he didn't care. If a Constable felt unequipped to handle this issue, Will was concerned. He opened the building door and saw the dragon rider being directed to an office. Clearing his throat, Will told the man at the desk: "I'm with him," and summarily followed. He felt a knot in his stomach as he entered the office and came face to face with the Constable. "I'm William Sharr," he said with a sigh. "You can call me Will. Glad to know you, sir."

Late Update: Relevant threads: Per the events in these threads, Will Sharr underwent his first adventure. Changes: gained a Glizer tattoo sleeve from Professor Donovan allowing access to element of Air. Kind of like a wind rune. No named techniques as of yet, but there is certainly a change in how Will perceives the air around him. Enhanced speed from wind rune Subtle personality shift. A new perspective on the world after encountering Mone and uncovering his deceit. ~100 gold.

Usually it's first come first serve. After that we follow the order established.

This sounds great. I think I have Will Sharr wandering around Lagrimosa. He'd be interested and so am I!

You were clear about who the punch thing was directed to, no worries. I was just aiming to keep the flow going, as I wasn't sure when Purple Eagle or Thomas would be posting. Either way, the Tavern is definitely a precursor for bigger and better things. It's common for conversations/RP to die off, as most people just use this as a place to find their footing. If you're ready, maybe look in the Water Cooler for threads? If you're not ready to go off on your own, you and I can definitely do our own thread. It's why I'm here. Just to check: @ThomasHoward , are you done with the Tavern?