• 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.

A Dead Army

There goes a story of a Songaskian woman...
who could control an entire army of the Undead...
It is said that this woman wiped out an entire town...
Just from her home...

She lived in a small town, just outside Regalia.
The town was getting plagued by murder, performed by, what she believed was, a racist crime gang.
This woman had a son. He was twelve years old.
One day, he was found dead. Murdered.
The woman asked the authorities for help, but they did little to nothing.
She would soon realize that this wasn't a crime gang.
After burying her son underneath the sun in a quiet place, the woman decided to end this for once and for all.

That night, her and five Songaskians began their revenge.
Two of them were men, playing on a djembe.
The other three were women.
Two of them were dancing in some ritual way, the other one gave the woman bowls that had special items.
Sitting in a black circle that contained ancient signs, the woman placed the bowls in front of her.
There were three bowls.
The first one contained black pearls.
The second one contained three black feathers.
The third one contained a stone with some ancient Songaskian sign in it.

The woman held her hand above the first bowl and spoke a few words out loud.
It was a spell, ancient Sofaal.
As she spoke the words, she slowly moved her hand to each bowl.
She then closed her eyes.

Not far from her house was a graveyard. Suddenly, the graves busted open.
Skeletons came out of their grave and slowly began marching to an old, abandoned looking house on the hill...

In this abandoned house was some light from a small fire.
Three men were sitting in there, celebrating their latest kill.
They were drinking ale and were tipsy.
Suddenly, the door busted open as the army of skeletons marched inside.
Surprised and scared by the infiltration, and being under the influence of alcohol, the men could do little to defend themselves.
They were screaming as their limbs were thrown apart and their flesh was ripped from their bones.
Soon after the men were killed, the army continued to wipe the entire town out.

Soon after that, the town was discovered and the news spread like a walking fire.
Out of fear, people avoided the town or put items near the house of the woman, hoping she wouldn't come after them.

But of course, that's all just a story right?
Who could possibly spawn an entire army of the dead...


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