• 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.

Arrival In Calemberg

YcAPmdh.png

It was a solemn autumn in 294AC when I disembarked the vessel that carried me only to cross the great white plains and stand before the stretching gates of Left and Right. Stuck in a stupor I remained standing, my eyes drifting between the cast-iron archways. Either flung open time to time, though no man or woman left their premises neither did any approach and enter.

trial.jpg

For hours I hesitated before I gathered my strength and approached the guardsman standing ward.


"Through which gate may I enter?" I asked.


"Either." He answered. "Though none yet."


Shocked and unable to advance I recoiled to find solace on a solemn bench and settle myself waiting. Time-to-time I stood up to pose the same question, meeting similar answers. I found myself loitering around the bench for five years before I first understood.


"Through which gate may I enter?" I asked.


"Either." He answered. "Though none yet."


"When will I know which one to pass?" I asked.


"The last time we will ever meet." He answered and extended a hand. I grasped and shook it, then turned to cross the white plains again and depart on my vessel.

Adrienne d'Ortonnaise
 
Last edited: