• 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.

Death Of Dyrnos Mortinus?

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It was the hour before dawn, the air was sour and palpable while smelling of moisture. It has rained just a few moments before, dew-like droplets still descended gracefully from the angelic heavens above the holy empire. It could be noticed even by the most ignorant of creatures of the increase of Mundian Institution guards patrolling the streets as one would near the home of Dyrnos Mortinus, the grandmaster of said group.

The home as very poorly lit and a glowing light from a candle inside would be noticeable by the crack between the curtains. The gloomy atmosphere would only contribute to the sickly scene as something would seem unbalanced. "An Invasion has occurred at Inkana, Mortinus. They are looking far and wide for you… with their search boundaries as far as daylight reaches." A sweet voice would be audible.


"That would be correct. Let them come, I fear not death" The voice of Dyrnos would respond.


The conversation was raised just above a whisper, but was still rather just slightly hearable outside, where eyes, red as rubies and some black as coal, would be barely seen by the shadows outside; the eavesdroppers on the conversation.

"I need you to rise to power, my friend. My time here is limited."

"I've signed the papers already, the Institution belongs to me now. Ser Mortinus, you should be going. Perhaps you still have time to make your escape."

"I need not to run. Though corrupt and darkened by evil, I have taken too many lives. You know the empathetic law 'An eye for an eye' well. But I need you to not to come into ruling just yet, merely pull some strings if need be. I will not allow you to share the same fate as I."

A quick sweep would pass the table, like a plate gliding across a countertop. The material was obviously glass, but seemed to contain a liquid inside due a much deeper rumble for a noise produced.

"The Void Wars have been placed as a taboo among Regalia, we speak silence by carrying on the acts and ideals of the Institution…" Dyrnos' voice would echo before continuing.

"This is a vial of blood acquired by an executioner, it belonged to a possessed man who was hung during the Dark Days; the Void Invasion. Take it and present it to the members of the Institution as a sign of your ruling."

There would be a pause, stretching far too long. Footsteps would rise up to a room above; another would stand, while paper is heard as it is picked up.

The red eyes would have disappeared by now, the black ones watching the window of the dorm belonging to Dyrnos, who picked up a knife and slowly cut his veins upwards in his left arm. Three shadows would be watching him from behind, the color drained from them and their eyes as red as an eclipsed moon. They would watch Dyrnos as his blood is purposely poured into a candle. He would turn and a clogged scream would be heard as one of the Fallen Humans covers the Geldo Humans mouth, Dyrnos would drop, the other two strangers kicking him to the ground. However, the thud would have seemed to call upon the person below the room, and as the door to Dyrnos' room opens time itself seemed to slow down.

A blade would rise, a katana, and a females silver eyes would flash dedication as a head flies against the window, shattering it. The two bandits would grab Dyrnos' still struggling body, leaving a trail from the room and out the window, and with inhuman levitation-like jumps, would speed out of the home.


The female had disappeared as quickly as the bandit was decapitated; its body now resting in the place it had tried to grab Dyrnos. Finally, metallic laugher would fill the street, as the black eyed tall humanoid would disappear into the sewer systems, following the two bandits and the still living human.


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