• 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.

The Working Man


January 24, 306 AC
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The azure eyes of a certain bowtie loving blonde flicked open; with in seconds the man had slipped briskly from the grasp of the snoring red-head that lay beside him; doing similarly with the balled up hound by his feet. He'd grown a routine; which he tried his hardest to follow to the best of his ability..

Lazaruz's mind was full steam ahead to do work; the man would very quickly find himself in the sleeves of his Vigilant Sheild attire; a magnificient mix of purple, grey and gold..

He'd offer a smile to the two still sleeping, before trying his hand at silently making his way downstairs in his armour. Sigrun, the pooch on the bed would offer him a mere tilt of the head; questioning why he'd woken up far sooner than her beauty sleep required. With a pleading look from the blonde; she went back to sleep..

Lazaruz clanked his way down the tight spiral staircase to find himself making his prepatory tea, a necessity to the start of any /real man's/ day, he'd like to think! The knight inhaled at the smell of the sweet addictive substance he held; Oh and in his favourite cup? Oui.. He sipped, and in barely a few moments it was all gone.

The day had begun.


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Right, out the door with the man-- Into the early morning; who too was in the midst of fully waking up.
A light breeze knocking against the man's fringe as he made his way passed the often bustling opera arena that lurked near his home in the direction of the Bastion..

It'd been a mixture of feelings for Lazaruz, setting eyes upon the great castle, the first time he'd returned since serving in the prior seige to rescue Du Pont; still fresh in his memory, in his skin.. Overall the man was just pleased to be able to get back to working to the fullest of his ability without setbacks..

"Err, anyone about!?" Lazaruz's voice echoed through the castle, searching for an answer.

He was answered by silence.

Lazaruz raised a hand to stubled chin giving it a brief rub as he thought to himself briefly. He decided to pretend Ania would see him working on his own as something to merit, grinning sheepishly to himself he'd clank on out of the Bastion on his usual route down the main street.

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It'd been a few hours since Lazaruz had first set foot to the streets of Regalia; his day filled up mostly dealing with petty crimes, nothing the knight couldn't handle.
He decided to take a break at a nearby seat.


The man would shut his eyes briefly, sniffing the air, praising the moment of silence.
Yet of course this was cut short by a scream for a guard. They always came when he was settling...
Lazaruz got to his feet, and charged off to see what the comotion was.

back to work.
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(@PurrPleh , @MiniPurrPleh , @Riyara)
OOC NOTES:
- Sorry this one was kinda rubbish, compared to my normal writing..
I'm getting back in the swing of things; if this story didn't seem to really go anywhere.
I've been trying to write alot, but find myself getting anxiety and not posting them! xD
Thanks for reading ~
 
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January 24, 306 AC
page-divider_3636.png
The azure eyes of a certain bowtie loving blonde flicked open; with in seconds the man had slipped briskly from the grasp of the snoring red-head that lay beside him; doing similarly with the balled up hound by his feet. He'd grown a routine; which he tried his hardest to follow to the best of his ability..

Lazaruz's mind was full steam ahead to do work; the man would very quickly find himself in the sleeves of his Vigilant Sheild attire; a magnificient mix of purple, grey and gold..

He'd offer a smile to the two still sleeping, before trying his hand at silently making his way downstairs in his armour. Sigrun, the pooch on the bed would offer him a mere tilt of the head; questioning why he'd woken up far sooner than her beauty sleep required. With a pleading look from the blonde; she went back to sleep..

Lazaruz clanked his way down the tight spiral staircase to find himself making his prepatory tea, a necessity to the start of any /real man's/ day, he'd like to think! The knight inhaled at the smell of the sweet addictive substance he held; Oh and in his favourite cup? Oui.. He sipped, and in barely a few moments it was all gone.

The day had begun.


Old_Buildings_on_the_Darro%2C_Granada%2C_by_David_Roberts_1834.JPG


Right, out the door with the man-- Into the early morning; who too was in the midst of fully waking up.
A light breeze knocking against the man's fringe as he made his way passed the often bustling opera arena that lurked near his home in the direction of the Bastion..

It'd been a mixture of feelings for Lazaruz, setting eyes upon the great castle, the first time he'd returned since serving in the prior seige to rescue Du Pont; still fresh in his memory, in his skin.. Overall the man was just pleased to be able to get back to working to the fullest of his ability without setbacks..

"Err, anyone about!?" Lazaruz's voice echoed through the castle, searching for an answer.

He was answered by silence.

Lazaruz raised a hand to stubled chin giving it a brief rub as he thought to himself briefly. He decided to pretend Ania would see him working on his own as something to merit, grinning sheepishly to himself he'd clank on out of the Bastion on his usual route down the main street.

julien-renoult-medieval-city-test.jpg

It'd been a few hours since Lazaruz had first set foot to the streets of Regalia; his day filled up mostly dealing with petty crimes, nothing the knight couldn't handle.
He decided to take a break at a nearby seat.


The man would shut his eyes briefly, sniffing the air, praising the moment of silence.
Yet of course this was cut short by a scream for a guard. They always came when he was settling...
Lazaruz got to his feet, and charged off to see what the comotion was.

back to work.
flourish-31609_960_720.png

(@PurrPleh , @MiniPurrPleh , @Riyara)
OOC NOTES:
- Sorry this one was kinda rubbish, compared to my normal writing..
I'm getting back in the swing of things; if this story didn't seem to really go anywhere.
I've been trying to write alot, but find myself getting anxiety and not posting them! xD
Thanks for reading ~
 
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