• 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.

What Happend?

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The sound of a loud burp was heard through the ship. He was there again, as the night before and the night before that. He thought of the night's events, he thought of Tanoro, his son. He thought of the boy he was and the man he'd become, he was different. Tanoro was such a fragile boy he assumed, he couldn't hurt a fly, but he hurt a lot more than a bug, the man glanced to his leg that was wrapped in a bloody old shirt. The man took yet another swig from the mug of ale as he looked up in thought. Something was bothering him, the recurring image of Tanoro's face as the moon lit over it, he knew he hurt the boy, but then he thought of Ardige, he clenched his fists, it was him who took his boy away he thought.


"That sly bastard."


He realized how much he missed his son, how he relied on Tanoro so much. Truthfully so Tanoro was all he had for family, he never thought he'd see a day where they were not together. His son grew into a man and he wasn't there to see it, his son found a girl of his own and he missed that as well. The man knew he wasn't the best father, he was far from it, he also knew that he trained his son to stand up for himself, but was that what he wanted, No. He knew that answer for sure, he reminded himself why he did this. Tanoro was better off with him than with any other Viduggla and none of his own kin or any Black was going to get in the way of that and none of them did. It was his own son who did which he couldn't comprehend. This was his boy, the son he raised the son he trained and the son that he needed. His thinking came to a halt as a shipmate barged into his bunk.


"Sir! Sir! We need to get movin' storm will be gettin' worse from here!" said the frail teen


"Alright lower the sails! Make way back to Ithania!"


"Ser Linus, where is ye'r boy Tanoro, is that not what we came here for?"


"Just get a move on. We're leaving without him."


The boy hesitated but nodded, Linus climbed up the ship's stairs as it rocked, he looked back at Regalia he was never coming back and he knew that. What was the feeling, regret, loneliness it was something he never felt before? He nodded and mumbled something.


"Tanoro… stay safe my boy."



The ship crashed over the waves as the storm's wind carried it. As Linus kept looking at the empty docks, he smiled.
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