Just to add my two cents.. I try to think of Ps taken as a real life view point for my character. So I have always enjoyed not having a mini map and only getting those couple of starting maps when making a new character. But this is of course just my personnel opinion. I know of a few different people who have managed to make some amazing maps and other cool looking trinkets using the scrolls. Most tend to use an out of game program to make whatever it is they want then transfer the data in game so it shows when looking at the right scroll. They manage to make some particularly cool looking things from this. I myself or Naira at least tries to make some wilderness herbal location maps. That I have sold during markets. I have only ever used the scrolls in game program to make these and they are very time consuming to make one. I want to be able to have a set for every "wilderness" map one day but they are quite long to finish just one. I have only ever managed to map out so far the roads from Hydlaa to Oja. Figure it is a good start as well as you never really run into a new player asking how to get to Grug before they have at least made their way to Oja.

So really before this becomes to long. There is the possibility to have maps in game. Make them, find them, Role play to find out some names of people who might have made something amazing already. If you want to find out who might have some maps already made best advice , Rp those questions. Also if you have trouble finding your way around without a minimap. Use that as inspiration for rp. Don't force role play but something like getting lost easily sounds like a perfect trait to explore rp venues with and for a large variety of other players.

  awesome stuff Jilata , Im really digging those Klyros 

  Awesome ! Can't wait for the shaded version  Wtg Mari

  Really love the wings, they arch just right. And I have to agree klyros look better with a more defined chin, very argonian. All in all, Awesome Sauce Mari

OH WOW Teshia  I love the textures on Teeleh's Tunic. Sooooo Gorgeous ! and the way you have Teeleh's hand disappearing into Teshia's hair. Ahhwn So good almost would think "Meh, maybe Teeleh is an okay kind of guy after all!" Love it

Likes:
- Character development !! I want there to be a reason for every action I play out with my character. And more often then not I will have a reason, Naira might not be so comfortable with out right answering a why question but there is always a reason for her actions.
- Long drawn out conversations with no real direction. I like seeing how actions and reactions to subtleties in words play out. Especially when meeting someone new. You never know what will what is a sore spot or vice versa for that person.
- Details Galore  I love finding a super long description, whether or not I even talk with them, I just love finding that detail filled description and diving right into. I rarely rp with strangers for IC reasons, but I have read almost every description that ran past me or ran over me with a rivnak.. gotta keep a list of those pedestrian manglers.
- Getting a song to sound pretty nifty with the in game music composer.
- Rp that is just drowning in walls and waterfalls of text. I put a lot of time and thought into my character Naira. With that I want it to show. If I said left hand and not just a hand .. yes there is a reason dun dun dunnnn.
-Finding Rp out and about the wilds. It is easy to walk past the smiths or the tavern and see if there is someone but i have always found those extremely random encounters the most entertaining.
- /harvest ... with a sickle ! an ax just looks dumb.

Dislikes:
-Acronyms , I hate them. Especially when you are new. You are treated like a leper for what one means and more often then not those who love to use solely acronyms have delusions of grandeur about them.
-tl;dr  I honestly had no idea what this acronym was till I played this game and it is sad. You are playing a text driven role playing game genius. I realize it is not everyone's cup of tea to have reasons and story driven character development and details piled onto every sentence. But I have yet to find an acronym as offensive as this one is to me.
- modern terms used IC. example SoandSo  calls TheirFriend with their cellphones. Seriously, why even play a game with a given time period if you are going to walk around using slang and modern technologies ?
- Players who enjoy being trolls. If I could I would build a bridge for each and everyone of you to have and hold and cherish for your very own. But I haven't figured out a way to open a portal to the multiverse yet, little alone how to trap you on the other side.

Chapter Two: The Reunion

The fog was thick as duppong jelly. The branches on the trees looking more like that of knobby arms reaching for victims to pull into the white clouds. Surrounding a handful of houses almost eclipsed within the billowing haze. Even with the dieing night the obscurity of the smoke remained. Nothing detoured the confident stride of the Dermorian. A soft jingle followed her as the straps and buckles of her leather armor clapped together from her march. Breathing in deeply, wishing to keep the mist of the dawn within her, as she looked about the desolate village. There could be no more then five rooftops she concluded as she reached the central square of the town. A mischievous smile growing on her lips at the thought of a race among the fog and peaks of the small homes. A soft applause raises from her hands as she begins to lose her train of thought into day dreams. She was picturing it, clear as crystal. The jugglers would be perfect skipping in out of the wisps in one corner, while the flame eaters stationed at the opposing corner. The ring leader barking out commands from the center. The parade of beasts and trained animals weaving out and about. The elven lady holds out her arms straight as arrows as she pretends the cobble stone under her feet was nothing more then a thin wire. A deep sigh escapes her as the clouds of imagination lift from her mind just like the heavy fog was now quickly dissipating. The quiet village would soon awake. She turned searching for the correct building. If growing up in a traveling circus had taught her anything it was that no matter how small the city or large the kingdom. There was always a tavern and within it's walls the promise of another days adventure.

Would she find anyone worth adding the act to the family business she wondered as she began to practice the recruitment speech. So many times before she had heard her father recite it. It had only been a couple weeks since she split off from the troupe. Her parent's first real vote of confidence, letting her leave alone in search of quality performers. "How strange all the windows are boarded up"  It was only a fleeting thought as she pushed open the doors of the bar and yet if she had remained more vigilant she would have noticed it sooner. But it was already to late as she pushed her way into the darken tavern, She quickly began to cough on the thick smoke inside. A mix of a smoldering fire without a vent and the smoke pouring from the many masked pipe smokers lining the counter or filling the seats of the tables. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness and the pain subsiding from the initial impact of the toxic smoke, she could feel the many gaze of the patrons of the hovel. " Right into a pit of snakes " she concluded as she cursed herself for her credulous overconfidence.

" You're late, Wench" the voice came from behind the counter. She inched closer to get a better look before being hit with the booming voice again. " And I thought I made it clear in the letter, My humble customers want to see more skin from the help. That's two strikes already Missy" said the burly Ylian. He stood behind the counter and was the only clearly visible face besides her own among the hunched crowd filling the alehouse. His left eye was covered with a dark red patch hiding part of the grisly scar crackling like lighting from his forehead down to his chin. He rubbed down the surface of the bar as he stared through her with his one good eye. The proprietor wore a simple brown tunic with the sleeves cut off from the shoulder and black pants. There was a rusty cleaver embedded into the surface of the counter, that he would use to swat at any daring hands reaching for a free pint. He pushed a tray full of mugs towards her as he barked " Now get to it servant girl and don't drop these or that will be your third strike. " He looks her over with a smug look before adding " And then I'll have to let the wolves take care of you". A loud round of howls and applause erupts from within the rathskeller at the owner's words. He points her in the direction of the table and returns his attention to the swine sitting in front of him.

The lass swallowed her pride in a gulp as she took hold on the tray " Now is no time for heroism " She thought to herself. The elven maiden was grateful that the mistaken identity had at least allowed her a few more moments to elaborate an escape plan. She tired to take stock of the interior as the parade began, taking a full tray of tankards to the sweaty bandits sitting around the tables and back to the counter for more. Each rotation increasingly more difficult as quick feet would dart in front of her or hands push only wishing to trip her and relish in the outcome of her final mistake. Soon her attention was only on the obstacle course of criminals and the thought of her time that was quickly dwindling without an escape route being formulated.

Then the walls of the tavern reverberated with the Ylian's voice " All right Lass, now take this tray to the benefactors upstairs " He points to a scrawny spiral of a staircase hidden behind the bear like man. " An' best to not look them in the face, Girl. They are not as kind these scoundrels" The boss pushes the tray towards her laden with a couple full bottles of wine and  three fine silver chalices. The Dermorian carried the tray with both hands carefully up the uneven stairway till she was face to face with a slightly jarred door. "This is my chance " she thought as she balanced the tray against the door frame pushing a hand into a pocket of her leather armor. Retrieving a small package she opened it , drifting it in front of her nose. When the tell tale signs that signaled that she chose the right pouch, It was quickly emptied into the bottles of wine. The dust was a soft brown that only faintly smelled of mold. The elven woman knew it would not add any flavor and only hoped the strong liquor would cover the scent. It was after all only a quick acting sleeping drought and not that of a deadly poison. "Even if they can taste it, the effects should take hold before they resist it" the girl thought. There was no telling what was on the other side of the door but she guessed a room of three men was easier to take care of then an entire floor of thieves and just maybe there would be a side exit in the upper floor room.  Keeping her eyes to the floor as she knocked on the door , now ready to roll the dice with her haphazard plan. The voices within did conclude her presumptions that there would be only three men. However, there is nothing in all of Yliakum that could of prepared her for the melodic voice of the Nolthrir.

" Naira !? How .. What are YOU doing here ? "

With wide eyes , the Dermorian looked up into the face of her long lost childhood friend of Kenzi. There was no hiding the look of shock on both the girls face's as they stared from across the room at each other.

I tried many different times but i was never able to login into the Bugtracker , Nor did i find any explanation on how to register, but none the less here is the bug i found.

While Harvesting with the command /harvest on the patch of Blue Cohosh Root on Oja road 1 , with a successful harvest I would receive the msg that I gained practice points in Mining and not that of Harvesting, because with each successful msg being few and far between for me on this plant , I have not been able to determine if the points do end in the Mining skill or the Harvesting skill. Especially after I had a server crash while harvesting I have been unable to get a single success since.