isvash: Does that matter? Even you could determine something was misspelled and know _it_is_ abnormal; so then pointing that out -- does it make you feel that this is your daily English class?
Quelmotza: It will be shed the same "difference of opinion" for all the rest of the games you may dislike. Don't you dare criticizing whatever you also do too. 'Some' people may like RPG as you and some of us; and 'some' people may not like RPG at all.
It's true story. I didn't switch my weapon, I found numerous Occult Runes, similar as how when I didn't buy or sell anything on Feudalism 1 to somehow receive many Blue Items. 82 years old in that story I wanted to hint it for 82 Strength requirement for using a Greek Fire.
I was only exaggerating the greatness that is "Occult Rune forged Greek Fire +10 plus Fast Throwing Skill Maximized = Uber Pwntazoid." the comment I made below.
I have fought and fought hard, bloodshed this hand-me-down rusty mace until I turned 82. Once again, I was resting in the Capital of Great Republic Trades, Caesarea, when I saw this enormous shine -- absolutely had my eyes momentarily blind, at first glance, it was so beautiful that words could not describe it. Just as I was reaching my hand to caress its golden surface, a passerby of a roguish character bested me, ran towards the dark alley where I cornered him. He begged for mercy as I drew my bloody-rusty old mace, demanding to give me that bright artifact. He freely handed it over for I was very glad. I took it to the nearby forge, augmented it to its greatest form, engraved the rune I found inside the pocket of a dead rogue. Since that time frame, I hereby am known as "Karl the Golden Bullet" in all the worlds of Feudalonia.
I, Karl, hailed from the small town Risby, of Holy Orders, immigrated down south, to Caesarea. Therein I hunted down rogues, those wretched raiders nearby the oasis with my starting weapon. Frankly I have never switched my weapon nor brandished myself a new armor. I have had this theory after reading the great ancient scroll called Feudalism I, where the hero happened to have found the most rarest of all antiquities over every lands. Only expenses I spent were the food and wine, potions and the ship fare. I did not use any of the leftover items my fallen dead rogue soldiers dropped, because I thought these recently dead souls would come haunt me for eternity. Neither have I sold those gears just because I thought these would bring the wearers misfortunes. I have forged my starting mace that my father the great bishop left for me when he marched out to defeat an infamous rogue who killed him, 10th times forged to its enormity.
AT ALL TIMES we're both the predator and the prey... At all times we must anticipate the hourglass of luck that is fate. We must choose a move and bet on it. Risk everything you got. It's a Gamble.
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