Travels

If you're reading this, I'm more than likely dead. This will be the start of my written journey through CivCraftia. It is currently Monday, November 26th, 2:05 am EST. I recently left the town I called home...Treefell. Along with the remainder of my

money, friends and home...my sanity also resides there. I'm about 500 blocks out, sitting in a cobblestone tent on DTroll's island. (Thats my name, by the way) while I wait for the sun to arise. I'm advancing towards Mercer. Rumor has it that they're

looking to start a formal government after their previous one fell. My goal: Be a part of it. I dodged out on my rent at Treefell, and also in rockstar fashion: I trashed my apartment. I feel bad for the owner, but i needed the stuff to survive. I am/was

poor. Sorry to the Treefell Apartments owner. I feel bad, particularily because he gave me a free room when I stumbled into the city for the first time. I was hungry as fuck too, so he gave me some bread. The kid's a good kid, thats for sure.

Again, if this book makes it somewhere. I'm sorry. I'm especially sorry to Splashy. He's my first real friend in this server, and I feel bad about leaving him behind. I was going to bring up some sort of rebellion to him, and maybe plan a raid. But not

anymore. Right now i'm focused on my journey. Anyways, the sun's coming up. Wish me luck. -D

Day 2 complete. Here I am, hobbled up in a hole in the ground ready to update you on my travels. Just to get a sense of scope, I put 1500 metres between myself and DTroll's Island since the last update. 1500 metres of pure fucking pain. It starts out

with me crossing an OCEAN! And of course, smart guy DTroll forgets to pack a trusty boat. GUESS IM SWIMMING THEN! So after about 37 hours of thrashing about in the water like a dying giraffe, i finally reach land NOPE it's an island. BACK TO

SWIMMING! When that was all said and done, i reached land. Sweet, merciful land. And of course, there's always a flippin crafting table everywhere I look. I could walk for years in one direction and every time i turned my head I'd still see a stupid table

o' crafts. Anyways, i keep walking. BAM, desert! Not as bad as an ocean but equally as frusturating. NO LANDMARKS ANYWHERE. Luckily i have Rei's minimap, which by the way, I don't give a flying rattata if it's cheating or not. Without it, I'd be

assbackwards in a forest getting repeatedly humped by bandits while they chant "GIVE ME YOUR IRON". By the way, i hope Mercer is worth it. Seriously. If i get there and it's as barren and deserted as every other city i've found, i'll be

pissed right off. Anyways, off we go for day 3. Wish me luck. -D

Day 3's done like dinner. Just kidding, I;m hungry. I ate most of my rations unfortunately, and my hunger bar is dwindeling. This wouldn't be a problem in most servers, as i'd just go out and hunt...but apparently in Civcraft, there's no such thing as

friendly (or enemy) mobs. Just an update on my travels, I crossed another ocean which severely cut down the amount i've travelled. Just a quick question: Did the owners of Mercer think it'd be funny to put their city between 78 fucking full sized oceans?

If thats the case, FUCK THEM. This sucks. I'm out of food and I'll probably die tomorrow if i don't find a farm to raid. Oh, and before you bitch about me 'griefing' these farms. I need food to survive. If i see free food right in front of me, ernest to

burns i'll be taking it. Sorry farmers, but this dude's on his way to Mercer, and no pansy hunger bar is gonna keep him down. Anyways, going to walk until i die of hunger. Peace, see you (hopefully) soon. -D 8=======D

So i'm close. Yup, i'm almost there. 800 metres and I'll have crossed the whole world, West to East. Im currently bogged down in some guys abandoned home waiting for day. I have to make this short. I'll update when I'm there. Hopefully he doesn't come

home while im writing this. K GOTTA GO -D

i made it.