they will be thankful when they get some female settlers :P
they will be thankful when they get some female settlers :P
"Hi, my name's George. I'm a settler on your island. I just thought I'd share with you my thanks for all of the wondrous orange pumpkins you were able to gather for this last holiday event. I'm sure we'll be able to make some great pumpkin soup with all of the extras before they go bad!"
very cool of you to say that bout guild
thanks for saying that bout the guild matesOriginally Posted by NICNUS
I'm gathering Pine Logs.
I'm gathering Stone.
I build all the buildings, that we call home.
I bake the bread.
I fish the fish.
In the Provisions house we make a nice dish.
I'm gathering Water.
I'm gathering Wheat.
I grind out the Flour.
I make bread to eat!
I make the sausage,
From meat I am told.
I mine the copper.
And I mine the gold.
Iron and coal to keep forges hot.
Friaries make beer for the armies we've got.
Bowyers and smithies and stables around.
Make sure our generals don't give any ground.
We all work together.
And look like fat slobs.
But we give thanks to FerretKing who gives us all jobs!
Thanks for the bread we eat and no taxes.
I am thankful for the easiest supply of endless food!!! I am never hungry here!! And my Guildies Rock!!!
As I sit here at my great thanksgiving feast, I am really thinking of all I am thankful for. I love my job at the level 3 stable. I love my wife, my three children, and my beautiful room in this great noble residence. I am really missing my eldest son, he was a recruit, and lost his life fighting some terrible outlaws. I just am greatful for all the brave settlers, like my son, that have givin it all. Some very kind people in our guild drop by the stable to drop us off lunch. It really does make us want to work faster. Aunt Erma loves to bring us baskets full of goodies. What a great energy booster. Still havn't heard from my uncle Leo, he is a soldier in the army. Last I heard from him, he was going to fight a terrible witch in the swamplands. I do hope he and his friends are okay. The turkeys carved, the gravy is nice and warm, oh how I love my life on this safe little Island. Thankful for family, friends, and my safe little place, here with the settlers on this island. I cannot wait to see what next year has in store.
Thank you,
Stelvo Sumoni Krinjs
Chief Spokesperson: Doug
I have been elected to speak on behalf of our growing community. It is important to give many thanks for all the wonders that have made our community strong and keep us striving in dangerous times. We are grateful for the fish in the ocean the crops in our fields and the support of other great communities that allow us to trade in times of need.
We would like to also share our gratitude for all of our valiant soldiers alive and those who have given their lives to expand our borders. Their sacrifice is not in vain and our children's children will know their sacrifice so that they could live in noble homes and play safely in the fields. If not for them we would not be where we are today our fish would be depleted and we would not have the resources to have advanced our society to where we are today.
To our explorer, always finding us treasures and risking his life to let us know what is beyond the safety of our kingdom our hats off to you and your steadfast bravery.
We are also entirely grateful to the Gods that make this all possible Kaly and the rest of the UBI gods and demi gods to whom we sacrifice 10 deer every year on Thanksgiving
As the sun sets on yet another cloudless day, the settlers gather with their pitchforks, sickles, axes, pickaxes, shovels and torches. Slowly, silently they march, gaining numbers as they pass by the various farms, woodcutters, mines, etc. ( and bakeries, who emerged with large wooden paddles, crying the old Monty Python cheer "A Spanking! A Spanking! but were quickly shushed by the others in the crowd ). Oh yeah, and they passed by the various armouries, and the barracks, each place adding more settlers to the mass, this time with sharp pointy things
When at last they stopped in front of the Mayor's house, the spokes-settler was shoved to the front of the horde. "Lord Mayor!" he cried out, "We've come to complain about all the weather!" "Do ya realize it ain't rained once since we got here?" "Do you know how many wells we have dug, only to have each and every one fail after a mere 1500 or so trips with a bucket?" "Have you no heart? buy us some watermill to help pull the water, and some silo's to store our grain!"
And the Lord Mayor, ( after quickly counting all the gleaming metal points shining in the torchlight ) said: "Why look, I just happened to find some Gems and Pumpkins!" And so he bought watermills, and silos, and even a few schools.
And the settlers were happy, perhaps even thankful, not to have to dig so many wells, and the farmers fields did not go barren nearly so quickly.
At last, thought the Lord Mayor, now I can concentrate on plotting and scheming, with a little architecture thrown in for fun.
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