hi, happy halloween! i think we should all meet up at the Ename ruins and try to see/rescue a sprit. I think you can do it! please exchange any scary and ghoulish stories!

mystically from arya12 and willow.

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Okay, I'm extremely new to this. I don't know if this is even the right place to post this.

Alright, I downloaded this game only a couple days ago. It was all good fun, but now I have a problem. Just today, I logged on like I should and the network menu said that there were thirty players connected. Even though it says that there are thirty players playing, I can't see any of their pictogram/name/symbol things on that black border surrounding the game window, except for one that never moves and is always at the bottom of the screen. I head off in the direction of that pictogram, and I end up going in a huge circle without seeing any deer. Then I wander around some in hopes of randomly bumping into a deer. Still nothing.

I'm probably making a really dumb and obvious mistake here that can easily be fixed, but I would really like some help here.

Thanks in advance.

Please let my know if this is you.

Apperence:

Doe Horns
Skeleton Pelt
Real Deer Mask

This deer also was hanging out with Jala's deer and a grey pelted deer with the white horns and the skull mask.

The deer you met was my flighty Yeghig. Who ever this deer was, was able to get Yeghig's trust much more quickly then others.

*EDIT*

Also met a full zombie deer today at the pond with a little fawn. Thanks!

Biography for the community project "I Am Many"

And done.

I had an idea and I'd like some thoughts. I literally just had it, it's poorly thought out and I've no idea if it stands a chance in hell of working, but I thought it was pretty awesome.

Hear me out?

So whenever I try to connect the pictos never spread!Sometimes I see them gathering on the bottom of the screen but they never spread and when they do most of the pictos are stuck on the bottom of the screen )= Can someone tell me what's happening?

Im gonna do "Huge raven" , but i need someone to give that raven spell to me..

For thank you i will give you another animal spell/minideer spell.. Im sittin' in twin gods, im minideer with darkbluewithyellow pelt and brown big antlers and brown mask.
And my pic looks like triangle.

Meet me there, Sniff me and ask me to follow. Thats how i know u wanna help ^^

The table was set. The decorations...perfect. The lighting, afternoon shades of orange. A perfect hue for a perfect tea party.

Six places were set here around the stump of a large tree. One for him. Five for the others. Each place was set with a white teacup, except for his, which was adorned with a red teacup. The tea was already poured for them. In the center were various hors d'oeuvres, special pinecones and mushrooms to be exact, for them to eat at the party.

And here they arrive, five guests brought to his table, their heads all adorned with candles.

Jorogumo, the lady of the night, dressed in white and crowned in black.
Amazon, the fawn of nature's splendor, with eyes bright and face beautifully smiling.
Kaoori, the little mother, in blue regalia adorned with stars of gold.
Wesker, the bone king, his body reflecting death itself in black and bone.
And finally, Nekumbra, the spider doe, in golden fur and brown arachnid legs.

The five come and sit at the table. The stage was set. Let the festivities begin.

"I have gathered you all here for a special ceremony.", Mr. Sanguine speaks, "Above us, the moon glows in crimson, the beckoning time for all who serve the Autumnal Equinox. For you see, this moon is unlike the others in the sky. It is known as the Hunter's Moon, the Blood Moon, or for the purposes this afternoon, the Sanguine Moon.", he smiles here.

"This afternoon is a festival of many things. Change, balance, remembrance...but there is also a hidden meaning to why they call it the Hunter's Moon. For you see, those who hunted and preyed upon the victims of early times used an afternoon like this for opportunity. They would track down their prey in the twilight hours, taking the very lives of those who were worthy of sustaining them through the winter months."

The guests looked to one another, unsure what this even meant.

The following night was the worst. Morale was sorely diminished, and both of them - however reluctant they were to admit it - were almost past the point of exhaustion. Saxophone, with the scratches all down her side, feared infection. Snake, with his leg worn from climbing and running and walking, feared falling and not getting back up.