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With the recent addition of horses, I hope that all explorers looking for exotic and rare resources don't have to spend the majority of there lives to trudge through bear-infested lands to find what are looking for.

Well, your village died anyway. Stop griefing and learn to farm better.

I was born in a fairly large town, My mother named me Quetzal but people just mostly just called me Q. I worked hard to provide food and clothing for my other villagers, I even saved a few kids being abandoned. After a while, my Great Uncle made a crown and named one of the kids the king. He also gave me his knife and tasked me with protecting Reginald (The King). I showed Reginald around his city and made him a backpack.

I served under Reginald for the rest of my life, Nobody tried to harm him when I was around. I grew old and Reginald eventually became a fully grown man. I was now a dying an old man, I gave my knife to the King so he could protect himself or find a new guard. He told me that he would have the next King named after me.

Long live the king.

It's a nice touch, It definitely helps telling people apart. Plus it makes me feel more like an individual and unique person rather than just another member of the village hivemind.

When a man grabs me and takes me outside my civ I assume the worst. Griefers love to take babies and dump them out in the woods to die. Have you ever tried asking for some help?

I did that when my civ had no women. I was told to "go find a girl", I traveled north and actually found a slightly larger village. I explained my situation to them and to my surprise they were willing to help us.  One of the girls agreed to stay with us for a bit to replenish our population. She had a few daughters, raised them. Later she wished us luck and returned to her home village.

She even came back to visit as an old woman.

You know, You should've have given the crown to the aunt or the kid. The crown is essentially cursed, It grants it's user great power and wealth but gives them bad luck.  The wearer may be granted leader over the village but it also paints a big target on there back.

So If you want to kill two birds with one stone, You give the crown the jealous people. That paints a big old target on that persons back, It's basically like indirectly having that person killed. You wait around with your weapon of choice until someone inevitably makes a move on the crown wearer. The griefer kills the crown wearer and you kill the griefer.

I was into an average village. I worked hard for all my life until we found out we were out of girls. One guy committed suicide claiming that he was "being more productive".  A few years later another man came with a knife and proclaims that he will end our suffering. I grabbed a bow and shot him, an old woman then comes out of nowhere and tires shoot me. She misses and I run off to the other guys. I tell them "Old women is trying to kill me". The old women dies of old age and I return to the other men.

One man says "kill him" and the second man pulls out a knife. I draw quickly drew my own knife and killed him. I then say "why are you trying to kill me". I quickly grab the other knife and stash it in pack. He runs around looking for something to kill me with but I'd been careful. I had hidden the bow behind a tree fairly far from town. I try to explain to him that I was just defending myself but he doesn't listen.

At this point, I take a cart of food (We had a ton) and camped outside the village for a bit. I came back again to try and explain that I didn't want to kill him, I kept my distance and my weapon was away. He yells "Fuck you, I'll kill you soon". I noticed his hair had gone grey. I tell him that I'll be leaving again. I traveled explored for a while, I was mainly just killing time.  He looked like he was around 40, My plan was to outlive him. My plan was to wait it out until he died of old age, I waited for roughly 20 minutes. By then I was getting old myself, I made my way back to my old village.

Sure enough, all that remained of him was a pile of bones. I cleaned up his bone and buried him with the rest of the villagers. I only killed people who had tried to attack me first. It was interesting to see the total collapse of our society once the women were gone, We knew our civ was done for. Instead of living peacefully people decided to fight over what remained.

We gotta try it, completely removing weapons from towns isn't working. That system fails as soon as someone makes a weapon, any griefer can just kill everyone and no one can do shit.

This gives me an idea, For all this time I've been trying to keep villages weapon free. Problem with this is when Griefer/Raider does come no one can stop them.

What if I tried making more knives and giving them to everyone, It sounds crazy IK. If someone tries to go on a killing spree, the majority of people will have knives. So the killer is just going to get a bunch of people trying to kill him. IDK, maybe it'll just end up being a bloodbath.

It's not like murderers can't be stopped. Me and my Village were able to survive and recover from a murderer.

It started with some random blonde girl coming into town, when I saw her I instinctively moved around as much as I could. I quickly ran to warn my mother "There's a blond girl with a bow, be careful".  My Mother then witnessed the girl shoot an innocent villager, she grabbed her own bow and chased after the griefer. The Griefer quickly fled when she saw my mother, Mother chased the bitch out of town. Every few years the Griefer would comeback but was quickly driven out of town by my Mother.

This went on until my mother got old, Unfortunately, the griefer finally got the drop on her but it wasn't the end. I quickly grabbed Mother bow and chased her out of town once again. I tried to shoot her several times but I missed my shots. Me and the Others were finally fed up with the women. I had hoped she would give up or starve but it looked like wouldn't give up until the end.

The women came in one final time, This time an angry mob of villagers rallied behind me. We chased her for longer this time, We wanted her gone for good this time. Many of the Villagers would periodically yell stuff like "Fuck you" and "Die scum". I had 1 last arrow, I waited for her to stop and eat. It was the one time she stood still for a second, A very brief window to hit her. My last shot was finally a successful kill. We celebrated and headed back to town.

When we got back, It was as if nothing happened. Everyone got back to Farming, Pie Making etc. My Mother was reborn to me and I told her how we avenged her death, I had a few more kids. I told them all what had happened. I grew old, In my last few minutes of life, I told my Grandson about my younger days. I then died peacefully of old age.

Murdering is part of the game, People just have to be more careful weapons. Even with mass murder, Civs can recover. I was in a Big City that got massacred but an hour later someone came back as an Eve and it was back in operation.

What's BS is the fact that you can't remove ovens and trash pits, I'm pretty sure that will get fixed soon tho. Replanting Tree's would be nice too because Griefers and Noobs always cut down all the useful trees. I don't think griefing will be much of a problem as long as you can recover from it.

I spent 2 full lifetimes in a village, For the most part, It was peaceful. In the first life, I did some farming and helped my sister with pies. I had 3 sons but only one survived, The other 2 ran off or DC'd. Towards the end of my life, I converted an old unfinished building into a tool shed. I also held onto a knife just in case any murderers came, none came in the first life. I passed on my knife to my son surviving son. I died of old age.

I spent a little while getting abandoned and starving in collapsing villages. In my second life, I met my son and my sister but they were old. I was glad that my son had kept my knife, I saw him do a few patrols but unfortunately, he didn't recognize me. Nothing interesting happened until the final years of my life.

One one of the little kids screams "kill" and "Die". I suspected that she was a griefer, it's not like she was very subtle about. I decided to take preventative action, I grabbed a bow from behind a tree and shot her. From the other Villagers perspective, an old woman just shot some little girl. I tried to explain myself but the villagers called me a murderer anyway. I dropped the bow and went back to farming, A half-naked man comes up to me and says "she is a killer". I managed to "No I'm not" before I died of Old Age.

I wasn't going to let some 12-year-old kid destroy a village that I spent 2 hours on.