Lego3364
Lenfald
Gotta love Cracklink
Posts: 574
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Post by Lego3364 on Aug 25, 2015 17:31:51 GMT -8
Could I have my character impersonate someone from another faction to acquire resources? Great idea! A pile of frogs would work well for a Lenfel disguise So would Olaf, or a pile of rocks for a Garhim disguise.
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Post by Eucalyptiz on Aug 25, 2015 20:22:11 GMT -8
Anyone know where these are to be posted? Last GC I posted them but i don't think they were counted. I just wanna make sure this time.
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Post by crazycrownieguy on Aug 25, 2015 22:30:42 GMT -8
Right here, just be sure to include an image+link and you should be good. KC correct me if I am wrong.
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Post by mattiusxavier on Aug 26, 2015 17:13:53 GMT -8
Here is good. Thanks Crazycrownieguy.
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josdu
Outlaws
Marooned on the Island of Lost Souls
Posts: 1,176
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Post by josdu on Aug 27, 2015 6:17:07 GMT -8
Looks like I got the first entry, behold my unres (Admin edit - "Secrecy" category): More pictures on flickr as always, story here.
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Post by mattiusxavier on Aug 27, 2015 7:50:15 GMT -8
@ Josdu - That is one awesome Unrestricted. Which category does it fall under? ...Maybe we should post those on here too.
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josdu
Outlaws
Marooned on the Island of Lost Souls
Posts: 1,176
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Post by josdu on Aug 27, 2015 8:42:56 GMT -8
Oh yea, I forgot! It's for secrecy. Thanks btw!
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AK_Brickster
Innkeeper
Scouting the Lenfel Border
Posts: 3,272
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Post by AK_Brickster on Aug 27, 2015 10:44:39 GMT -8
My understanding is that all of the unrestricted entries will be judged against each other, regardless of the "subcategory", correct? I am assuming this based on the guess that there won't be enough entries to really justify three different winners in one size category.
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Post by mattiusxavier on Aug 27, 2015 12:34:41 GMT -8
Jordan you are correct my good sir. However, we are requesting just to make sure it meets the requirements of the GC that they mention the category of the build. It makes it easier when members follow or link to the builds.
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SpearralSquid
Garheim
Green is not a creative color.
Posts: 1,049
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Post by SpearralSquid on Aug 31, 2015 9:03:11 GMT -8
Trouble In Rothburg: Bignette, Sabotage Category. Luke Hawkens(On the balcony) is now my secondary character. He has been in many free builds before, so he's introduced.
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Post by Mark of Siloam on Sept 4, 2015 19:20:58 GMT -8
My restricted entry! It fits within the size restrictions with a 1000 stud footprint whereas 1024 is the maximum. Thieves Discovered by Mark of Siloam, on Flickr One of Makhluf's guards called to Mark quietly and together they walked along the wall-walk until they reached the end. The guard then pointed to the right at two Lenfels making their way along the base of the wall, none too quiet. Mark and the guard smiled at each other; want-to-be Lenfel elites could be fun. They were making their way closer, unaware that they were being observed from above, and thus they acted with extreme confidence and solemnity. Their mission was to 'acquire' weapons. The guard atop the wall called out to them, "If you're looking for frogs, toads, or the like then you'll need to head south. South is that way." He said, pointing. The two Lenfels jumped nearly high enough to look those on the wall-walk in the eyes they were so surprised. "Haha. Come along to the gate and we'll let you in for a rest. Maybe you will be able to return our favor in the future." _________________________ My entry into Global Challenge XI on merlins-beard.com under the restricted category. It fits most closely under the 'steal' category. This build was built a while ago. I started college last week and am fortunate that it hasn't harmed my Legoing time much. Yet anyway.
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Post by Isundir on Sept 8, 2015 9:22:36 GMT -8
My Restricted Secrecy Entry: Suddenly two riders approached the camp, suited in plate mail and baring a fiery Red Dragon sigil. One of the men stood up from his place at the fire and greeted the riders. "Hail, ah lovely Mesuda, it's been too lo-" The rider interrupted him, a stern womans voice resounded from under a bascinet. "Spare me the formalities Lucarius, just give me the notes." The man nodded. "Ofcourse, everything is in here, all we could gather on those mountain goats, forest toads and desert rats. I'm certain Lord Lockle-" Again she interrupted him. "Yes yes, here is your pay." She threw the man a bag, most likely filled with coin and before the man could make another remark the riders rode of as quickly as they had appeared. (full story on Flickr, I carved out the relevant part for the thread.)
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Post by Sir Caedric Moore on Sept 8, 2015 21:50:04 GMT -8
Here's my Restricted entry for the Secrecy category! Pics of the full build on my flickr www.flickr.com/photos/94793457@N05/ Enjoy! -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-Torchbugs and Treachery-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- The night was as quiet as it ever was in the vast forest of Lenfald. Crickets chirped amongst the grasses, owls hooted mournfully, and bullfrogs croaked to one another in the little riverbed as it cascaded down the hillside from a culvert low in the city's curtain wall. Stonehedge was a small town between Falkenborg and Stoneborough - nowhere near as grand as its neighbors to the north and south, but large enough to boast a decent populace and it had become a bustling center for trade since Baelion Fromire had taken command of the city. But the captain was absent, this night; it was his second-in-command, Lotho Birch, who walked the worn cobbled path as it wound around the base of the hill that the southern wall was built atop. A grizzled veteran of numerous wars, Lotho had boasted the proud green of the Lenfel Scout Snipers for many decades; it went without saying that he would go unnoticed should he choose to. This night he chose to be a ghost to all... all but the man he had been told would be here.THE HOUR OF THE WOLF. RORAN'S RUN. COME ALONE. YOUR FRIEND IN THE NORTH, ARCHER"Hmmph... More like Roran's Trickle...," he thought with a wry grin. The note was simple enough, scrawled in large heavy letters of black ink - his captain had assured him it had come from Castle Valeguard in the south of Garheim, from the hand of Sir Caedric Moore, and he never questioned the word of Baelion. But the hour of the wolf was passing into the hour of the cat and Lotho was beginning to doubt that the man was going to show when he heard a faint rustle in the ferns to his left, just beyond the little bridge that spanned the rivulet. As stealthy as one would expect from a ranger, a shape seemed to resolve itself out of thin air as the man stepped out from the shadows, his outline barely visible in the flickering light of hundreds of torchbugs - but this man was garbed as a Scout Sniper of Lenfald, not as a bowman of the Valeguard."Baelion was right; you are a big one...," Lotho mumbled as he stepped forward from beneath the apple tree he had been leaning against, dry leaves crackling softly beneath his leather boots. "What does a Loreesi eat for breakfast?" he asked, in a low voice."Sand, I would suppose," replied the shadowy figure, stepping close enough now to make out his features."That armor suits you well, Northman. You could almost pass for a Lenfel - if you weren't so tall." "Aye, tall I am," the big man laughed, extending his hand. "There's many a low door frame that could attest to that. Peake. Hollander Peake, Captain of the Wulfguard." "Lotho Birch. You've come alone, as well?" "Eh, not quite," the Garhim shrugged. "I've got an escort, but I can't say as to where she is - I really don't know, to be honest, but she's close. Heh. Jus' be glad I didn't bring my wolf along in her stead." "I see," Lotho replied gazing around at the dark of night, now feeling far less alone than he had a few moments before. He had heard stories of the Wulfguard before - of their skill at stealth and tracking - but if even their captain had an escort... it could mean only one thing. "Greyshadow." He had heard little and less about the shadowy assassins of the north but he knew they put even the most skilled woodsman to shame when it came to stealth and secrecy.
"Sir Moore means no offense to your captain, mind you; he just feels this meeting too important to leave up to chance." The big ranger reached down and pulled a sack of silver coins from his waist and tossed it over to the Lenfel.Lotho sighed, producing a parchment scroll from a hidden pocket in the sleeve of his jerkin and unrolling it. It turned out to be a detailed map of the coast of Lenfald and Garheim and the waters beyond it - which, until recently, were known to be treacherous and empty, though now they were dotted with numerous islands. "Well, let's get to it, then." -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- As always, comments and criticism are welcome and appreciated! Ronin
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Post by mattiusxavier on Sept 11, 2015 5:51:41 GMT -8
Well folks...looks like I have the pleasure of the first entry for Loreos in the unrestricted category. GC XI - Unrestricted (Loreos) - Category Sabotage. "Hitting the Port hard"Full scene image: Story is available on flickr.
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Post by glorfindel on Sept 11, 2015 15:21:56 GMT -8
Finally I'll be able to show the true nature of the Stargorodians >
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