A Minecraft AAR. Writen by leader of the Wolfpack faction in the PVP server.

[Diglytron]

Well, normally I dislike AAR's quite a bit, but my fellow Wolfpack member Niels encountered me to write one. Its from the perspective of us all, but written by me. When I'm finished it will cover almost one and a half year of playing Minecraft in the TWC PVP servers, which can be found here; http://www.minecraftcenter.net/

Its also a bit dramatized as you probably already expected, so please don't feel insulted

Act I

Wolf Pack. Act I: Creating the pack.

In the dark ages of Serveria war hit the Roman Empire. Its leader, Flavius, didn’t have the power and charisma to stop the raiders which stole his empire till the last chest of dirt. The coward fled for the Kingdom of Ascalon, leaving his people alone to die.

Shattered and without any hope the people left in the once mighty empire left its burned and plundered lands for the cold and forsaken Northern lands. Cold and with their hearths full of fear the group of desperate men had no place to stay. No castle to call home, no bed to sleep in and bread to eat.

The Northern pine Forrest provided us shelter for almost one month....

Deep in the dark forests of the Northern provinces they learned to call the forest their home. In the night they learned to survive in the wild. Many years later they learned to use the nature for their needs. Inspired by Wolves, who create so-called ‘Packs’ to live and hunt in, the man formed a blood pack, a Wolfpack. Sworn with the only thing in the world they could call theirs the group sworn a blood oath to the Mother Wolf.

After years of living in the deep and cold Northern forests news from other parts of Serveria reached the group. The home of their old emperor, Flavius, Ascalon was completely destroyed by the Northman. Kingdoms of warlike and strong men lead by HighJarl Abbews. The Wolves decided it was time to claim what was rightfully theirs; a spot in the world of Serveria.

Led by the Holy Mother Wolf the group came out of the shadows they called home for so many years. Guided by the wisdom of the Mother Wolf the brave men climbed the high Northern mountain peaks. On a cold and windy rock, without any cover from the wind, they hacked a mighty castle with nothing more than their hands to use. The castle they called Wolf’s Rock after the rock the Holy Mother Wolf guided them.

Act II is up tonight! I will also come with more pictures by then

[Nerva]

Did you get tired of writting my good digly? :p

[Diglytron]

Tired... Goodpoint.... I just have so much more to do and I focus myself first on my content staff work