This story is so cute so I have to borrow it. I haven’t asked for permission so names are changed to something neutral.
Edit: I have permission now 🙂
Writer1: The humble hero ,the story continues. He got a bucket, filled with water, should he a]feed the horse,b]put it on his head as a helmet or c] use it by the handle as a weapon.as still he marches on with no weapons or armor.
Oh! another adventure is given to our hero,hiho off I go.
-I’m noticing a lot of drunks on the highway, all with strange english accents, they must be yanks.
Another load of resources have been found, still no weapons or armor,and the humble hero still has no money [dosh] to pay for these extras 
My humble hero has been given another adventure will he be able to cloth and amor himself, or is he destined to wear a loincloth for the rest of his days?
Writer2: I’m afraid he’ll wear that loincloth till eternity.
Writer1: He saved up his meager earnings, to buy himself a pennant, allowing him to attend wrestling matches in other alliance members houses.
Writer2: After that, he remembered that the second most important thing in life was to be among friends. What’s the most important you ask? “Having all those friends be in loincloths as well”, rudolph answered.
Writer1: Earlier on in his village, he help the leader “build that Wall” to stop the BAD russians getting inland stealing his meager possessions.
Writer2: After he did his adventure he went on to clear some fields from those pesky mexica… I mean rats and spiders 😛
Writer1: But with only his bare hands as weapons he has been having difficulty strangling the crocodiles ,wolfs and wild boar populating his area.
Writer2: Earlier on their scouts had spot several gallons of vodka in their towns. A plan to be eternally drunk was born. And so the humble hero took of to steal a few gallons of vodka from the BAD russians. He was never to be seen again.
Writer2: Clay. Lumber. Iron. Wheat. My Grandmother used to tell me stories about the old days, a time of drunkeness when the humble hero kept balance between the ‘Muricans, the Arabs, the Russians, and the Indians. But that all changed when Vodka attacked. Only he humble hero was able to drink it all. Only he could stop the soberness. But when the travian world needed him most, he dissappeared. A 15 hours have passed, and the travian team has rolled back the server. 5 hours ago, my troops have left to safe Dacia’s men, leaving me alone to defend our villages. Some people believe that he humble hero was never reborn into the Natars, and the cycle is broken. But i haven’t lost hope. I still believe, that somehow, he humble hero will return to save the server.
Writer1: So it was said, so it was written, however the humble hero has risen again. He has found some strange ointment to rejuvenate him, however Armour,swords,helmets have all eluded him. I wonder if I took a gulp of this amber nectar the gods gave me would I dream of a better life!!!
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The humble hero recently was sent on another adventure, you guess it ,he won no armor, helmet or sword, instead 60 imps rallied to his cause, and accompanied him back to his village. They said it for yr protections you will see a lot of yanks sprawled along the road, blind drunk on tequila and corona.
The humble hero is being recalled from a friendly neighbour’s hovels the wrestling match with the BAD enemy has been cancelled. He has been tasked to go on another adventure into the unknown,armed with his wits’,horse, rusty bucket, some ointments> is it a dream to hope for armory helmet and a sharp sword?
Ok,i know its probably very hot hereabout honestly do I, the humble hero really need some more lotion to keep his body health. Give me a sword a helmet or a piece of armor!
The humble hero went to the nearest auction house, to sell his lotion, he doesn’t want his team mates to think he is a dandy. Hope everyone gives generously!
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The humble hero was sent a couple of hours ago to collect armor, helmets and rust swords in another adventure. Riding hard to reach the location, he dismounted and tripped over a bag lying abandoned on the road.
-Wow what’s this? he cried, OMG its silver! His mind dreamed of beautiful wenches in the tavern, a jar of ale in his hand, and that shiny new sword made of steel. What? Oh misers’ got only 375 silver, enough to buy a tablet or 2 in the auction.
Unbelievably a messenger arrived from a far flung corner of the empire, clutching a small parchment in his grubby hand. I quote: ’Oh humble Hero your fame has spread far and wide, your reputation is matched by no man, kindly win back our double crop land, from the Bad Russians. Unfortunately we have no troops to offer you, but if you chose to except this mission, we the down trodden will be in your debt”. So first sent out a scout to check the land, then my house needs to reach lvl 10, and I can hopefully challenge the usurper to a fist fight, for that green and pleasant land he is occupying. The humble hero having scouted the double wheat field and has set out with a motley crew of imps, to see what is there.
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The humble hero is musing on the workings of the auction house. Scrolls 6 silver, eventually went for 1000, he wonder if the parchment has gold flakes on it! 2000 for an artwork, that Thomas in the smithy churns out on a daily basis, but he won’t give him one, says he got to pay the market price. The lotion goes for more than 2500. The hero thinks and wonders if his 30 lotions will fetch that magnificent price? A walking stick for a druid, cost how much 1000+, he don’t need it, he is on a horse. Wonder what the world is coming to.
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The Lost Hero
And so the time has come for the Lost Hero to set out and wander the fields in search of vasts treasures. He has long heard the tales of the Humble Hero and wishes he could someday be as successful. After scouring the oasis for enough rats to make a decent loincloth it was time to head out for another adventure. What could he possibly bring back this time? Thoughts of finding a nice new burlap sack crossed his mind, however, he did not want to dream too big. Could he be lucky enough to come across the mythical items called armor or weapons, who knows? Placing his shiny hat on his head, he grabbed his only possession as he walked out the door, a jar of lotion. If he was to cross paths with the Humble Hero he did not want to miss the opportunity to exchange recipes. With lotion in hand the Lost Hero galloped off hoping he would be able to find his way back home.
After a long walk the Lost Hero could see something in the distance. Could this finally be the promised land? As he walked closer, things began to look somewhat familiar…it was home. The Lost hero managed to walk in a giant circle only to return home. Although a few extra horses followed him home, which he hopes can survive of lotion, he found nothing of real value. Not even a visit from the Humble Hero……
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Whilst the village head man was asleep on the muddy floor of his hut, the Humble Hero was sent out on yet another mission, walking for what seemed like hours ,he again tripped over a small bag lying on the ground. looking inside he saw something glint, wow silver, counting it out he started to cry, a mere 388 coins slipped out. Getting back to the village, he added his gains to the small amount collected the previous day. Around the campfire the villagers, where telling the story of a Lost Hero who constantly wander around in a daze looking for weapons and glory, he wondered are they related?
The Humble Hero was sent on yet another mission, and had to be returned to his village accompanied by a band of legs found loitering in the adventure land.
Klip, klop, the humble hero gallops on, into a distant land passed burning villages, and scarred landscapes to find the adventure land, how much further?
Regeneration, I wonder what that is? The Humble Hero after a myriad of adventure has yet to find anything of a metal nature. He just got back from a marathon with some much needed resources. Then out he popped again to stake his claim, by thumping the earth with his fist, to a wood and crop oasis. He has decide to join a group of other desperados holding out in a abandoned village.
Desperado1: Will you be bringing any supplies? Mine has some beers but we may get hungry.
HH: I bought some hot buns straight from the ovens. Guess when I reaches there they will be cold. I also sent a scout ahead to see whats going on.
HH: I have arrived! Where is everyone?
Desperado1: 7 minutes behind you
Desperado2: My humble hero already ate all your buns, cold or not.
HH: O placed a scout there.
Desperado3: You need to retrain your hero to find goodies..
Desperado2: No need, this way we’ll get more.
HH: I have the nose for resources, ointments [perfume], the smell of money only. I aint got a metal detector as it hadn’t been invented during my time.
Having attacked a BAD player with the Humble Hero, although reduced to 1%, and killing his army, HH has gone singlehanded into the valley of death, and was bitten to death by a wild boar. However as this is a fairy tale, the Humble Hero is undergoing a rejuvenation ,and will be back in the land of the living in 7hrs. He could ofc used his rusty bucket, but to what end he ask.
HH has just risen from his straw bed, and before even being allowed to have a meager breakfast, is pushed out the door with only a cup of acorn coffee for sustenance. Choose an adventure and be off with you, find something useful for the village. Wow, the humble hero looking amongst the ruins of a distant village, sees something glittering in the sunlight, what the hell? A rust beaten helmet, its magic for creating horses.
The humble hero is still on the look out for the holy grail: a shiny new sword, with a matching shield [as he wants to be a fashionista], some decent boots, and a full metal jacket. He has won none of the above, more resources and a rusty helmet is all he got from his many adventures, and a whiff of eau de cologne.He was recently sent to a clay pit where against all the odds, he killed 3 wild boar, 5 rats and spiders with his bare hands. At least we will have a decent roast tonight!
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The visit to the Natars
Off goes the Humble Hero with a band of merry men to hunt the fabled Natars in a distant land. Past the POP up BAD russian villages, through the mountain ranges, galloping on his old nag, toward the strange village. Will he find a Natarian Knight, or horned warrior? Whats that screeching we hear is it a flock of birds or is it……..
HH marches on and on, towards the enchanted forest, another epic adventure in the making. Please give me a sword so i can fight like other men or gals, metal breast plate to avoid animal scratches, boots for avoiding the nettles on the road!
HH returns with a huge sack of resources dragging behind him. He wonders if the mythical metal objects have ever existed in this part of the world.
Humble Hero, a strategy in the making, off he goes again on a long distance march with the offensive team, to visit a distant farm on the other side of the world, when and if he gets back alive, hopefully our humble hero will have several missions to do.
HH is 2hrs away from the homestead marching from our farms across the border. Guys with shiny swords and polished breast plates who seem to go with the Humble Hero to different locations to fight for the realm don’t know their use. Are they mainly ceremonial?
Well , The Humble Hero has returned from a marathon round trip of 11hrs to one of our distant farms on the far side of the board. He went with those people in the shiny swords and breastplates, picked up a couple of good resources, but they ate most of them on the way in. Got back to the mud hut, and see that a huge palace is coming out of the ground, but are short of rocks, will have to go and cut some stone. Sent out on a difficulty mission: Hello hello, what is this stuff with writing on it that I’ve found? Is it a chopping board [tablet]for the kitchens? Well I’m not going to win any tournaments or beauty contests as I got no equipment, and I’m still in my loincloth. One day I hope it will become fashionable again.
The Humble hero awakes from a drunken stupor to find that he went sleep walking in the night and picked up some companions along the way. Wrote a message on the village notice board, to be shouted at by the head man – you wrote it on my window -you idiot! Rubbing it out and replacing it on the notice board, he saw that new missions was ahead. Goodness, I need a sword, but first I need a coffee to loosen my head.
On the first mission he got some cages so he can trap some crocs for dinner, great in a sauce. Then on his next adventure he found some rolled up paper hidden in the wall of an abandoned hut. When he got to his village he found he had 40 of those things. Quickly he went to the auction house, coz he overhear BJ2 telling his assembled flock best to sell before 8am, to get the best price. The other ten pieces he ate in his porridge and gained some defensive power, which he will need in the royal stronghold rumble tournament ,where he will charge into the ring and take on all comers with his bare hands.
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I saw this link in a chat; http://forum.travian.com.tr/showthre….
If I understand it right Solid from Def&Dest, a Russian ally – Swedish players, settled a 15c in the Turkish player Poker’s area. Solid had an operation and Poker was locked (croplocked?)
In the 3 days that Poker was locked, Solid continued to smash Turkey villages around.
On the evening of the 3rd day it was time for revenge. After 2½hour the cropper was zeroed and resettled by Poker.
I’ve been told another version of the reports above. Solid was first in that area, Poker came later and the reason he was locked was that he was banned.
You can see some nice reports on http://forum.travian.ru/forumdisplay…. Russians in NW in war with both Turks and China and giving complements to China to be worthy opponents.
Our Heroes have been moving around and HH shows up to be a poet (still in only a loincloth).
The Lost Hero adventures.
Our Lost Hero was starting to get down on himself after walking in the same circle and not finding any new treasures. The last time he was out some Russian attackers stopped by and destroyed all his crop fields.
This would be his last adventure if he didn’t find anything of value as the few that stayed back were not surviving well on ointment alone. He picked up his map, threw on his boots and walked out the door, more determined than ever. However, there was something different about the map this time. Had he been holding it upside-down the whole time? This time he decided to walk counter-clockwise, as this would surely give him more success. After walking halfway around his circle, he only managed to scrounge up a few pieces of ancient text and another hat.
Discouraged he continued on as there was no point in turning back now. Off in the distance something caught his eye, was it something shiny? As he approached he could see that it was an abandoned cranny filled with treasures: swords, armour and a shield. Could this even be possible? Looking closer at the pieces he could see they all were engraved with initials: HH, DS, and BJ2. :O He recognized these names. He had heard the Humble Hero could not find any treasures; bandits must have stolen the items. Armed, for now, he headed back home to return the lost items. (party)
“Surprise!” was shouted from the living room as he walked in the door, it was his neighbors. They had all heard about the recent attacks and all stopped by to help protect from the BAD guys as he rebuild the couple buildings destroyed in the attacks. Grateful for his returned item Bobbiejoe2 supplied the food and they all partied into the wee hours of the morning as the crop fields began to regrow hoping the BAD guys would return.
Although it was a local party in the end news of it had spread and some even stopped by 24h after everybody had gone. They were offered their share of the leftovers before sent packing back home. They also whispered of cheap hand-me-downs being offered in the auctions, maybe this would be a good spot for the Humble Hero to head to…..
The Humble Hero tales.
The humble hero on the track of the mythical shiny items is on the road again, having spent the evening at a northern village amongst the Dacha Clan, in fact so enthralled by his stay, he decide to build his own so he wouldn’t have so far to walk. Whilst he was enjoying the hospitality of the northern border fort, he heard the tale of the Lost Hero. The one they say couldn’t find his way out of a paper bag. Who for ever wanders far from his village in time of trouble, but is always there when a party is going on.
The recent adventures have given only medical supplies for the fort’s medical hut but off he goes again and back he comes with a squadron of cavalry. Is this an honor guard,should I keep them or kill them horses for food? Off he goes again as last night he guessed the right number in the village quiz by choosing 75 and won the right to another adventure.
In fact in modern times, a famous singer Cashed in on the life of the Humble Hero by penning this song:
On the road again
Just can’t wait to get on the road again
The life I love is making music with my friends
And I can’t wait to get on the road again
On the road again
Goin’ places that I’ve never been
Seein’ things that I may never see again
And I can’t wait to get on the road again
On the road again
Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
We’re the best of friends
Insisting that the world keep turning our way
And our way
Is on the road again
Just can’t wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin’ music with my friends
And I can’t wait to get on the road again
On the road again
Like a…
HH is in poet mode still.As The Humble Hero was stretch out in the sun, he notice that Yogi Bear took his oasis away. It wasn’t really his, but he used to stroll there on his free time. So after much deliberation he has made this song out:
Here we go with Enigma
We’re gonna give the boys a hand
Stand up and fight for Enigma
They are the greatest in the landEvery day, we’re all gonna say
We love Enigma both for the offense and the defense
Everywhere, we’re gonna be there
We love Enigma both for the offense and the defense
Marching on together
We’re gonna see you win against the treacherous Dacha
We are so proud
We shout it out loud
We love Enigma both for the offense and the defenseWe’ve been through it all together,qualification and Finals
And we’ve had our up’s and down’s
We’re gonna stay with you forever
At least until this final stops going ’roundBuild that wall high,don’t just simmer by,
Make them troops 24/7,