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I was born a boy in Kiwitow, it had huge berry farms and a sheep pen full of beautiful sheep. Sadly, the tribe had no family name. My mother tried naming me something like Pot but I turned to Pocahontas. It was a huge tribe with a queen who didnt listen to her peoples. Babies around fire really enjoyed closing and opening those wooden chests.  It was a chaotic but fun place.

I kinda feel like we should be able to burn broken baskets and wooden tools.

Also, with this update every village would need a garbage man!

When I first saw a dug berry bush, I was sure it could be replanted. I mean, that's realistic, right? You might want to dig up a wild berry bush and add it to your berry farm, why not? I think making them plantable would solve this little extra griefer mechanic and add to the game.

I had a couple of lovely very quiet lives with my son at fort Carrotville. I tended to the sheep and together we managed to color our new wool clothes. I was new to fort Carrotville and I instantly fell in love with the city.

Is the server updated to the Horse with no name update though? I tried loggin in today and I am having berry bushes turn into rattlesnakes.

Get born into a village populated with women and girls.

"BOY", says my mom. My sister holds me while my mother rushes to make a knife.

I keep saying "NO KILL ME", I was a smart baby.

Just as I see a freshly made knife in my own mother's hands I get hair and run away in the wilderness.

I grow up a young man among bears and wolves.

Decide to go back to the horrible place I was born into.

Meet a hungry grizzly on my way, ask him to tag along.

Leed my bear friend into my village.

See a knife destined for me on the ground, my grandma, aunt and mother near it.

Grab a knife, kill my aunt first. Call my mother a monster, stab her nicely.

Granma tells me the gods told them to kill all boys because they were evil. It looks like their gods were right.

Only my sister and niece left alive, who probably won't be slaying their male children anymore.

Feeling like a king of Amazons, I go into a sheep shed, my bloody knife in my backpack. Try to feed sheep, get stuck in an endless walk. Die of starvation, paralyzed, while screaming WHY.

I guess their gods were real after all.

i met the only remaining man of the GOR tribe as an Eve without home but with 3 sons. He kindly gave us spare clothes and invited us to join the great GOR tribe.

I had a couple more sons and two daughters, the first one I called a princess because she was so important to the survival of the tribe, so she decided to stay by the fire and care for kids, the second one turned out to be a smith, which made me very proud.

When I got old I was serene watching our tribe growing nicely untill a vile bear came. I watched my children die one by one. I managed to wound the beast with an arrow from the bow of GOR but then it got me. I hope the tribe survives.