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If you don't like a sign in town just learn to make locks and keys. It seems silly people want to make all signs easily griefable when it's already a bunch of work to make them in the first place. I've been enjoying sign making and it's not like they're the easiest work in the world. I'm sure people have seen the Trinity sign or the lesser well----well----well sign or even the bakery sign in the village with the medic one. I'm sure the Monster sign I made today got messed up because I didn't have time to lock that one up before dying.

Making a lock and key probably takes a few minutes max vs making a sign which takes a lifetime+. Being able to burn them would just lead to having to babysit a town sign or having trolls burn them when no one is looking.

I don't think we'll ever actually get to a real point of tribal wars. In my 400+ hours of gameplay I've seen exactly two wars and not just trolls killing people for no reason. Both events took place before the lineage ban. One was in Ovenpost between my family and another after we killed a begger coming through and the other was in Ducks. Any sort of large fighting now would just lead to having a bunch of eves in the middle of nowhere vs babies being recycled through the war machine.

The closest thing you're going to get to any sort of battle is probably just people defending themselves against griefers which is a real shame.

Jane was 100% a griefer. When famine hit the town in my childhood she was stuffing babies faces with all the berries she could manage. Thanks to whoever planted those extra berries/milkweed/skewers. Me and a few others ended up moving there when things got bad. Sadly my little sister ended up heading back to town where Jane killed her. I ended up expanding the eastern farms and returned to the village to just find the bones of everyone else who lived there. I picked my last few carrots before passing next to all the food/milkweed/compost I made for a nonexistent village.

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Don't worry I ended up finishing both your graves up before I stepped on a snake like most the family. Both you and your mother Finlay have marked graves next to each other by the farm. I wasn't quick enough to hand you the mallet to finish your mothers grave and that's my fault for not realizing sooner you wanted a mallet and not that saw.

Son and mother lay side by side each with a rose adorning their graves to commemorate their love for each other.

You poor unfortunate souls. I warned people earlier in my life to never ever take pigs out of containers or it would lead to such a horrible situation. Pig-hand disease is always fatal unless someone spends their whole life feeding you. I'm not sure whether people were trying to be vultures and loot my pig ridden body or mistakenly yanked the pigs from my backpack but I'm sure quite a few people learned not to do that one in the future.

This isn't even my final form.

The berry bush care simulator containing murder, SIDS, and the occasional honking goose.

I'm glad your geese were a lot nicer than ours. We had a full on geese assault on the Zetts family. A force of thirty odd geese lined up along our main road before sending a few of their own into the city to gather intel. They knew our family was weak once they waddled up to the bakery. Three boys and a single girl under my care.

I think my biggest mistake was ever caring for all these bloodthirsty animals. I should have stopped at ten but their cute little honks kept me wanting more and more geese. They ended up chasing my poor daughter out of town where she would starve to death with one of her own boys. Thankfully my three boys: Goose, Goose, and Goose were smart enough to stay on the good side of the geese. All in all they claimed a chest near the sheep pen to call their castle in our little defeated city.

I've enjoyed the update and all the geese led shenanigans.

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I was born Beth West in the fourth generation of the current West lineage. Unfortunately, when I was still a young girl I was orphaned like a few of the other girls around town. North West killed at the very least four different people claiming my mothers life along with the mothers of the girls I would take care of in my youth. A young boy attempted to stop her killing earlier in our childhood but dropped the arrow to eat and he was the next one to fall. I told our little orphan group that I would catch North and make town safe for all the future children. North wasn't a very bright woman to say the least. She knew how to shoot an arrow straight but it took her ten years to craft a second arrow once the first was secured in my grip. The foolish woman thought she could make a beeline for the bow but all she got was the same she dealt out year after year. Once North was dead I was finally able to start raising all my little love bugs.

First came Danny. A little bit arrogant and possibly a bit too bossy for her shoes she demanded me to find a teacher for all the children in my last few moments in this city. I guess Danny just didn't get enough love, I was probably still heartbroken after the child I had to give up to finally catch North and bring safety to the city. Next came Jonathan and Johnny. I made sure each of the boys would get a fair share of my love and some of my clothes. I made sure these boys would always have a little bit of mothers warmth with them wherever they would travel. Next would come Tiffany a baby who basked in all the little moments of joy I could give to her. She was a little sweetheart who helped keep the flame of love burning in my old heart. I passed her the arrows which had slain both my mother and the beast known as North. My last born Jasmine came when I was attempting to teach a newer player some stuff around the village. You didn't get to enjoy our special time together like all the other children and I'm sorry for that.

To Spring West- I'm sorry that I couldn't teach you more in our limited time together. I was flattered by you naming your child Beth after me even if she was trying to run a brothel in the village. As tempting as it was for an old woman like me I couldn't swing around like I used to.

To the child of North- Thank you for naming your child Beth too. I know your mother wasn't very kind to you but you were just like us orphaned children. I was happy to have you in our little berry patch club and wish you only the best in the future.

To Knight- I'm really sorry how things turned out. When your backpack broke I figured I would just do the deed to prevent some bystander from murdering you just like I was. Alvin was threatening women and their children trying to cull a perfectly fine population just because he was bored or some other dumb reason. Between the repeatedly flashing his knife and purposely ruining a sheep pen he had to be removed before he actually caused real damage.

From the looks of the family tree you revenge killed Bob for killing me which led to some woman killing you. What a horrible cycle of violence caused be removing a single troll. You should have just let my sacrifice be enough but in your shoes I probably would have done the same.

TL;DR Troll threatens women and children, five people end up dying to chain stabbings due to misunderstanding on the first murder.

It's for digging up the bush. Note: If you stake a bush you aren't going to grow any berries on it until the stakes have been removed.