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for accepting your "micro" as a real ship license. Fantastic, really! And quite unique. I love it.

LOVELY! That nails it, I'd say. (I also just remembered this very early attempt in BoBS at sugar cane)

Someone builds MOC with a huge Kraken devouring a ship - sure, that MOC is there and will be there. But what does it mean? Is it reality? Or just a sailor's tale? Rumors? Exaggeration? A fantasy tale within the BoBS-world, told in taverns? That is for me to interpret it the way I want to - and everyone else can do the same. This would apply to all such things, like a mermaid, a priest making a wonder come true, mythology and gods in general, etc. Sure, a wizard burning a city with lightnings he conjures... not so much. But noone does that anyway. A crazy Sea Rat walking around with a pointed hat and making everyone believe he is a wizard - I would love it! And while I think the world is quite historically accurate, we may bend it. We have seen very early attempts at aviation, or pre-real-time machinery, and that is totally fine for me. We have definitely seen both animals and especially plants that don't exist in the real world, but which could. (Again: Not talking about dragons, rather about sth. like a blue or brown panther instead of a black one) Also some excurse into exaggeration and craziness (i.e. humor) is always cool - like having natives wear giant helmets with parrots on top of them.

Love the picture, but I think for sugar cane default green might work better. Maybe two or three olive-green first, and then default green on top. Maybe even mix olive green into the stem? (not sure at all, but might work)

Thanks for your awesome feedback! The vulture has been inspired by this one. I will provide a close-up-shot / building-breakdown tomorrow or Saturday. (I also have a small variation, will show that one as well). I have no intentions of licensing the MOC; the only category might be Art&Culture due to the ruins. @Bregir: if the RSNP wants to license it, just go ahead and give me a quick message.

The southern part of Cascadia is a lot drier than the fertile jungles north of and around the large mountain range where the Myzectlan have found their refuge. Yet still there is life on the southern side as well: Both in vegetation and wildlife. Large carnivorous wild cats stride through the high and often dry grass und brushes, seeking their prey - and sometimes stumbling over the remains of a former meal, where vultures have eaten away the last pieces of meat the hunter had left. Most likely the knowledge of the wandering felines is still unknown to the scientists of Corrington - that there are walls on the ground at some places, small and crumbled and overgrown, yet still walls of stone. Whatever may have been there, a long time ago. Vulture has been inspired by this creation

That Eslandolan Merchant Baron - WOW! Nailed it so much better than I did. Still impressed. The rest is cool as well (especially the Myzec priestess and the innkeeper), but the merchant baron definitely stands miles above the rest. And thanks for picking it up so quickly, love it!

A very warlm welcome - may the winds favour your journeys!

That really is a good warehouse, this wall-technique looks fantastic!

Thank you! I might give the banner a try, why not - though it would probably need some other LEGO elements besides the minifigs, but I could work that out I guess. If anyone else wants to use my CMFs for a banner or anything else, just go ahead. Sure I don't mind - and thank you! PLEASE go ahead and do one of your own - I always loved your minifig-collections (like Mardier or Garvey). Also yeah, I really do like that Governor as well. Time to wear the black... red... green.. whatever. ;-) I also had a dark-red version of him before (panties and cloak), and also tried with black ruffs instead of white epaulettes (didn't work with the hair, though). Once I got my hands on some black epaulettes I might work on his darker version again. And I really might keep him for some of my future builds. Thank you - now I am looking forward to others using the idea and create better minifigs! Thank you - those descriptions took quite some effort. Glad you like them. Now available at your local.... no wait. Would probably take quite a few bricklink stores to collect all the pieces. Someone had to say that y-word, right? ;-) Thank you! And glad you like the Oleon-figures, which were the hardest for me to identify with, for some reason I can't even explain. Moste definitely - thanks! Thank you, glad to hear. :-) Thank you so much - and PLEASE go ahead and amaze me with yours. Thank you - I really gave it some thought before I even started. Glad to hear it worked out. I tried to depict as much of the world as possible in the backstories, e.g. all Eslandolan TCs, as well as in the range of the figures, e.g. more than just the three big nations. Glad you like it - and ETWC definitely needs to rise again. And those two might be my favourites as well. Especially for the Sea Rats, which I think have immense potential as a nation to be so much more than just your stereotypical pirate.

Eslandolan Merchant A feeling for money, courage, some fortune at the seas, a bit of ruthlessness - and soon this guy has become one of the richest men in the Colonies. He knows a good business when he sees it, and he never rests from work - be at the harbour-pier or at cultural events. He is a member of the ETWC, and his connections and influence range wide. While his extravagant appearance may make him seem detached, he has only come to where he is through hardest work. And this pretty golden statue he just acquired? Oh be assured, he will sell it for great profit soon. Eslandolan Conquistador He loves the adventure, and glory is the ultimate goal of his life. Many might call him a mercenary, and sure he is often hired by the major trading companies for simple jobs, such as guarding a city or a trade voyage. But on his current mission for MAESTRO he does what he loves: Venture into the unknown, explore new worlds, find new islands, found settlements, discover hidden places - and maybe one of those will carry his name some day. Eslandolan Cotton Farmer She has come to the Colonies in hope for a better life. For months she had saved her hard earned money from being a day labourer in the old world to pay for the voyage to the Colonies. When she arrived at Nova Terreli in Nellisa, she was overwhelmed by the energetic and sanguine atmosphere she could feel vibrate through the streets. Soon she found a job at one of the MCTC's cotton plantations. Soon she would be promoted as supervisor, and most certainly she would open a business of her own. Soon. Mardierian Footsoldier Seeing comrades die in battle is horrible. Seeing your own subordinates fall under your command will pursue you for a lifetime. Isla de Medio - or Isla de Victoria as they now called it - had been Mardier's worst nightmare in the Colonies. With the civil war, and later the unsuccessful war against both Eslandola and Garvey, the former colonial superpower of Mardier had lost ground rapidly, and might soon even fall into oblivion. Here he sat now, in those lousy barracks outside of Calisto on King's Island, awaiting his next orders. He could only hope that his commanders would be wise enough to pick the right foe, this time. Oleon Admiral He was born to stand above the common soldier, and so he did. The upcoming pirate hunt was his first major command as admiral for glorious Oleon - to make the trade routes safe again, and to prove to the world what true naval power means. Those who had called him spoiled son of la noblesse, unable to command a fleet - they soon would know better. Those who did not yet know his name - they soon would. And the pirate captains who defied him - soon noone would, anymore. It was time to hold a motivational speech to the common footsoldiers, those less gifted than him. Oleon Priest of Zeus There was no room for doubt in a man's life, because belief is what keeps us alive. Too bad that belief had diminished in Eslandola and Corrington over the past centuries, and even worse that in the Colonies where a temple would be of utmost importance to keep hope alive even during the worst times only few seemed to have time to pray. But the rumours about the wild native population of the new islands were far beyond the pale! Praying to parrots, walking over hot stones, or even praying to wild felines - someone needed to tell them the truth. About Zeus, but also about Poseidon and Hades. And thus he boarded a ship. Oleon Artist What would the world be, if we could not preserve it? That's what the earliest men did, when they carve pictures into the walls of caves, and in people like herself that art comes to perfection. Because what she does is more than just paint what is - she adds what could have been, what might be real, and even what will or will not happen. Combining reality and imagination can create true perfection. And while in her youth she had often portraied the noble, and the military leaders, she had turned to something different, something that required her to travel, something that demanded real courage: Portraying the battles at sea, and adding her very own flavour! Garvey Rum Trader Garvey wasn't much of a colonial power - but she couldn't care less. The Rum Isles were a paradise, and planting while planting sugar cane was one thing, and destilling rum was another - she had found that her fortune was in making deals with traders from all nations. She had paired with a rich Eslandolan tradelord from the MCTC - he provided the money, and she operated business on the Rum Isles. Profits were shared, but somehow riches meant little to her compared to the overwhelming feeling of making eyes at a merchant from afar and knowing he would cut every deal she proposed. Sea Rat Captain Last time they got in this horrible storm. The time before there was that thing with the mutinity. Before that they had this unfortunate incident with the Corrish Armada. The captain had not been too lucky, lately. But not this time! The treasure map he stole from the Oleander nobleman would lead him to riches beyond measure. His ship was ready, the path was set - nothing could go wrong this time. Now all he needed was a crew! Sea Rat Adventurer In Nova Terreli they called her pirate, and only through sheer luck could she escape. In Tortuga they'd all know what she means when she says she is an adventurer, but the good thing about Tortuga is that noone asks anyways. She has sailed with many infamous captains, such as the Captain Meloche and even Benjamin Morgan himself. Money is a neccessity to buy some good rum, and rum is important for courage, which you need to earn money. Life is great. Sea Rat Innkeeper Some say he once was a resourceful smuggler. Others rumour he was an infamous priate. Only he knows the truth, but those rumours help in his current job - both to attract guests and to have them respect him. And sure, he runs this inn at Rassilon, and many come to him for a good beer, or for a bed, or for some information. And those who come for some of the more... secret goods... be sure there is a special back room for this kind of business in his inn as well. Tenotaxclan Fisherwoman The strangers brought wonders to her home. They came with giant canoes, which they call ships. Now they build huts of stone, and they cook food inside those huts. They have machines moving of their own. And they carve strange runes on leafs which they call paper, with a liquid they call ink. Oh the wonders! Yet so little do they know about the forests, and the lakes, and the rivers, and the mountains, and the animals. They look for the shiny metal, but noone asks her, but she knows where to find it, she knows. But instead of looking, the strangers prefer to argue about the name of her home: Berreli or Annetta? Why not just call it home? Corrington Governor Born to be a nobleman, grown to be a gentleman, lived as a master strategist. He has served both as General in her majesty's army and later as Admiral in her majesty's navy. He has governed fortresses, towns and territories in royal order. And now he has arrived in the Colonies, on Alicentia, in Mooreton Bay. For three months he had planned his next mission, because thinking ahead is the key to order and success. His fleet is ready and waiting for his order only to leave port and sail south, for the honour of Corrington. Before that, however, it is time for a cup of tea with his daughter and his future son in law - because a gentlemen always takes his time. Corrington Pioneer His regiment had been the first to land on Garma's Key, and to claim the island for her majesty, Queen Anetta. Honour, discipline and loyalty kept men unified in the new world, where to seeked to widen the Empire's borders. A musket was one thing, but sometimes a paddle proved to be far more important. During the past month he had learned a lot he had never imagined before: About plants, animals, how to build a hut with palm leafs, or how to catch fish with an improvised wooden spear. Recently he had bought a small house in Kingston, and soon his wife and sone would follow him into the Colonies. Corrington Scientist The Royal Society of Natural Philosophy - only the most renowned scientists were members of this illustrous society. And soon he would apply as well! But what would he talk about? The essence of sugar cane and lime as a liquid in a bottle, which he had invented? Or the hourglass running exactly ten hours, indicating the end of a shift in the Empire's factories (he was so glad they had unified working times)? Or about his calculations, proving that it was actually impossible to make a ship fly with hot air? Most certainly he would not talk about his idea to make use of hot steam to power machines - because even he knew something like this would never work at all. Mermaid Fiction or Reality? Many a sailor claims to have seen the mermaids, out on the cliffs, tempting them to come and spend the night with them, only to be drawn into the depth, where the mermaid would reveal her true nature, and where even worse creatures may lurke. Like the mysterious Kraken, which drew many ships into the depth. While Oleons Priest see this as a test from the gods, Corrington's scientists already have a scientific explanation and a name for the phenomenon, and Eslandola's merchants seek their chance for raised profits being the only ones to trade on the endangeroured routs - while the bravest captains of the Sea Rats see their chance to... take from the latter. And during all that, the mermaid just sits and waits.

I really don't like the numbers (I or then II) inside the tags. So I voted "We need a different way to make a distinction!" I was about to post, then I saw the suggestion above: PERFECT! If the distinction between gold and silver is important, just make the border a bit bolder.

I wouldn't give too much thought about this, actually. Just build decent MOCs and you will be absolutely fine! 1. "Licensable" means that the MOC must meet the criteria for being licensed by someone, at some point. Not neccessarly you, not neccessarily now. 2. The criteria are very soft. You won't be able to license a green baseplate with three plants and two minifigs on it, sure. But add some fences, a small statue, a path - and voila, it will be licensable as "Art & Culture", or even as "educational" if you call it a botanical garden. See Capt Wolf [url=https://www.eurobricks.com/forum/index.php?/forums/topic/154750-memorial-to-maurice-of-greene-prince-of-brickwall/]most recent MOC[/url] a prime example of a how little a MOC needs to be "licensable" (and noone will ever complain, because it is of good quality). 3. Many MOCs could be licensed in several categories, it's at least partially the builder's choice. Just stay within reason. (A small house might be a residence, a tavern, or an artisan's workshop; but most likely neither a factory nor a cultural property) 4. Also keep in mind: This is a game for the players to have fun, so rules are often more of a guideline, or to prevent powergamers from exaggerating. Rules are not there to prevent you from having fun. What I want to say: Just build a good MOC and you will be absolutely fine! Regarding money: Once you have signed up and posted your first BoBS-MOC, just send me a quick message and I will send you 50 DBs to help you get started quicker (no worries, 50 DBs really does not matter much for me anymore).

The level of detail on the deck is amazing. Fantastic work once more, and great to see those stunning LDD ships again. WOW!

This is quite a nice small MOC - well done overall.

The black really works well!

Insane quality - that white house with the grey roof is outstanding, but even the cane-field itself just looks so great and full of variance, despite being all the same. You managed to make the singular pictures look cohesive and massively large. Seriously impressive.

The throne is great.

I am not too sure abot the totally cracked floor for a throne-room. Personally I THINK I would much more prefer a solid flor, which has only few cracks and scratches which came during the centuries of decay. Like it was once perfect, but now is no longer. Technique would be solid grey layer at the bottom and a layer with sloped bricks which leave a small space between them (like a 1x3 inverted slope on top of a 1x2 slope). Rather layer some dirt on top of that I suggest. Do you get what I mean or should I post a quick pic? Might also be a cool way to display both present and past with a small adaption to the MOC? Also would they have cats at the throne right now or only in the depiction of the past?

Lovely! Best MOC: jaguar. Best shot: panther. Best feline: tiger.

Quick thought: Combat rules sound like an entertaining way for the game masters, but unneccessary for all players, because there really is no way to interact and actively influence them during the encounter, right?

How about faction-swapping? Possible? If so - with our without your sigfig and posessions?

Fantastic canopy bed! (Great furniture all around, but that one is outstanding)

Really not much to say here. My small contribution to the Brickwall Memorial Park. Sorry for the delay of the post, I misinterpreted my fellow Eslandolans posting process and thought we wouldn't hvae separate threads. Pic has been up on flickr for quite a few days. :-)

Small, but really cool!