I'm a noncom. I freely admit this. I have tried dabbling in combat in the past, and I just don't have the head for it. I know this.
When you get raided, you want to do what you can to defend your city or commune from the invaders, because it's the right thing to do, even if it just means zerging up and spamming damage attacks/vines. I want to do it, the novices and midbies want to do it, it's the natural inclination.
However, I cannot in good conscience encourage Seren novices and midbies to join in defense when I have everybody telling me not to, because if they defend they will get enemy statuses, and become targets for ganking both on-and-off prime. Don't try to argue that this doesn't happen, because it does. I've heard multiple instances of this sort of thing happening on all sides. I've experienced it myself, along with even worse reasons for enemy status as a low level character.
So I get to sit here, and watch my friends and communemates get torn to shreds over and over, because there is nobody else around that can do anything, and get frustrated and angry, both at themselves for not doing better, at the commune for not putting up a fight, and at the other side for doing what the game encourages us to do: participate in conflict.
People are leaving the commune, people are no longer logging in, and the familiar faces every day dwindle while novices show up for a day or two, get discouraged by lack of leadership, and seeing the raids with no real defense, and then stop logging in.
I don't know what to do anymore. All the air seems to have gone out of the org, when not even a full two months ago, the commune was bustling with activity. Now all I see are people idling about. And yes, I am guilty of this too, because it's hard to engage people that don't engage back, or are just too dispirited to want to play.
I've been playing this game on and off over 9 years. I love Lusternia, but I'm not really enjoying the game anymore. And I don't know what to do to fix the problems that I see.
And don't tell me to switch orgs, because this does not fix the problem, it just makes it worse.
A whisper from the trees and a frosty presence tells you, secretly, "But you are strong, little
flower, and wise." The voice shifts and expands, becoming more real. "And everything you just said
in the ritual made me feel safer. You should, too."