#trove

[thecollectibles]

Time Administration by TROVE

[gaytobymeres]

obsessed with this very angry morse

[irisdances]

And I would have stayed up with you all night

Had I known how to save a life

Vuk grew up into Star Seer <3 in the most traumatizing way possible but still

Every flower in their pelt has a meaning can you guess them all?

@threeclans

[ryunumber]

I think Ifera, Underlord of the Deep from Trove might have a Ryu number

Ifera, Underlord of the Deep does not have a Ryu Number.

[onewing1]

The MINT!

@threeclans

[pichiicake]

[hurricane-eva]

So, what is fan opinion on how to interpret the end of S2 E1 Trove?

Who is the gloved person with the notebook?

[s2z]

Preston East, Melbourne, Victoria, Australia. 2024-06-24 08:10:21 by stuart murdoch Via Flickr: What a mess One of several projects, that explore photography as evidence amongst other ideas. Tumblr | Instagram | Photography links | my Ko-fi shop | F*#kYeahTrolleyed | s2z digital garden | pixelfed.social | vero | Dpreview albums | my work archived on trove at the N.L.A.

[bunnyoftheday]

Hoppity the Basket Bunny from Trove

[crunchy-pavement]

Forbidden Spires, Trove

REBLOGS APPRECIATED!

[gaytobymeres]

I love the contrast of Morse's messiness and Jakes' precise neatness

[mechaniaa]

wanted to play an MMO, restarted trove from scratch

[undertow1326]

The Trickster King and his Loyal Jester

me and my friend @darksinzv45 have been playing trove a lot recently and we both play lunar lancers rn

so we made characters based on our lancers

[viscunam]

Oh yeah redid my Lunar Lancer

If Gamigo and/or Trion Worlds won't give us detailed lore on these fuckers then by goddamn I will and have.

[terry-the-insane]

Trove I suppose

Trovians are 2 inches tall and nothing can convince me otherwise

[darkflamegods]

Date of writ: I hath not a clue!

Oh, that silent day, stretched between nights eternal, hast unclaimed me! My isle, it is overgrown, and the skies and land alike have fallen between the stars! The world seems to hath ended in my sleep, and yet my light withstood the unending void to grant me sight again of my home!

The house that I had carved fell away in the ages of mine death, but there are worlds aplenty for my exploration! I do wonder, if the gods had escaped as fortunate as I? The Lord of Rot hath surely survived, for his end is the end of nights; and I find myself in the most splendid night! The Heir, My Twin, hath always demonstrated a deathless nature far beyond my own capacity, so it too must've carried on. Doest it still think of me, I wonder? I were the sole being to hath not hated the shade, so perhaps it recalls!

Ah, I find that mine home hath shattered, I must repair it before I leave to find where My Twin hast gone. I donst believe there is elsewhere for me to find new home, as what are we seperate? Predators though we might be, we are kin; and I harbour no ill will towards it for my ceasing. I do hope it has grown into itself while I slept long through the silence, one of us must've!

Now, I must sadly depart quill and parchment, for I hath much to do!

Til next I record,

Hawk of Crimson, Trove