#when are they adding this to nilmer's highland

[noheadthoughtsemptyig]

Genuinely curious as to why sso has left so many interesting things/characters/areas untouched when making side quests. There are so many unfinished things around Jorvik. For example:

(Update as of December of 2023: I'll happily be crossing off some suggestions that were utilised in-game recently!)

-New Hillcrest girl that’s burying(?) something in her backyard but when you approach her she abruptly stands up like she’s hiding something. Well? Is she?

-Area near Dundull that you could unlock by reputation crunching. What did we even unlock it for? Just the star that was in it?

-More Redwood point/Wildwoods

-The Kallter

-Literally anyplace you can go using the bus has so many sketchy characters/secrets that are just sitting there.

-The mall needs an update. Also bring Raptor back.

-Fort Maria (imma just say I manifested this one when originally making this post)

-Ashland

-CHILL and ther fight against the G. E. D. ?

-Maybe time to utilize Jon Jarl’s ghost thingy in that cave near Fort Pinta? (Update: Called it!)

-The winter village was so lively because they added npcs and sounds. Maybe time to do that to other areas?

-The Rescue Ranch (also use the updated foal models)

-Thalia’s theatre

-What even is Bear Point exactly?

-Is that all for Mirror Marshes?

-What (and where) exactly is Everdale? Sonja mentioned it and its medieval festival once but we don’t know anything about it

-There’s a lot of areas on the map that are marked “undiscovered” yet we have either been there already (Prison Island-Pandoria) or have no idea how to get there/need bugs that have been patched in order to get there (Ancient grotto, area near Icengate, Bread island)

-We need more ferries and bridges and maybe the could make us work for them like the quest with the bridge from Nilmer’s Highland to Wolf Hall Inn, and the bridge from New Hillcrest to South Hoof

-Utilizing places like Pier 13, Jorvik City and Aideen’s Plaza. They were some of the first to get better looking appearances and they deserve better treatment imo

-NorthLink

-They literally just abandoned Maya and Eli at unfortunate Dew’s farm and called it a day huh?

-I feel like there’s still something that can be added to Golden Hills Valley (Especially Goldenleaf forest)

-This is not much of a "left to waste" thing, more of a "needs to be fixed" thing, but can they please remove Lisa's old picture of when she's trapped in Pandoria and everything old in quests -especially main story ones- that confuses new players? And I don't mean minor stuff like someone mentioning Horse Island. I'm talking Maya still being called May in certain quest dialogues and quest givers telling you to go places that don't exist anymore or describing locations that are heavilly altered.

And the list goes on. Feel free to add more because I’m genuinely curious about other stuff I left out/forgot about

[ginnyzero]

Completely Harmless Ch. 13

Completely Harmless An SSO SilverGlade Re-imagining Story (Or Fix it Fan Salt fic) By Ginny O.

When Lily and her friends wanted to buy horses and were directed to the Silverglade Manor and its myriad of problems, they didn’t expect to start a revolution. They were just a bunch a stable girls. Completely harmless. Right?

A/N: Things are only canon if I say they’re canon. Pre-Saving the Moorland Stables compliant for the most part. Posted in its entirety on my website. Posted in 2000 to 4000 word bits here. Rated T for Swearing Word Count 177,577

Chapter Thirteen Finishing Touches

Linda gave Lily a bunch of envelopes to mail the next morning. “Except this one,” she said handing Lily the last. “The Baroness would like you to deliver this one personally.”

Lily stared at them. “Sure,” she said. “We have to go through Silverglade. I can pass most of these off to Derek,” she blinked. She checked the address of the last one, “and then go to New Hillcrest after seeing the tables and chairs back to Mr. Moorland.”

“Sounds like an excellent plan,” Linda smiled at her. She paused. “Um, Lily, I, err, thank you. For coming and doing all this. I mean, not a lot of people would do that and a lot of people didn’t. You girls are something special.”

Lily blinked slowly. “We didn’t want to stick around and be subjected to Loretta. I’m surprised she hasn’t alienated more campers than she has.”

Linda laughed lightly. “Yeah, she’s, interesting. I know she can become a good person if given the right influences.”

“But does she have them? She does tend to surround herself with girls like her.” Lily said as she tucked the letters away, keeping the special one in a different section of her saddlebag.

“I have a friend like Loretta and she turned out okay.”

Lily raised a brow. “With a friend like you, Linda, I think anyone would turn out okay.”

Linda flushed.

Lily mounted her horse. “I’ll get those letters taken care of, boss. Don’t let Agnetha run the other girls too ragged in our absence.”

Linda snorted. “As if anyone has control over Agnetha.” She looked around the Manor with a small look of pride. “Anastasia has asked me to make a website for this place as soon as it’s done.”

“That’s wonderful.”

“I’ve been doing news posts and throwing up pictures on Jorvikgram,” Linda grinned.

“When do you find time, I know all of your projects!” Lily groaned.

Linda shrugged and smiled.

“No wonder everyone turned up for food,” Lily said.

“Good thing they did. We couldn’t eat all of that!” Linda’s eyes widened and she adjusted her glasses.

They both laughed.

Lily waved at her and joined the other girls who had all the supplies on their horses from the day before. Agnetha had the other girls working on the fountain already. They trotted out. Lily paused in Silverglade to say hello to Derek (who everyone agreed was a real cutey) and give him three of the four letters.

“I’ll get these out straight away,” Derek said. “Oh, this one is pretty easy. Courtney Summers in Silverglade, I could just walk it over. Be nice to get out of the office and stretch my legs.”

“You do that,” Lily said and shuddered. As long as she didn’t have to be the bearer of bad news.

“See yah!” Derek said as the girls moved on two by two.

They delivered the pavilion back to Steve. The President of the Summer Chipmunks waved Lily over saying that they were probably going to use it and a couple others like it for the Farmer’s Market. If they could figure out where to put the Market.

Lily was sure they’d find the best spot. Not her problem! (Lily was only willing to take on so much.)

From there, they took the road to Moorland.

Both Justin and Thomas were happy to see them. They raved about the food. Thomas couldn’t pronounce half the dishes on the menu, but it had sure been delicious. He was looking forward to having a real restaurant serving more upscale food in the area. It’d be a good place for Justin to take dates.

He wanted grandchildren sometime before he died.

Of course, Justin protested and flushed and huffed.

As they were laughing at poor Justin and saying their good byes and thanks for the tables, Lily’s phone buzzed.

It was Agnetha. The parts for the fountain had arrived for the reflecting pool at Silverglade. And would someone be a dear and fetch them.

A couple girls rolled their eyes and volunteered to swing back through Silverglade on their way back to the Manor. The rest rode off towards Nilmer’s Highland. They’d exchanged their red-orange t-shirts for a glaring purple one. Anastasia would be appalled. But they were trying to proclaim their allegiance to the Manor.

In fact, as soon as they had a moment to breathe. They were going to hit some stores and buy a couple different purple t-shirts for doing chores and riding around in. Who knew what Anastasia had up her sleeve or when it would be finished and they needed clothes!

Lily took a transport to the New Hillcrest stables and winced at how run down they looked. There was a local riding club called the Bulldogz, but the place looked like they needed an infusion of cash. She was really beginning to wonder about the economy of South New Jorvik County. Seriously, was it G.E.D. interfering or something else?

She found the address and knocked on the door. “Ms. Antonia,” she said as the door opened. “Special delivery from Baroness Annabella Silverglade.”

What was it with the names beginning with the letter A?

Antonia took it. “Please, call me Tony,” she said absentmindedly as she read the letter. Her eyes widened. “I won! I, I, I got the job. I mean. I got my own restaurant.”

“Congratulations,” Lily said with a pleased smile. “Your food was amazing.”

“But, but, why?” Tony asked. “I mean, the others, outside of that Courtney woman, were just as good.”

“Maybe it was your insistence on local and fresh, plus, you mentioned plans for a winter menu.”

Antonia seemed dazed. “Yes, well, always plan ahead.” She clutched at the door. “And, and, there’s a cottage in Silverglade Village that I can use as part of my wages, no rent,” she seemed quite shocked at her good fortune.

“Oh, that’s great. Agnetha and Bjorn have a cottage on the grounds. I don’t think there are any other extra cottages though that I remember. But Silverglade is pretty close. You could ride, um,” Lily looked around.

“I have a scooter,” Tony supplied.

“Yes, your scooter.”

“Electric.”

“Your very quiet and won’t bother the horses scooter, to work.”

“It’s purple,” Tony added.

“She loves purple.”

“I, I have to go to Jorvik City and get plates and, and, napkins, and kitchenware. I’m supposed to meet Anastasia Silverglade and, and,” Antonia ran out of breath.

“We’ll help you in any way we can,” Lily said. She scribbled down her number. “Shoot me a text when you need us.”

Tony took it. “You may live to regret this.”

“Well, you’ll have to fight Agnetha for our help until the gardens are done,” Lily tilted her head. “I, I would pay to see that really.”

Tony grinned.

Lily tugged on her helmet. “I best be off before Agnetha does wonder where I am.” She jogged down the stairs with a wave at Tony. She mounted her horse and headed back to the Manor by the stables transport.

She returned to chaos. Or something like it. She guessed it was organized chaos.

Agnetha had one group laying out the fountain parts into the reflecting pool. Another group was taking down all the Victorian style lamps along the road. Lily got a shrug when she gave the girl in charge a questioning look. And the last group was laying out the rest of the rose gardens in front of the manor.

So, she tied her horse up and went to ask Agnetha where she needed help.

Agnetha gave her a hard look. “Where have you been?”

“Delivering a letter for the Baroness.”

Agnetha snorted. But she knew she was outranked. “I have some orders I want put into Jorvik City.” She ruffled through her papers and handed them to her. “Best done in person, they’ll get done faster.”

Lily leafed through them. “These aren’t orders. These are commissions.”

“Orders,” Agnetha shrugged.

Lily repressed a deep sigh. “All right. Um, I was going to do some shopping for the girls. Unless you like red-orange.”

Agnetha made a face. “Get on with it then.”

If Lily had been any other person, she would have said that shopping was a pleasant experience. Lily wasn’t any other person, girl, whatever. She hated shopping with a passion. And if she could have passed it off, she probably would have.

But purple and brown simply didn’t go together and their laundry was rather out of control. If she was going to Jorvik City, she could stop at Silverglade and go to the Mall and buy out a bunch a purple t-shirts and get some cheap pants that were gray or black.

Lily looked at the names again. “Why not use Conrad?” She asked speaking of the blacksmith in Moorland. Agnetha had commissions for benches.

“He refuses to follow directions, the old fool.”

Lily winced. So Conrad’s reputation had spread. “Right.”

So, Lily rode to Silverglade, bought a couple t-shirts there, two different pairs of worn black jeans, and some pants with purple argyle knee socks. Maybe Agnetha would take pity on them and give them something.

There were more purple t-shirts at the mall, with and without sleeves. But their pants selection was rather dismal and overpriced. But they had something else that wasn’t red orange and… brown.

Lily dropped off orders for street lamps and wall lamps, some lamps that looked like they were supposed to go in the trees over the reflecting pool and the fountain, and benches. The artisans assured her that they would get on these orders immediately and they’d have them finished in a few days. The last order was to a sculptor. She appraised the designs, deemed them adequate and Lily left with a feeling of foreboding.

Whelp, it wasn’t her head on the line she supposed. She picked up a bunch of ice coffees at the mall again. The girl remembered her order and once again packed it nicely. The girls were quite grateful when she returned with them and the bags and bags of new clothes.

Sure, their wardrobe was going to be exactly the same, but that wasn’t Lily’s fault.

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When the reflecting pool was finished and filled with water, Agnetha did give them a nice pair of grey pants. They all babbled their thanks at her and immediately added them to the pile of laundry after using a waterproof marker to say whose was whose.

The reflecting pool was gorgeous. The rows and rows of birch trees and their leaves added a bit of green to the space along with shade. The finished rose gardens added a sweet scent to the air.

Of course, Agnetha was far from being done. No. They were simply getting started. She made them collect all the urns from around the manor. Clean them thoroughly and paint them.

Then, they were off to Silverglade again to pick up some more plants, lilac bushes to be exact. These they planted in the corners of the manor building before surrounding them with ground cover type roses. They planted them alongside the inn building and behind the empty temple building near the duck coop. They even put some behind where the transport parked near the gas container. (Ugly thing that Agnetha called it, but it was necessary.)

Then they were able to move the urns, to the end of the stairs at each of the manor’s entrances, the corners of the Baroness’ private verandah where the Sterling Silver rose that the Silver Drakes had given her was in a box against the wall between the doors. They put the urns between the doors of the inn on the stairs and at the ends. But Agnetha didn’t trust the horses not to try and eat them, so they kept them away from the stable sides except near where the big archway was and the corners of the buildings angled away from where curious horses could stick their heads out and nibble.

Then they filled the urns with dirt and planted miniature roses in them in white, lavender, and the lovely dark mulberry. There were four urns left over, but Agnetha had plans for them.

She needed the benches for them though. She also didn’t have enough to decorate the Wine Cave. Which was bugging her. Fortunately, the urns were rather basic urns for all they were heavy and made of concrete. There was a craftsman in Jorvik City that made them by the gross if needed. Agnetha texted them a message.

So, it really was no surprise to anyone that the benches, lamps, and urns all arrived at the same time. Agnetha and Bjorn used their truck to move the urns thankfully. Though, once at the bridge they stopped, put urns on each end of the bridge and from there on out, they placed urns between every other space in the trees leading up to the manor. This same pattern continued inside the manor the girls noticed as they rode back with boxes and boxes of miniature roses and rose vines wrapped in burlap, bench parts including slats of wood, and the long bits of lamps and carefully cushioned in their own boxes, the white glass globes to go on top.

When they arrived and carefully put all the boxes in the parade ground, they noticed more urns had been placed on the ends of the bridge going out to the loose paddock.

“Consistency,” Elsa said dryly.

Agnetha put them to work. There were two benches for the reflecting pool, and four more that went on each side of the wine cave. The benches were in an odd style, though Theresa muttered something about faux roman. They were curved instead of having harsh corners. The ends of the arm rests had horse heads and the feet were horse hooves. There were three dimensional roses carved at the top of the back of the benches. The backs were carved with grapes and roses. Thus the sides looked like very rounded X shapes.

Then, they could place the urns. Urns went to each side of the benches and then between the columns of the Wine Cave and bracketing the doors.

They potted the miniature roses into the urns careful to make sure they had all the colors in each urn. From there, Agnetha had them put up the lamps. The lamps went in the empty spaces between the birch trees.

They were certainly pretty. The bases had rearing horses and the posts went up to two spirals holding up three round white glass globes. There were also new lamps to go on the stable, the temple building, the hay dryer, inn, and around the house. And hanging globe lamps for the wine cave. More globe lamps of different sizes were strung in the glade of birch trees over the reflecting pool and along the waterfall. One would think that would mean no lamps needed to go alongside them, but one would be wrong. There were lamps midway between the urns bracketing the benches and the urns on the corners. And there was a lamp for them middle of each broad step as urns got the prime spots on the ends for the waterfall.

They also put lamps between the bridge and the stable.

Once they had the lamps placed, Agnetha showed them how to plant the lavender rose vines at the base of them and trained them to go up, wrap around the horse and up the post to hang off the spirals. She called the climbing rose Angel Face. So, instead of having carved metal roses, they were wrapped in living color.

She also had them hang small baskets of roses from the spirals on the globe lamps on the sides of the buildings. Each basket also had a climber to climb up and over the spiral.

And with that, by some miracle, after over 20 days of hard work. The front gardens and the waterfall were done.

Agnetha, bless her, decreed that she had to make a few adjustments to her plans for the terrace and back gardens and that meant they would have a little break for a day or two from gardening.

So, they sat on the benches and sprawled, a couple feeding the ducks bread that was in no way good for them. But the ducks deserved a treat as much as they did.

“It’s beautiful,” Tyra breathed.

The Baroness came out of the manor and looked around. The stables gleamed. Roses bobbed on the faint breeze. The scent of lilacs and roses filled the air. Water made a pleasant background noise from the waterfall. The old woman looked ready to cry. She pressed her hands to her heart before wandering the gardens to touch the roses and breathe in the scents.

By the time she was done, it was like years had lifted off her face and for a moment, they could see the beauty she had been, a faded rose returning to bloom.

FOR THE ACCOMPANYING IMAGES PLEASE DO NOT REMOVE MY WATERMARK AND CONTACT INFORMATION. THANK YOU. I get it. Some of you might get excited and want to see this stuff in the game, especially the clothes, tack, and pets. However, the only way I want to see this in the game is if I get paid for it. If I see it in the game and I’m not paid for it, there will be hell to pay. You think I’m salty. I’d be angry. Personally, I’m not going to send this info to SSO. If you do, leave my contact information there! Don’t give them any excuses to steal.

Now, I’ll know you haven’t read this note if you leave me comments about how ‘salty’ I am about the game and if I hate it so much I should do something else. I am doing something else. It’s called Mystic Riders MMORPG Project. Mystic Riders however is a very baby phase game. You can check out our plans on the game dev blog. (Skills, Factions, Professions, Crafting, Mini-Games, 25+ horse breeds!) If you know anyone who would be interested and has money or contacts about game making, direct them to the blog.