This should be the current uRPS Minecraft map. There is a lot of space.
The wanderer continued on his path this evening. And by that I mean spent a good twenty minutes harvesting wheat, planting seeds and using mulch to grow them back quicker. I may be taking, but I’m leaving behind goodies too. Also, I had a ton of leftover seeds so I chucked them all in a corner behind a townsperson and then went on my way, neatly by the, errr, extension a creeper had added to one of the wheat squares. It was a hamlet, really, could’ve done with some excitement.
I made my way towards two towering, spiny peaks having learnt the ability to hold a torch in my hand and keep it lit indefinitely. Much like my previous journey there was little in the way of human interaction. The wilderness was my only companion and a trek through some fairly even terrain kept me going with momentum. Through mostly forest, thick and not as much, patches of dry barren land and the odd cliff, odd sculptures of land took my attention. Walls of stone guarded by highly perching trees or sand forming grooves in the rock wall.
After some time I came to a ravine high in the ground giving the impression if a dried river bed. I ventured down with some stone stairs I’d laid, attaching to the natural break in the ground that aided my route. There was little there other than a deep descent that did not interest me. I climbed back up into the darkness and continued onwards. Mountains and trees dominated the landscape until I had quite simply ran out. I took to my boat having interacted with some donkeys and throwing them some bones I had picked up. I’d like to think they looked at me in appreciation, but they, like me, probably wondered what on earth they could do with bones.
I sailed for a long time. Odd islands would grab my attention, but none would pull me over to them. After several days I had sailed towards a small land mass when I was shot by a beam of light from under the water. I scanned the water line and saw another underwater monument. I had learnt my lesson though and avoided it. Turning away I did not even need to sail any further to see facing it a short distance away was another monument. Were I equipped for the expedition this would certainly be a call to adventure, but I had my wits about me. I sailed further on until I eventually found land, following its outline and then through the river that weaved its way through the middle of it. A short hop over land and I was greeted by civilisation once more as the sun began to rise.
This large stone town had many more amenities at its disposal than anywhere else I had explored. Nevertheless, with no monsters to defeat and little to trade, I continued onwards. The landscape returned to familiar territory with interesting rock formations and thick forest. During the day it was a pleasant stroll, but at night the forest became one of my enemies, trapping me in low branches and hidden drastic changes in height. The forest did give way after some time and I came to a rather lovely bay.
The bay had been finely carved out leaving a only an islet to break any theoretical waves. Whilst diving in and swimming to the other side certainly was possible, the bay looked to provide an interesting climbing challenge in navigating my way around it, something which proved accurate. It took the night to descend the cliff I was on and climb back up the adjacent cliff where snow had firmly settled. Making it round and seeing how relatively little distance I’d covered in what was actually a decent chunk of time remained satisfying, however. From then it was almost entirely forest as far as the eye could see.
I did, however, once I’d found some plains, discovered a large vertical hole and peered in. It did not descend too far and I decided unlike the ravine I had come across previously that this was worth exploring. Going in, torch in hand, I followed one narrow route, twisting round the entrance only to find my way back to a small hole near where I had started. Taking it as a suggestion, I moved back up to the plain I was slightly beneath and marched forward. Shortly before stopping I came upon a small pond that seemed to be a local watering hole for numerous different animals, none of which were particularly bothered by my trespassing.
The wanderer came for a stop at the night fittingly as the moon rose over a small hill that made up a dried river bank. If the previous trek was one of particularly interesting locales, this was about interesting modes of traversal. I spent a considerable amount of time sailing and climbing, both of which were highly enjoyable. Pictures here.