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#EpicHunterz: The House of Dragons

 

The #epichunters server is Nanius’s brainchild. He invited me to join when we were in GoD Barracks together. From what I understood, he wanted to build a place where players could ask for help, share what they’d learned, and support each other. It wasn’t fancy. It wasn’t meant to be huge. Just a quiet little corner for a few friends who loved the game and wanted to get better at it.

Little did he know that something meant for a handful of players would take on a life of its own and grow exponentially. I don’t think he was prepared for it either.

It’s funny how people change as they grow in the game.

At first, it felt like the kind of server where you’d always find someone around. Someone to answer a question, drop a tip, or just talk about trees or CP sets. Nanius was always kind — a little particular about the rules, maybe, but kind. And the whole place carried that energy too. It’s funny how people change as they grow in the game.

Here is the structure of the server with a little bit of what I remember:

#welcome:

At first, you could invite whoever you wanted. We all did. Everyone would land in the welcome channel, but you couldn’t actually respond to anything until you were assigned a clan role.

#serverrules:

This came later. Initially, rules were just pinned messages in the general or welcome chats. But then came the actual list — some rules made sense, others were… frustrating. Nanius’s attention to detail meant that even commenting in a non-speaking channel like #stackcalculator could trigger a mini meltdown. OCD much?

Eventually, even general chat got locked down — “important information only,” which loosely translated to “only important people may speak.” The rest of us? We got moved to #tattle. That’s where the yappers like me were allowed to talk freely without being shushed.

💌 #loveletters and ️ #nsfw

#loveletters was a weirdly funny place — people shared screenshots of angry messages they got in-game. There was something oddly satisfying about it. Like, “Look! I annoyed this person so much they cursed me out!”

There was also a little corner called #nsfw where people dropped spicy memes and jokes. I didn’t go there much, but it was kind of like the secret backroom of the server.

#stackcalculator

A lifesaver for someone as mathematically challenged as me. I relied on it heavily, even though I never truly understood it. (I’ve been told repeatedly that my stacking is horrendous — maybe the calculator was just a placebo for the mathematically hopeless like me.)

#autoclicker

I wanted to use it. I really did. But I got nervous about installing anything. Still, I remember how sweetly Nanius and others tried to explain it, step by step. They were endlessly patient, even when I asked the same thing twice. Or three times.

🌸 Seasonal Reminders & CP Help

One of my favorite parts was the seasonal section. People would post gentle reminders: “Don’t forget this event!” or “Blue trees are up!” It felt like a little calendar made by friends.

The CP section was helpful too — even players who didn’t talk much would show up there and answer with real care. It made me feel like maybe I wasn’t just guessing my way through everything.

Clan Channels:

Nanius also created channels for different clans. When I was in BAD TANGO (and we didn’t have a clan server), this was my lifeline. The clan channel here was how I stayed connected with everyone — well, at least those who had joined the server. It was something I really appreciated.

And the People:

Some big names were always around. Prometheus helped run the place. Dragon — who always had a lot to say — chatted nonstop. Angrydad dropped long, thoughtful posts that were half guides, half personal notes.

Every now and then, Dontrius or Pavilto would pop in. They didn’t say much, but just seeing their names show up felt like a quiet moment of, “Oh wow. They’re here.” [For me!] Maybe they let their alts do the talking — who knows?

By the time I left, the server had become too crowded. It felt overwhelming — and I think it started getting to Nanius too. He went from being the helpful big brother to a full-on school principal. At one point, he reminded me of the headmaster in Matilda (just joking, kind of). To manage the chaos, he had to install bots and moderate like it was a full-time job.

But despite the noise, it’s still one of the most helpful platforms out there — especially for players who want to grow or for clan leaders who want a strong community hub. I still recommend it often, even though the entry requirements have gotten stricter over time.

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