Ben Dover
Ben Dover
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| Points: | 48.788 |
| Rank: | 87 |
| Opponents defeated: |
399.008 (75.)
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| Tribe: |
BIGNUT
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| Villages (7) |
Coordinates |
Points |
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538|465 |
8.818 |
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538|464 |
7.861 |
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539|464 |
9.304 |
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540|465 |
8.480 |
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539|466 |
7.967 |
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551|549 |
3.270 |
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548|557 |
3.088 |
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Personal text
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I don’t build villages to decorate the map. I build them to reshape it. Every structure I upgrade, every troop I train, every second I invest is aimed at one outcome: forcing someone else to log in and realise their world just got smaller. I don’t play for comfort, I don’t play for peace, and I don’t play for the illusion of safety that most players cling to. I play for momentum, pressure, and the satisfaction of watching an enemy’s confidence drain one report at a time.
I don’t wait for opportunities — I manufacture them. I don’t rely on luck — I rely on timing, scouting, and the kind of consistency that breaks tribes long before their walls fall. When I hit, I hit with purpose. When I fake, I fake with precision. When I noble, I noble with intent. There’s no randomness in what I do. There’s only calculation, execution, and the quiet certainty that someone on the other side is about to lose something they thought they could keep.
Most players talk about strength. I don’t talk — I demonstrate. I’ve seen tribes crumble because they mistook numbers for power. I’ve watched leaders panic because they mistook silence for weakness. I’ve taken villages from players who thought distance made them safe. I’ve dismantled clusters built by people who assumed I wouldn’t push that far. I don’t fear being outnumbered; I fear being unchallenged. A world without resistance is a world without purpose.
I don’t hide behind diplomacy, but I understand its value. I don’t start unnecessary wars, but I don’t shy away from necessary ones. I don’t pretend to be noble, but I don’t pretend to be reckless either. I strike when the map is ready, when the timing is right, and when the enemy is still convincing themselves they have time to prepare. I don’t need to be loud. I don’t need to be dramatic. I let the reports speak for me — and they always do.
If you’re on my border, understand this: I don’t coexist with threats. I don’t tolerate opportunists. I don’t ignore weaknesses. I expand, I pressure, and I take space until the map reflects the effort I put into it. If you think you can outfarm me, outrun me, or outlast me, you’re welcome to try. But understand that I don’t stop. I don’t slow down. And I don’t forget the players who make the mistake of underestimating me.
And if you’ve read this far — if you’ve taken the time to scroll through every line — then you should at least spend a fraction of that time learning who you’re dealing with. Because the players who don’t? They’re the ones who end up wondering how they lost villages before they even realised a war had begun. |
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