Short accounts of large events from a small actor:
Texteo and his gang of marauders would roam the plains of Jericho, chugging mushroom soup yet thirsting only for blood. Anonymiter's famous walls may as well have been dedicated to the group, for even though they were long planned it was the threat of these warriors that kickstarted the construction.
Don't even get me started on the Bruteor that came crashing from the heavens and was the final cause of Jericho's destruction. That was a catastrophe the likes of which Herocraft has rarely seen.
The North Road was fraught with peril, even for a hardy cleric and his cleric friend armed with trusty iron hoes.
Gone are the simple days of Atlas, when a town could be protected (at least enough to retain an active playerbase) solely by alliances and goodwill.
During one of several largely successful raids on New Coal Harbor (one of the best pirate-y themed towns of all HC history) a certain Engineer (remember combat OR crafter specs not both) decided to sleep in a bed inside one of the houses. He was then blockaded inside and kept as a pet until such time as the gods delivered him from what was deemed an overly cruel punishment. Meanwhile Tisha etc. were playing with their pet by alternately throwing bread and fireballs into the small house where he was trapped.
District 101, although my home for only a short while, had some of the most original thoughts behind it, and by far one of the most secure-yet-utilized underground cities on the map.
We miss you Zeal, even as we enjoy the future maps.