Whenever I enter the Cordor (Northern Outskirts) I can no longer see text. Nothing I type or what others say shows. But if I transition to different areas then everything shows up fine. Relogging doesn't seem to help.

I'm not sure if this is intended or not but the Minotaur berserkers in the forest of despair have wings now.

It looks good. Thank you

When you put a raw gem in the tinker bag he doesn't recognize it as being a single item. He just says I said a single raw gem. I tried different gems and he says the same thing no matter the raw gem you put in the bag.

Yep it's god saves that kills my voiceset.

Thank you. It seems to have worked, I logged in today and had a voice again. Hopefully I won't need a god save in the near future to test it.

Pretty sure both times it stopped working for me was after a god save.

OK so a DM fixed it and sound set was working fine. But later I received a god save and BAM stopped working again.

No idea why a god save would break the sound set.

Moutain Guides at the Dark Spires (Base Camp) have the dialog to take you to Brog and it even says departs for Brog. It doesn't actually take you and leaves you standing at the Base Camp. Both the guides are doing this.

i thought about trying that, but last thing I wanted to risk was punching the portal and having ticked off NPC's coming for me. I wasn't sure if that would trigger NPC's, so seemed safer to just use a lense.

Portal at the Shadovar Trade Post seems to be broken. When you try to use it to leave it just says "Object is Busy and can not talk to you now".

Did it always use to be like this? I could of sworn in the past I dumped some cordor writs and picked them back up later. It does seem a bit odd and extreme.

I canceled a couple of writs, but now the writ master in Guld never offers them again. It seems they think a canceled writ is the same as completed.

I always look at mindless as it might not necessarily be evil to make a zombie/skeleton or such, but you are dealing with someone's loved one. People tend to get a little angry at the thought you making Uncle Frank rise up and shamble around after you.