To be honest the communication has not improved or become much worse from the Alpha testing or the Beta testing phase of the game. In fact it has stayed about the same throughout the entire process of being available to players, closed or not. The communication is pretty lackluster, I wouldn't have invested in this game if I knew the state of development and the communication with players.
Bro what are you talking about a Community Manager literally banished from the forums and never returned, has anyone seen Callum? I have made a fan fic to picture what I think it's going on, of course I'm taking some creative liberties:
The furious mob had gathered around the place, very late at night. The torches lighted up the scene and the forks' metal shone brighter than any sunshine, Callum gulped at this horrible sight, this time he was truly trapped. His heart was beating so fast, and now he could start hearing each one complaint from the voices in the mob. "Where is the castle building feature" said one on the right, who's mouth pestilence could be smelt from the distance. "Where the hell is my immersion? I am not immersed!" said a larper on the left, with his dark age custom he himself had sew. "WHY I CANT MARRY RAAEEGHEA, WHERE ARE MY MOMMY GF MILKERS!?" shouted one so loud, that everyone joined in chant "Mommy milkers, mommy milkers". This could only get worse. Callum was standing at the gate all alone, trembling, but he was hired for the job, and he was ready to talk... "Oh no" he thought, a cocking pistol sound in his back, it was him, it was the overlord:
-Say a word, say a single word and you're going back to the sewer jails.
-My lord Armagan king of butter please jesus christ you hired me for it, let me speak to them.
Armagan had arranged to get himself called "My lord king of butter" to his own satisfaction while he patrolled the office in his broom-horse.
-No, I don't think I will, in fact the devs are quite hungry... it's time you face the "Lust"
-NOO PLEASE
He knew what it was coming, he was sent to the bottom of the office, this time even lower than the sewers... The corpse of Lust, the horrible scent, the true horror. He could already picture it, a post in the forums giving his goodbyes, "I'm retiring, it has been a great experience but I want to spend more time with my family". The perfect lie, he already could feel the devs feeding on his neck. They preyed on players by frustrating them, enjoyed watching them use the class system, not being able to use a spear, a shield and a secondary weapon at the same time, that made them explode in pleasure, but when the players' frustration wasn't enough... Time to hire a new Community Manager
This is the end of chapter one but for those that want to read a little more here's a teaser for you
Dejan arrived a beautiful morning, a good new job in a rising company, life could only get better after this, on his way to the town by the bus he had noted an increase of South Americans in the area, something he thought quite strange given how far it was, they were holding some signs, maybe getting ready for a manifestation?