Who should I talk to to get a house in Ofriheim? And why is every city other than Cmok a ghost town? -.-
Because of the current bug in our respawn pllugin, people dont wanna walk when they die and Connor4donkeys is the lord of that city but is on vaction till tomorrowish.
Because of the current bug in our respawn pllugin, people dont wanna walk when they die and Connor4donkeys is the lord of that city but is on vaction till tomorrowish.
And Demon added you in a moment
ok, shall wait
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TG: im not a hero TG: my bro was TG: john is TG: im not
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In-game Name: dev824804
Age: 13
Time zone/Location: eastern time, Ohio
How did you hear about us? (Optional): forum serarching
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Roleplay Name: Inel
Age: 21
Race: Kree
Class: Mage
Biography(250 words minimal):Inel grew up in Ofriheim all his life. He had a tough childhood, he never knew his father and was raised by his mother in poverty. Inel was a exceptional student whenever he got the chance to learn. At age 17 his mother died of an illness they couldn't afford to treat. Having to learn to live on his own Inel learned to hunt and went into the wilderness to collect pelts from animals to sell to the inhabitants of Ofriheim. Befor long Inel became a master hunter, he soon got a well sized house in the city. He was not happy though, he knew that he needed to become more and learn more, and he knew what he must become a master of sorcery.
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In-game Name: gamer9726
Age: 14
Time zone/Location: EST, New York City
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Roleplay Name: Eliri
Age: 24
Race: Cmokan
Class: Archer
Biography(250 words minimal):
Eliri lived in the city of Gazagad, up in the mountains. His parents told him he was destined for greatness, not because of his humble bloodline, not because of any skills he had, but because they believed in him. Every day, he and his father trained their archery skills in the backyard of their house, just in case the skill would be needed one day.
His mother taught him magic, the art of of the arcane. Eliri never thought his life would change. He never thought he would actually have to USE magic, or USE his archery skills. He was not a particularly special boy. He was average, helping his parents around the house, farm, or with hunting. He was determined though, anything that he set his mind to, he would do it.
One day, he and his parents were hunting in the mountains. Eliri was 15 at the time. They had just seen a rare animal, and were following it down a slope.
"Wait up!" Eliri called to his parents, who were speeding down the mountain.
"Just run faster!" came the voice of his father, who was laughing. Eliri chucked, and ran toward his parents, but stopped when he heard a scream.
"What was that?" Eliri yelled down the mountain. No answer came. His parents were nowhere to be found. He ran down the slope, but stopped abruptly and looked down, and he saw where the scream had come from. There had been a trap, presumably set to catch prey. There had been fake ice covering the vastly deep hole, and his parents had fallen down it. Eliri could just make out a little passage leading upward, probably leading to whoever's trap it was's house. Eliri collapsed, tears flowing from his eyes and then freezing seconds later. He ran down the mountain into the forest, trying to leave his sadness behind him...
Over the next few days he decided not to go back to his home. He build his own house from the wood from trees in the forest, and lived there, trying to leave the outside world behind him...
It had been 9 years before Eliri woke to the sound of fire burning. He had forgotten the outside world by then. He was 24 now. He had just woken from bed when he saw the fire, burning his house. Burning away his shield that protected him from his troubles outside. On the floor was a note. "Have you forgotten me? Have you forgotten what I've done?". Memories rushed back to Eliri, as he remembered the terrified scream of his mother falling down the trap, and now he knew-that was not an accident. Slowly waking from his dream world, Eliri left his home, and re-entered the world, confused, and alone. He made his way to Cmok, as a man, trying to make his way in a world he had not seen for 9 years.
Ugh. I've downloaded spoutcraft and everything, and now it says operation failed when I go to the server page. I understand this is because of the server not being updated to 1.1? So I switch out a 1.1 jar with a 1.0 jar and now I keep getting the "Would you like to update" option. When I say no/exit it gives me the whitescreen of death. Any ideas? :/
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In-game Name:Shaiur
Age: 13
Time zone/Location: PST
How did you hear about us? (Optional): Minecraftforums
UCGaming Forums Name (We require you to signup on our website): gamenutt5
IC information
Roleplay Name:Shaiur
Age: 24
Race:Cmok
Class: Swordsman (Merchant)
Biography(250 words minimal): Shaiur was raised on the road. His parents were travelling traders and as such he was taught by them how the trade business works. He would stay back in their wagon with his Mom while his Father would walk with the Lil, their Ox. While on the road, his Father taught him all about how to market to people and how to get a good deal. He also taught him about fighting. His Father would always have a sword on his belt, although he usually never used it.
On his 10th birthday, his Father gave him a notebook a pencil, ever since he has been recording every person of interest he has met, as well as many notes and information of the places he has been, turning his notebook into a encyclopedia of the area. As he grew he more and more began to help out with the family business, until the point where he would often take his father's place.
As soon as he turned 21, his father had planned to hand over the business, but Shaiur refused. He was to make his own destiny, not to be given it by his parents. His father accepted this, and gave all he could, and sent him out on his way. To make his own destiny
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GENERATION 21: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment.
I'll be doing the whitelist now. Hold onto your seats, because this still takes a while.
@Advarsel To be perfectly honest; no. But in addition to that, they had been whitelisted, but were skipped. You were just deffered.
Note: To all those applying for Cmokans, Iredorans, and Mages; I HIGHLY suggest you change your classes. Unless you are a masterful RPer, as demonstrated by your application, you will not be accepted. We just have too many at this point in time. Thank you.
Edit: As for the Spoutcraft error, what build are you using there? Spoutcraft has an option setting where you can choose the build, and it should be set to the right one. I don't know what that is, but you can go to our forums (click my signature) and ask Tyler, our tech guy. That man knows everything.
Edit #2: Just a heads up, there are a LOT of applications, so this will take a while.
You did many things wrong over your time on the server. Including but not limited to: Stealing (A bannable offense itself)and creating log towers. These acts got you three warnings and now you are tempory banned from the server. Be warned if caught breaking a single rule upon rejoining you will be banned for good.
I understand now, I also read the pm on the main website.
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In-game Name:advarsel
Age:16
Time zone/Location:GMT+1 ( Oslo, Norway )
How did you hear about us? (Optional):My friend found your LOTR server on PMS, so did I.
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Roleplay Name:Helena Balzfik
Age:28
Race:Kree
Class:Miner
Biography(250 words minimal):
The day I was born was a momentous occasion. My mother would bathe before she would give birth to me. When she had bathed for a while, she gave birth to me. But she had so much pain that she had not noticed it. When she gave birth to me she thought it was the pain was less. I drowned, without my mother noticing. She could not swim anymore, so she went up the country. As she walked up she noticed something that went in her vagina. It was the umbilical cord; she was completely taken aback and carried me up. She took her mouth to mouth method and the pressure on my chest. I came back to life. My eyes light up in mom's eyes. She was so happy, she hugged me and began hurried homeward.
When she got home, she cried help, come! All came as fast as they could, they saw a wet woman with an umbilical cord hanging down the legs that went up in a wonderful young. My father ran and fetched a knife, while the others went to my mom and me and hugged us. Mom would not tell that I was dead in 40 seconds. So she wrote in her journal when everyone had gone. The day after she had been visited by many people from the neighborhood. All came with some food or a nice gift. Those who came told mom and dad that I was very beautiful.
When I was 28 my brother had gone 40 years at school magician! He had achieved a lot in those years. He was very good with magic. He was not much at home, but when he was home he was most to me. My sister was a warrior, she was very poor. She had no success in the family. My mom and dad were miners.
One day mom needed help in a mine. She was pretty tired to not find anything. Her boss was soon going to kick her from the job. So she needed help! Of course I was helping her. When we got there I got a stone pickaxe, I took care of it in my bag. We walked long into the mine. When we got to the end we took up our pickaxes and started to mine. After a while, be both were tired and starved. We didn’t say anything to each other and started to eat our lunch. We started to mine again, my mom said: “We’re not going to find anything… But thanks for helping me.” Right when she said it, she mined a little hole, inside that whole, mom saw a lot of sparkling in there. She mined as fastest she could and said to me: “Come, look at this!” She took a torch from the wall and walked fast into the sparkling place. Inside there, was a lot of gold! Coal! Iron! Redstone! And in the little corner, there were shiny 3 diamonds.
When we mined it all, we actually ran to the boss and gave all we mined. It was a full bag with sparkling ores and ingots. The boss was so happy, he actually jumped up from the chair and starting to dancing. He said to mom: “You, my dear. I’ll give you higher salary!” He hugged her and walked happy away with the bag. He came back with a small and cute bag, inside the bag it was some money. Mom looked up on the boss and looked very happy. We let our pickaxes in the pickaxe chest and walked away from there. I said to mom: “I want to be a miner!”
@Advarsel Stop sending in multiple stories in a single whitelist session. By the time I run through the entire thing, I hope you'll have a single narrowed down story to follow; otherwise, I can't whitelist you.
Edit (21 minutes after the original post date): Alright, I've sent the list onto Prongs. When those who were successful are added to the whitelist, he'll post the comments here. Please be patient once more. Thank you!
@Advarsel Stop sending in multiple stories in a single whitelist session. By the time I run through the entire thing, I hope you'll have a single narrowed down story to follow; otherwise, I can't whitelist you.
Edit (21 minutes after the original post date): Alright, I've sent the list onto Prongs. When those who were successful are added to the whitelist, he'll post the comments here. Please be patient once more. Thank you!
Why can't you whitelist me!? Btw; the last article is the real one.
Because I can't have you be several people with different backgrounds and stories, as they continuously poured in. I told you to stop sending in multiple applications, and just edit the one from this wave.
______________
To those applying now and later (Geadsss, please stop reposting for now. You don't know if you've been accepted or denied), you will be in the next whitelist round.
To those from before my comment above, you will be on the list which Prongs will be posting once he adds the necessary players to the list.
I'd prefer it. We'll let in a Cmokan if their application is well written, since we don't want to reject good roleplayers. But if you don't mind, that would be great. But wait to repost an application until Prongs has posted the whitelist.
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In-game Name:Moltal
Age:20
Time zone/Location: UTC -6
How did you hear about us? (Optional): I didn't I was looking for a real Role-playing server and I was happy to find this one.
UCGaming Forums Name (We require you to signup on our website): Moltal
IC information
Roleplay Name: Bjorn Knox
Age: 25
Race: Bjardsoen
Class: Swordsmen
Biography(250 words minimal): Born in blood during a brutal attack on his newly created tribe, Bjorn was destined for battle from day one. After his original tribe got to big they had to split. During this migration period a handful of families started a long journey up north. Far away from their original encampment the tribe was ambush by thieves and robbers, it was dark outside a fever had some of the best warrior out of duty and the rest of the people was scatter around gathering resources to aid their companions. Fire was needed badly but the rain that had been following them had made the task of warming up food and people rather impossible. In any given day this robbers and thieves wouldn't of been a real problem, it is know that 1 Bjardsen equals 2 misfits in any battle but this time the odds where against them. The Knox family was away gathering fresh water, Sicil Knox was almost ready to give birth any-day now so her husband Bjorn's father was extra careful with her making sure she would never be out of his sight. They were almost at the creek when the attack started they could see the fire and hear the screams from their fellow tribe men, but there was nothing they could do. Almost like trying to help his people Bjorn was then born under a starry night in the midst of his tribe destruction.
Weeks went by before the Knox family could ever start thinking about a journey back to their old tribe, they had little food and shelter for all the tools and weapons and resources had been looted by the robbers.
Sicil was weak and grew more tired as the the days went by Bjerk, Bjorn's father was doing everything he could to keep the family safe. It was during a deer hunt that Bjerk came across a group of scouts from a different Bjardsoen tribe they did not hesitated to aid them. This two honorable scouts went back to their village for food, water and transportation they integrated the Knox to their tribe and in return Bjerk sword to pledge allegiance to them for the rest of his life, he wanted to pay back this kind people all they have done for him and his family so he quickly became a famous blacksmith in the village as he was when he lived in his other tribe. Bjorn learned from his father and quickly pick up some of the best Smiting Technics but his heart was somewhere else, his hart was with war his heart was with the liberation of all the tribes and the reassurance of his people well being.
It would be long before he could test his fighting skills against any real opponent but word came up to the village one summer that the Imperial Army was in dire need of soldiers, Bjorn needed to hear no more. And this is where his journey starts...
[OOC DISCLAIMER] I love role playing and I have done it for years at any chance I got. BUT ENGLISH is my second language I am getting better at it as I practice everyday please bare with me if something doesn't quite fit right
in my writings. That said I would very much appreciate a chance to join this amazing server I red the story and I think its really good I want to participate in its development.
Thank you.
VoiD__
(Thats two of _)
Because of the current bug in our respawn pllugin, people dont wanna walk when they die and Connor4donkeys is the lord of that city but is on vaction till tomorrowish.
And Demon added you in a moment
ok, shall wait
TG: john is TG: im not
Whatabout me? I'm sure not good enough.
In-game Name: dev824804
Age: 13
Time zone/Location: eastern time, Ohio
How did you hear about us? (Optional): forum serarching
UCGaming Forums Name (We require you to signup on our website): dev824804
IC information
Roleplay Name: Inel
Age: 21
Race: Kree
Class: Mage
Biography(250 words minimal):Inel grew up in Ofriheim all his life. He had a tough childhood, he never knew his father and was raised by his mother in poverty. Inel was a exceptional student whenever he got the chance to learn. At age 17 his mother died of an illness they couldn't afford to treat. Having to learn to live on his own Inel learned to hunt and went into the wilderness to collect pelts from animals to sell to the inhabitants of Ofriheim. Befor long Inel became a master hunter, he soon got a well sized house in the city. He was not happy though, he knew that he needed to become more and learn more, and he knew what he must become a master of sorcery.
In-game Name: gamer9726
Age: 14
Time zone/Location: EST, New York City
How did you hear about us? (Optional):
UCGaming Forums Name (We require you to signup on our website): gamer9726
IC information
Roleplay Name: Eliri
Age: 24
Race: Cmokan
Class: Archer
Biography(250 words minimal):
Eliri lived in the city of Gazagad, up in the mountains. His parents told him he was destined for greatness, not because of his humble bloodline, not because of any skills he had, but because they believed in him. Every day, he and his father trained their archery skills in the backyard of their house, just in case the skill would be needed one day.
His mother taught him magic, the art of of the arcane. Eliri never thought his life would change. He never thought he would actually have to USE magic, or USE his archery skills. He was not a particularly special boy. He was average, helping his parents around the house, farm, or with hunting. He was determined though, anything that he set his mind to, he would do it.
One day, he and his parents were hunting in the mountains. Eliri was 15 at the time. They had just seen a rare animal, and were following it down a slope.
"Wait up!" Eliri called to his parents, who were speeding down the mountain.
"Just run faster!" came the voice of his father, who was laughing. Eliri chucked, and ran toward his parents, but stopped when he heard a scream.
"What was that?" Eliri yelled down the mountain. No answer came. His parents were nowhere to be found. He ran down the slope, but stopped abruptly and looked down, and he saw where the scream had come from. There had been a trap, presumably set to catch prey. There had been fake ice covering the vastly deep hole, and his parents had fallen down it. Eliri could just make out a little passage leading upward, probably leading to whoever's trap it was's house. Eliri collapsed, tears flowing from his eyes and then freezing seconds later. He ran down the mountain into the forest, trying to leave his sadness behind him...
Over the next few days he decided not to go back to his home. He build his own house from the wood from trees in the forest, and lived there, trying to leave the outside world behind him...
It had been 9 years before Eliri woke to the sound of fire burning. He had forgotten the outside world by then. He was 24 now. He had just woken from bed when he saw the fire, burning his house. Burning away his shield that protected him from his troubles outside. On the floor was a note. "Have you forgotten me? Have you forgotten what I've done?". Memories rushed back to Eliri, as he remembered the terrified scream of his mother falling down the trap, and now he knew-that was not an accident. Slowly waking from his dream world, Eliri left his home, and re-entered the world, confused, and alone. He made his way to Cmok, as a man, trying to make his way in a world he had not seen for 9 years.
In-game Name:Shaiur
Age: 13
Time zone/Location: PST
How did you hear about us? (Optional): Minecraftforums
UCGaming Forums Name (We require you to signup on our website): gamenutt5
IC information
Roleplay Name:Shaiur
Age: 24
Race:Cmok
Class: Swordsman (Merchant)
Biography(250 words minimal): Shaiur was raised on the road. His parents were travelling traders and as such he was taught by them how the trade business works. He would stay back in their wagon with his Mom while his Father would walk with the Lil, their Ox. While on the road, his Father taught him all about how to market to people and how to get a good deal. He also taught him about fighting. His Father would always have a sword on his belt, although he usually never used it.
On his 10th birthday, his Father gave him a notebook a pencil, ever since he has been recording every person of interest he has met, as well as many notes and information of the places he has been, turning his notebook into a encyclopedia of the area. As he grew he more and more began to help out with the family business, until the point where he would often take his father's place.
As soon as he turned 21, his father had planned to hand over the business, but Shaiur refused. He was to make his own destiny, not to be given it by his parents. His father accepted this, and gave all he could, and sent him out on his way. To make his own destiny
@Advarsel To be perfectly honest; no. But in addition to that, they had been whitelisted, but were skipped. You were just deffered.
Note: To all those applying for Cmokans, Iredorans, and Mages; I HIGHLY suggest you change your classes. Unless you are a masterful RPer, as demonstrated by your application, you will not be accepted. We just have too many at this point in time. Thank you.
Edit: As for the Spoutcraft error, what build are you using there? Spoutcraft has an option setting where you can choose the build, and it should be set to the right one. I don't know what that is, but you can go to our forums (click my signature) and ask Tyler, our tech guy. That man knows everything.
Edit #2: Just a heads up, there are a LOT of applications, so this will take a while.
I understand now, I also read the pm on the main website.
Edit: GAH! Rage quit from whitelisting (for now). My list of the whitelists just crashed.
I'm going to do something else for a few hours, calm down, then I'll do it again.
And I was so close too!!! GAAAAAAH!
In-game Name:advarsel
Age:16
Time zone/Location:GMT+1 ( Oslo, Norway )
How did you hear about us? (Optional):My friend found your LOTR server on PMS, so did I.
UCGaming Forums Name (We require you to signup on our website):advarsel
IC information
Roleplay Name:Helena Balzfik
Age:28
Race:Kree
Class:Miner
Biography(250 words minimal):
The day I was born was a momentous occasion. My mother would bathe before she would give birth to me. When she had bathed for a while, she gave birth to me. But she had so much pain that she had not noticed it. When she gave birth to me she thought it was the pain was less. I drowned, without my mother noticing. She could not swim anymore, so she went up the country. As she walked up she noticed something that went in her vagina. It was the umbilical cord; she was completely taken aback and carried me up. She took her mouth to mouth method and the pressure on my chest. I came back to life. My eyes light up in mom's eyes. She was so happy, she hugged me and began hurried homeward.
When she got home, she cried help, come! All came as fast as they could, they saw a wet woman with an umbilical cord hanging down the legs that went up in a wonderful young. My father ran and fetched a knife, while the others went to my mom and me and hugged us. Mom would not tell that I was dead in 40 seconds. So she wrote in her journal when everyone had gone. The day after she had been visited by many people from the neighborhood. All came with some food or a nice gift. Those who came told mom and dad that I was very beautiful.
When I was 28 my brother had gone 40 years at school magician! He had achieved a lot in those years. He was very good with magic. He was not much at home, but when he was home he was most to me. My sister was a warrior, she was very poor. She had no success in the family. My mom and dad were miners.
One day mom needed help in a mine. She was pretty tired to not find anything. Her boss was soon going to kick her from the job. So she needed help! Of course I was helping her. When we got there I got a stone pickaxe, I took care of it in my bag. We walked long into the mine. When we got to the end we took up our pickaxes and started to mine. After a while, be both were tired and starved. We didn’t say anything to each other and started to eat our lunch. We started to mine again, my mom said: “We’re not going to find anything… But thanks for helping me.” Right when she said it, she mined a little hole, inside that whole, mom saw a lot of sparkling in there. She mined as fastest she could and said to me: “Come, look at this!” She took a torch from the wall and walked fast into the sparkling place. Inside there, was a lot of gold! Coal! Iron! Redstone! And in the little corner, there were shiny 3 diamonds.
When we mined it all, we actually ran to the boss and gave all we mined. It was a full bag with sparkling ores and ingots. The boss was so happy, he actually jumped up from the chair and starting to dancing. He said to mom: “You, my dear. I’ll give you higher salary!” He hugged her and walked happy away with the bag. He came back with a small and cute bag, inside the bag it was some money. Mom looked up on the boss and looked very happy. We let our pickaxes in the pickaxe chest and walked away from there. I said to mom: “I want to be a miner!”
@Advarsel Stop sending in multiple stories in a single whitelist session. By the time I run through the entire thing, I hope you'll have a single narrowed down story to follow; otherwise, I can't whitelist you.
Edit (21 minutes after the original post date): Alright, I've sent the list onto Prongs. When those who were successful are added to the whitelist, he'll post the comments here. Please be patient once more. Thank you!
Why can't you whitelist me!? Btw; the last article is the real one.
Because I can't have you be several people with different backgrounds and stories, as they continuously poured in. I told you to stop sending in multiple applications, and just edit the one from this wave.
______________
To those applying now and later (Geadsss, please stop reposting for now. You don't know if you've been accepted or denied), you will be in the next whitelist round.
To those from before my comment above, you will be on the list which Prongs will be posting once he adds the necessary players to the list.
In-game Name:Moltal
Age:20
Time zone/Location: UTC -6
How did you hear about us? (Optional): I didn't I was looking for a real Role-playing server and I was happy to find this one.
UCGaming Forums Name (We require you to signup on our website): Moltal
IC information
Roleplay Name: Bjorn Knox
Age: 25
Race: Bjardsoen
Class: Swordsmen
Biography(250 words minimal): Born in blood during a brutal attack on his newly created tribe, Bjorn was destined for battle from day one. After his original tribe got to big they had to split. During this migration period a handful of families started a long journey up north. Far away from their original encampment the tribe was ambush by thieves and robbers, it was dark outside a fever had some of the best warrior out of duty and the rest of the people was scatter around gathering resources to aid their companions. Fire was needed badly but the rain that had been following them had made the task of warming up food and people rather impossible. In any given day this robbers and thieves wouldn't of been a real problem, it is know that 1 Bjardsen equals 2 misfits in any battle but this time the odds where against them. The Knox family was away gathering fresh water, Sicil Knox was almost ready to give birth any-day now so her husband Bjorn's father was extra careful with her making sure she would never be out of his sight. They were almost at the creek when the attack started they could see the fire and hear the screams from their fellow tribe men, but there was nothing they could do. Almost like trying to help his people Bjorn was then born under a starry night in the midst of his tribe destruction.
Weeks went by before the Knox family could ever start thinking about a journey back to their old tribe, they had little food and shelter for all the tools and weapons and resources had been looted by the robbers.
Sicil was weak and grew more tired as the the days went by Bjerk, Bjorn's father was doing everything he could to keep the family safe. It was during a deer hunt that Bjerk came across a group of scouts from a different Bjardsoen tribe they did not hesitated to aid them. This two honorable scouts went back to their village for food, water and transportation they integrated the Knox to their tribe and in return Bjerk sword to pledge allegiance to them for the rest of his life, he wanted to pay back this kind people all they have done for him and his family so he quickly became a famous blacksmith in the village as he was when he lived in his other tribe. Bjorn learned from his father and quickly pick up some of the best Smiting Technics but his heart was somewhere else, his hart was with war his heart was with the liberation of all the tribes and the reassurance of his people well being.
It would be long before he could test his fighting skills against any real opponent but word came up to the village one summer that the Imperial Army was in dire need of soldiers, Bjorn needed to hear no more. And this is where his journey starts...
[OOC DISCLAIMER] I love role playing and I have done it for years at any chance I got. BUT ENGLISH is my second language I am getting better at it as I practice everyday please bare with me if something doesn't quite fit right
in my writings. That said I would very much appreciate a chance to join this amazing server I red the story and I think its really good I want to participate in its development.
Thank you.
MOltal