OOC IGN -Kage_cookeh Age -16 Time you can dedicate to server weekly - well i can spend from 1-13 hours a day. so 13x7= 90 hours i can spend (; Do you have teamspeak? Not at the moment no, but i can get it easy.! What is the fifth Server Law? - Thats easy. No sharing of account info (: Why do you want to join our server? - Well. Im an elder scrolls and minecraft addict. I have at least 500 hours on skyrim and too much to count on minecraft. So both of them put together?? Also i am kinda suckish at RP sooo <3 xD
IC Name - Funera Lamina Race - Dark Elf Age - 22 Gender - Male RP example - *The mysterious stranger in dark black robes with a deadric bow and arrows on his back, walked into the inn.* *He sat down on the inn's rickety stool in front of the bar* Inn Barmaid: What can i getcha stranga? Stranger: Get me the strongest drink you have in this pitiful inn. Inn barmaid: Eh, alright. You aren't from around here are you stranger? *The stranger ignored the barmaids attempt for conversation.* *The barmaid slammed his drink on the counter. It looked like a combination of soulshards and deerhide with a very powerful alchemist made potion.* Stranger: Ah, your skills procede you. Inn Barmaid: Wait, What does that mean? *The stranger raises his voice* Stranger: OH COME ON! Don't act stupid with me! *The stranger stands up faster than lightning!* *A local guardsmen overhears the commotion and confronts the stranger* Guard: Is there a problem here ma'am? Inn Barmaid: Yes sir, this man needs to be shown the way out. Guard: Your coming with me . Now GO! *They don't know whats about to happen* Stranger: Goodbye. *The stranger jumped into the air onto the bar and drew his bow!* Guard: Woah! Woah! Wooaah! *The stranger bashed the bow into the guards face. Blood splashing on the wall of the inn.* Guard: Arrgh! Stranger: You cant escape the dark brotherhood! Inn Barmaid: WHAT? IT WAS SO LONG AGO! PLEASE NOOOOO! *The Stranger jumps down from the bar desk. He shoves a single enchanted arrow straight through the barmaids heart* Inn Barmaid: May i at least know the name of my death dealer? Stranger: Funera lamina. Rest in peace. *Funera Jabs the Arrow deeper into her heart. Creating a dark poodle of blood . Engulfing The floor like a tsunami to an island* Guard: HELP! SOMEONES BEEN MURDERED! *Funera jumps up* Funera: Damn you to oblivion! *Funera Crouches and uses his knowledge of sneak to disappear for several seconds. More then enough for him to sneak out the back door and mount Shadowmere his trusted horse.* Funera: Chaa! Off Shadowmere!
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Funera was born in Morrowind in a very small village of assassins and theives. This village has been hunting for tamriel's Best assassin/theif. Hoping to train a child to the best, but so far failed. Untill Funera lamina was born! He showed exceptional skills in both assassin and theif abilitys and skills. He caught the eye of the entire village as the ultimate weapon. So he was trainned one hundred times harder. Untill his 21st birthday when they thought he was ready to be tested. So on a moonlit night, while his family sleeps in their small 3 room house. Assassins were sent to kill and torch the house. His Father and mother were murdered in cold blood of the village. Unforunatly for the village Funera was able to hear them enter the house. He felt joy as he slayed the 10 assassins who were sent to kill him and his family, But he didn't feel as though it was enough. In only 1 hour he slayed an entire village of Tamriels most highly trainned and skilled assassins. Without anyone knowing what happened. Guardsmen were just passing along when ever they found the torched and slaughtered village. The news traveled quickly through morrowind. Some how Funera had forgotten to kill his little brother. So his little brother informed the guards that it was him who slaughtered his entire village. Funera later found himself with a bouty of one hundred thousand gold on his head. So he fled from the military. He doesn't like cold but he fled from morrowind into skyrim. Hoping to see if all the old stories of skyrim were true!
Builder App Name: Iceshot1000 (Matt) Age: 13 Photos of any creations you have made (MAXIMUM OF 5, links are acceptable): http://imgur.com/KJMMs Are you trained with using World Edit/Voxel Sniper?: (Yes or no. If yes, tell which or if you know both.) I never used it. I know basic things, though, like wooden tools are wands
IGN - dragonborn5555
Age - 14
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - 2 hours
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - no and probably not
What is the fifth Server Law? -
-No sharing of account information.
Why do you want to join our server? - i want to explore your skyrim world and see how well it turned out
OOC
IGN - bigmonkey22
Age - 17
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - um about 8 hours, I work alot
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - I do not, I mean I could if you desperately needed me to, but I find it an incovience to use
What is the fifth Server Law? - Dont share your account information
Why do you want to join our server? - Well im a mod on a server that has very light rpg, looking for something new and diffrent more emersion. I also enjoied Skyrim the game making this server stand out to me.
IC
Name - Esora
Race - Wood Elf
Age - 17
Gender - male
RP example -
Citizen - "Would you like to buy some fish"
Esora - *ignors, walks to the table then proceeds to take a fish*
Citizen - "Hey! What are you doing? Guards! Guards!"
Esora - *unsheths bow, shoots the guard, then turns to the vendor* "do you want the fish back?"
Esora *walks out of market circle, turns around. . . un sheeths bow lines up his arrow*
Citizen "arggg" *grasps throat*
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] -
I am a Wood elf born in a small village, My mother was a feeble inns made, . . . but my father was the greatest thief in the land. My father would leave my mother and me to travel the world leaving us alone in our shack of a house. This house was all that me and my mother could afford, plus we did not want unwanted attention because no one was there to protect us. . . I was raised by a humble mother who taught me to do without, take care of myself, and most importantly survive. As a kid I would sneak out and walk the river and look to the stars and wonder where my father was. Sometimes I ,myself, would be to busy dreaming i would get lost. Getting lost started to become the norm when i hit 14. At 14 I packed up some of my things: a dagger, bow, arrows, a potion, and some leather armor. I headed into the woods and walked for an entire day planning to get lost, but this day was different. The air was crisper, the water tasted magical, and even my sight was more vivid, and on this day I found my father laying on the ground. . . dead. . . His cloths were burnt to a crisp and his body looted. . . I vowed from this day on I would continue his legacy. I took off a bit of his cloths and shoved it in my pocket, then i started to dig a shallow grave to honor my father.
I am now 17 and i still live in my small village, but i am planning an escape from this mundane life. I have stored an enchanted bow, along with many other necessities and i Leave at dusk tonight. I have no idea what my future holds or the dangers i am about to ensue, but i don't care i need to escape. I have no reason to stay here anymore, my mother has been remarried to a blacksmith, and lives in a mid sized house. She doesn't need me anymore. This is where my adventure begins. . .
IC
name- Gary Swith
race - nord
age - 19
gender - male
time - about 1 to 2 hours maybe more
OOC
IGN - captpounce
age - 14
gender - male
do you have ts? - no i do not, i do not have a mic so no
what is the 5th law? - no sharing account info
why do you want to join? - i quiet like skyrim and i wanna see what it would be like in minecraft and i can barly play skyrim because i have to go to my cousin's house because i dont have it, he does.
RP est. It was a chill night when i spotted a giant slumbering in the bracken, i pull out my bow from its leather case and fire at it. The giant wakes up and hits his club to the ground. The ground shook and shook till i had to get farther away. I got farther away from the beast and grab my sword for a sneak attack. i jump out of my hiding place and stab the giant in the neck, it falls to the ground lifeless.
Paragraph:
Born in whiterun, LIVED in whiterun, explores the rest of skyrim.. most of the time running for his life, every town he goes to he tries to make over powered stuff but he always loses it because a dragon tries to eat him in his sleep so he cant get it on before it would eat him... makes homes out of rooms in mines that he found that a true adventurer cleared, and wishes to get more training so one day, hes gonna be the badass making the DRAGONS **** themselfs. Worked as a Smith sence the age of 13, learned how to make the best things out of the rarest items, works on machine in the dwarf mines, often goes to shops all around and sells the items at places they can not find them. Soon opens a shop at the age of 18 and can make, enchant, and sell items to you.
OOC
name- Gary Swith
race - nord
IGN - captpounce
age - 19
time - about 1 to 2 hours maybe more
RP est.
*walks up a mountain*
Me: hey look a giant
*giant slowing turns his head as races after me*
Me: *running!!!!*
*giant stops and stands still*
Me: thank gods!
*giant walks up behind me and hits me*
Me: WHAT TH- OWWWWW
Me: *runs into a cave full of rouges*
Me: aww F*ck me...
*gets raped by roughes hiding with bows and swords and has only a dagger*
Me: *runs home Half-naked because of all the swords*
*Gets dressed and gets some potions*
Me: ......time to get my welding on!
*Makes daedric swords and armor*
Me: i would like to see you try to f*ck with this!
Soon after a dragon comes, burns his home.. and well.... barly gets away with just a fricken dagger!
Me: im screwed
Paragraph:
Born in whiterun, LIVED in whiterun, explores the rest of skyrim.. most of the time running for his life, every town he goes to he tries to make over powered stuff but he always losses it because a dragon tries to eat him in his sleep so he cant get it on before it would eat him... makes homes out of rooms in mines that he found that a true adventurer cleared, and wishes to get more training so one day, hes gonna be the badass making the DRAGONS **** themselfs.
Just make your bio a bit longer, and, make your rp less.. scattery.
Whitelist App
OOC (Out of character)
IGN - lcpse99
Age - 14
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - Yes
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - No but I will
What is the fifth Server Law? -No sharing account information.
Why do you want to join our server? - Because I love Skyrim and Minecraft.
IC (In character)
Name - Sally Cobblestone
Race - Nord
Age - 22
Gender - Female
RP example - Innkeeper
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Sally has worked in a inn since she was 17. When her father was killed by bandits on the road. She took over his inn, as innkeeper. Sally's inn was a little wooden structure that was old and been in her town for many years. For bandits this was the perfect thing to destroy. One night while Sally was sleeping, she smelled smoke. She got up and went out of her room to see her inn burning. She escaped just in time before the door was sealed by flaming wood. Sally was upset. But she didn't give up she said goodbye to her mother, and went searching for another town to work in a inn. She stumbled upon a city later in which called Markarth. She went to their inn and the man said she could stoke the fires in the fireplace and serve and clean the rooms. She accepted this but she didn't last long. In a week or two her back got very soar of their stone beds. And she was tired of people whispering about her while she was stoke the fire. She quit her job but with some of the money she earned bough a few loaves of bread. And went on with her journey. She traveled for three days when she found Whiterun. She found the Bannered Mare and went in.
She just sat down while eating a apple. And then the innkeeper thought for a moment. She asked Sally if she was traveling and where. Sally told her everything about the traveling, her burned down inn, and Markarth's inn. The innkeeper knew she had found what she was looking for. And she hired Sally to help out with the inn. Sally worked there for two years, than knew it was about time that she went on the road again. Sally couldn't stay at the Bannered Mare it was a great place for her. But it just didn't feel right about that place and Whiterun. So she explained to the innkeeper and the innkeeper said "I can understand that dear but don't worry another one of you will come by again to take your place." She was relieved that the innkeeper wouldn't be upset. So now Sally is traveling looking for a inn to work in as innkeeper or a shop.
Pretty good bio, just make the Rp example a conversation and you're golden.
OOC
IGN - bigmonkey22
Age - 17
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - um about 8 hours, I work alot
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - I do not, I mean I could if you desperately needed me to, but I find it an incovience to use
What is the fifth Server Law? - Dont share your account information
Why do you want to join our server? - Well im a mod on a server that has very light rpg, looking for something new and diffrent more emersion. I also enjoied Skyrim the game making this server stand out to me.
IC
Name - Esora
Race - Wood Elf
Age - 17
Gender - male
RP example -
Citizen - "Would you like to buy some fish"
Esora - *ignors, walks to the table then proceeds to take a fish*
Citizen - "Hey! What are you doing? Guards! Guards!"
Esora - *unsheths bow, shoots the guard, then turns to the vendor* "do you want the fish back?"
Esora *walks out of market circle, turns around. . . un sheeths bow lines up his arrow*
Citizen "arggg" *grasps throat*
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] -
I am a Wood elf born in a small village, My mother was a feeble inns made, . . . but my father was the greatest thief in the land. My father would leave my mother and me to travel the world leaving us alone in our shack of a house. This house was all that me and my mother could afford, plus we did not want unwanted attention because no one was there to protect us. . . I was raised by a humble mother who taught me to do without, take care of myself, and most importantly survive. As a kid I would sneak out and walk the river and look to the stars and wonder where my father was. Sometimes I ,myself, would be to busy dreaming i would get lost. Getting lost started to become the norm when i hit 14. At 14 I packed up some of my things: a dagger, bow, arrows, a potion, and some leather armor. I headed into the woods and walked for an entire day planning to get lost, but this day was different. The air was crisper, the water tasted magical, and even my sight was more vivid, and on this day I found my father laying on the ground. . . dead. . . His cloths were burnt to a crisp and his body looted. . . I vowed from this day on I would continue his legacy. I took off a bit of his cloths and shoved it in my pocket, then i started to dig a shallow grave to honor my father.
I am now 17 and i still live in my small village, but i am planning an escape from this mundane life. I have stored an enchanted bow, along with many other necessities and i Leave at dusk tonight. I have no idea what my future holds or the dangers i am about to ensue, but i don't care i need to escape. I have no reason to stay here anymore, my mother has been remarried to a blacksmith, and lives in a mid sized house. She doesn't need me anymore. This is where my adventure begins. . .
OOC IGN -Nicosebi Age -13 Time you can dedicate to server weekly -24 hours if I really get into the ROleplaying of this server. Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? -I do not have teamspeak. If it is neaded for me to communicate to the server or admins I will gladly get it. What is the fifth server Law? -The fifth server law (even though they aren't numbered) is nno sharring account information. Why do you want to join our server? - I desire to join this server because I love Skyrim and Minecraft as much as the other and was always looking for a minecraft server which Role plays Skyrim to mash them both together.
IC Name -Nicklam Urang Race -khajiit Age -22 Gender -Male RP example -
Me: Help I need all the invisibillity potions you have, the guards are after me!
Shop Keeper: Well, I don't think you should run you have committed a crime against Skyrim and it's people.
Me: I'll pay a high price and a lot of extra gold for you to keep your mouth shut.
SHop Keeper: I'm Afraid you can't do that sir, you committed the crime, you must pay the time.
me: Give the potions of I'll take them by force!
Shop Keeper: Ok! Ok! Here you go, just leave me alone I have a family to feed.
Me: GOod. Now speak a word of me ever in this city and I will hunt you down.
-Moments Later-
Solitude Guard Walks in...
Guard: Have you seen a Khajiit that is Grey with black straps and green eyes?
SHop Keeper: *Makes nervous gulp and says* No sorry.
Guard: We have reports people saw him in here.
SHop Keeper: No. No khajiit here.
Guard: Too bad there was a 1000 coin reward because of his crimes towards Skyrim and her people.
Shop Keeper: No. Sorry. I haven't seen any Khajiit.
Guard: I'm done fouling around! We know he is here now if you don't tell us we will be forced to put you in jail with him! Now lets try again where is he!
SHop Keeper: Okay, okay. He has ran his way to Morrowind.
Guard: DArns, there is not much we can do there. But we will try and catch him before. He has committed horrile crimes. Such as attemp to kill the high king. We fear he is part of a guild like the Dark Brotherhood. if so we must find him.
-After Guard Leaves-
Me: Thank you.
Shop Keeper: JUst get out! You've done enough!
Me: Fine, just take this gold for your help.
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Nicklam was a small child when a group of bandits attacked his hometown city. They came to burn down the khajiit caravans and all they could find of that they loved. Almost all the khajiit were killed including Nicklam's parents. sister, and 2 brothers. He was all alone at the age of 1 (when the city was attacked) and had nowhere to live. He had no money, no familly, no food to eat, no weapons to defend, and no where to hide. From this experience as a baby Nicklam was forced into stealing items from caravans, shops, travellers, and anybody who he could see, as that was the only way he could survive as a young Khajiit in skyrim. Most cities yelled at him to leave the shops and stay out of their cities. Vengense rose in Nicklam at the age of 12 and wanted revenge for what the bandits did to his family.
He was alone for many year and had nothing like I said. Once a familly took him in, they made him do terrible things, like rob money from shops because of his khajiit feet which silenced his every movement. He was cough several times and his parent left the city one day as the guards were talking to him and left him after taking all the gold he earned and stole.
One day while hunting, a companions member decided to take him in while seeing him starving to death. He took the oath to the companions and trained every day to help them in battle. Once he became stronger after 10 years of training he decided to go get revenge on all the bandits. So he went to cross the border looking for them, but suddebly guards tied him up in a wagon and brought him to the chopping block along with Derptor and an other person. Nicklam, with his Khajiit claws which were not bound by any material, broke the rope holding his arms and carefuly with his training, assassinated the soldier driving and let the other prisoners go free.
OOC (Out of character)
IGN - Jlampiasi
Age - 15
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - Probably around 10-12 hours. More or less depending.
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - Indeed I do.
What is the fifth Server Law? - No sharing of account information.
Why do you want to join our server? - I love Skyrim and I love Minecraft. I have some RP experience and it's grown on me. I'd like to become a part of this nice community.
IC (In character)
Name - Silas Ward
Race - Breton
Age - 22
Gender - Male
RP example -
*Silas ducks as an arrow shoots overhead*
Bandit: "You picked the wrong time to leave High Rock, Breton!"
*Bandit shoots another arrow at Silas*
Silas: "Oh, and why is that?"
*Silas catches the arrow mid-flight and snaps it in half*
Bandit: "Wha-"
*Bandit is cut off by the knife suddenly poking through his armor*
Silas: "Seems like you picked the wrong time to harass strangers, you useless horker."
*Silas heaves the body onto his shoulder and tosses it into a nearby river*
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] -
Silas Ward was born to a family of Wood Elves in the forests of Skyrim. The elves had been taking care of his pregnant mother for the past few months after they discovered her wandering through the wilderness alone. His mother died while giving birth to him, but the elves made sure to raise him well. He learned a lot about survival, stealth, and combat from his adoptive family. Soon, Silas left home to make a living out in the world of Skyrim.
Silas soon found himself doing errand-work for an aging mage in a cottage by the Sea of Ghosts. He often heard the mage ramble on about various secrets of magicka when he thought Silas wasn't around. Through a great deal of experimentation and rummaging through the mage's books, Silas discovered his natural aptitude for magicka. Silas honed his skills at the mage's cottage, and departed when he felt his training there was done.
Silas now finds himself wandering the wilderness of Skyrim. He survives well in nature, but does enjoy spending some time in cities and holds. He thrives at combat and magicka, and sees his next step being mastering various crafts and subjects, hoping to eventually be able to explore and maybe even settle new lands and destinations.
OOC (Out of character)
IGN - Jlampiasi
Age - 15
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - Probably around 10-12 hours. More or less depending.
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - Indeed I do.
What is the fifth Server Law? - No sharing of account information.
Why do you want to join our server? - I love Skyrim and I love Minecraft. I have some RP experience and it's grown on me. I'd like to become a part of this nice community.
IC (In character)
Name - Silas Ward
Race - Breton
Age - 22
Gender - Male
RP example -
*Silas ducks as an arrow shoots overhead*
Bandit: "You picked the wrong time to leave High Rock, Breton!"
*Bandit shoots another arrow at Silas*
Silas: "Oh, and why is that?"
*Silas catches the arrow mid-flight and snaps it in half*
Bandit: "Wha-"
*Bandit is cut off by the knife suddenly poking through his armor*
Silas: "Seems like you picked the wrong time to harass strangers, you useless horker."
*Silas heaves the body onto his shoulder and tosses it into a nearby river*
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] -
Silas Ward was born to a family of Wood Elves in the forests of Skyrim. The elves had been taking care of his pregnant mother for the past few months after they discovered her wandering through the wilderness alone. His mother died while giving birth to him, but the elves made sure to raise him well. He learned a lot about survival, stealth, and combat from his adoptive family. Soon, Silas left home to make a living out in the world of Skyrim.
Silas soon found himself doing errand-work for an aging mage in a cottage by the Sea of Ghosts. He often heard the mage ramble on about various secrets of magicka when he thought Silas wasn't around. Through a great deal of experimentation and rummaging through the mage's books, Silas discovered his natural aptitude for magicka. Silas honed his skills at the mage's cottage, and departed when he felt his training there was done.
Silas now finds himself wandering the wilderness of Skyrim. He survives well in nature, but does enjoy spending some time in cities and holds. He thrives at combat and magicka, and sees his next step being mastering various crafts and subjects, hoping to eventually be able to explore and maybe even settle new lands and destinations.
You guys wanted a RP? here you go!
It was a chill night when i spotted a giant slumbering in the bracken, i pull out my bow from its leather case and fire at it. The giant wakes up and hits his club to the ground. The ground shook and shook till i had to get farther away. I got farther away from the beast and grab my sword for a sneak attack. i jump out of my hiding place and stab the giant in the neck, it falls to the ground lifeless.
You guys wanted a RP? here you go!
It was a chill night when i spotted a giant slumbering in the bracken, i pull out my bow from its leather case and fire at it. The giant wakes up and hits his club to the ground. The ground shook and shook till i had to get farther away. I got farther away from the beast and grab my sword for a sneak attack. i jump out of my hiding place and stab the giant in the neck, it falls to the ground lifeless.
well hey, that's cool. put it into a proper app and i'll check it again.
OOC:
IGN - _SoLo
age - 13
time - about 1-2 hours a day
do you have speak time? - no i no not and my mic broke last week
what is fifth server law? - no sharing account infomation
why do you want to join? - i like minecraft and skyrim, so i wanna see what they can do together
IC:
name - jorg buttin
race - nord
age - 17
gender - male
RP example - I'm sitting outside windhelm, and looking at the sky, a dragon comes down and tries to kill me. i take out a battle axe as was crazy minded, i swing across the dragons face and jump back, back flips and front flips around, the dragon died and i took its soul and scales to make armor when i have anough.
Biography: Worked at smith's shop, had lots of warriors come by to tell him storys and to get his dad to make weapons. for a price of course. I travel around Skyrim and see wonderful things, I walk along with the dark brotherhood some times.. or im with the king protecting nothing but the wind. Imperials just hate when they hear my name, i am someone who is on the dark brotherhood's list, but they don't kill me, they give a simple nod and cross it off as a kill. I was a inn keeper for 2 years and people are shocked from my age! I can take out 7 imperials without a scratch and im only 17. Most people call me a Dragon Killer.. I befriended some dragons.. and i befriended most redguards. But i still want to be a legend in one of those old books of storys....
OOC
IGN - Jeedai
Age - 15
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - depends on schoolwork (most likely on the weekends)
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - if i can get it to work!
What is the fifth Server Law? - No sharing of account information.
Why do you want to join our server? - looks cool, and i like the Elder Scrolls series
IC
Name-Shwa Tiberious
Race- well my mother was a half breton/redguard, and my father was an Imperial
Age-29
Gender-male
RP Example: "get off my farm milk-drinker" I say angrily to the blumbering wood-elf stumbling on my crops
"oh sorry, i was looking for directions to the town of Dawnstar. I need to deliver a message to the Imperial trading post there" A fellow Imperial! " sorry for my rudeness, it comes with the solitariness of this place. would you like a bottle of mead?" The elf looks a little disgusted. I realize that his allegiance is not to the empire. " why... sure! hehe, love myself some nord mead"
"actually it's imported from Valenwood"
"why proposterous! We don't ship to you people"
immediatly he realizes his cover is blown.
bloody Thalmor, trying to eradicate all of the mages not allied with them.
before he has a chance to react I swing the crude stone hoe in my hand. He falls to the muddy ground. Pity, he looks young probably 18 years at most. it's a shame i have to kill him.
Other facts: Shwa was involved in the first nordic-imperial war. and served the Imperial legion as a battle-mage. He was selected to investigate a dwenmer ruin in the middle of the war. There he and his team discovered a still-functioning oblivion gate. Suprised they ventured in. little that did they know that the horrors within the gate would cause most of the men/women to become deranged and cynical, causing themselves to commit suicide. Shwa was tormented by his dremora captors. They granted him a long life, but with forever torment in the plane of Oblivion. The torture almost led him to becoming insane. The ruin was investigated again a 100 years after by some intrepid explorers looking to pillage the ruin for precious dwenmer artifacts. Thier pillaging disrupted the gate, so some dremora left the torture chambers to dispose of the thieves. This chance allowed Shwa to barely escape.
The torture he has suffered makes him harsh and prefer to himself, yet he will stand by a noble cause or good friend if needed
currently he owns a small farm, and occasionally provides a room for travelers.
*note: it is unknown what plane of oblivion Shwa and his team were transported to.
Time you can dedicate to server weekly- I don't really no yet, to take an estimate maybe around 5 hours a week or more
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? -I don't have teamspeak nor a mic for my pc
What is the fifth Server Law? - No account information sharing
Why do you want to join our server? - Ive never played a serer like this before and I'm kinda curious what it will be like. I hope its an awesome experience. Hopefully this will fix my curiosity for Skyrim and minecraft combined.
IC (In character)
Name - Tomoya Kaskashi
Race- Nord
Age- 23
Gender- Male
RP example-
Villager- Hey!!! Samurai we need you help!!
Tomoya- What is it villager?
Villager- There are raiders out side of the guard towers, but the guard aren't to be found.
Could you please help?
Tomoya- Whats the pay?
Villager- Well discuss later come.
Tomoya- Follows the villager leading him to the raiders
He leaps pull out hit katana and strikes with no questions asked killing all four of the raiders.
The villagers thank him and he goes out into the woods
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Tomoya was once part of a wealthy family had a lot of friends and a beautiful fiance. But that all changed when the town was destroyed by a siege of undead he was one of many survivors. But unfortunately none of his loved ones survived. He showed his respects to his loved ones and left. Many thoughts came in his mind but only one stood out "Dad Mom i am so sorry for not respecting you and show you the respect you both deserved, i am so sorry." tears flooded but he controlled it and whispered i shall make all of you proud. He took his dads katana and his families tachi. He trained for days on a mountain side in peace for 2 years. He then became a man for hire doing any job other than stealing and killing families for no purpose as it reminded him of his family. When he is in the local taverns he admires hit katana and his tachi greatly letting no one touch it. He may now know what love may be but he now understands what happiness is. He now wanders the road looking for raiders and bandits to kill. He has two objectives to Obtain the best swordsman skill in Tamriel, and to make make his family well known in Tamriel.
Whitelist App OOC (Out of character) IGN -AndrewZ1 Age -15 Time you can dedicate to server weekly -about 5 hr Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? -no ill see if i can What is the fifth Server Law? -No giving out acount info Why do you want to join our server? -For a long time i have been looking for a good prg server i have come across many but none quite fit im seein if this one does and i have a good feeling.
IC (In character) Name -Pengaro Cingot Race -Wood Elf Age -22 Gender -Male RP example -Me: Hey. Shop Keeper: Hey Me: What can i get for a deer and two hares? Shop Keeper: Ill give you 50 gold Me: OK ill take ill take it Shopkeeper: Ok good bye. Biography [About a paragraph or 2] -My life started in a small cabin in the eastern mountains of Skyrim.My Mother farmed land while my father hunted. Both every month took they're products to Windhelm to sell for a small price each fall. One day when i was nine out learning how to shoot a bow a group of bandits came and killed my mother and farmer and kicked me out into the snow. I somehow ended up getting to the bottom of the mountain. I was to week and just lay on the road waiting to die. But miraculously someone came and picked me and put me on they're horse that person lived in Whiterun i think . That would explain why they dropped me off. When i got there i managed to find work on a farm thats where i learned farming. When i was 16 i found and old wrecked cabin while out hunting. That later became my home when i was 18 i left the farm and settled in the cabin hunting and doing a bit of farming.Thats how i earned a bit of money and fed myself. And thats how i ended up here.
Whitelist App OOC (Out of character) IGN -AndrewZ1 Age -15 Time you can dedicate to server weekly -about 5 hr Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? -no ill see if i can What is the fifth Server Law? -No giving out acount info Why do you want to join our server? -For a long time i have been looking for a good prg server i have come across many but none quite fit im seein if this one does and i have a good feeling.
IC (In character) Name -Pengaro Cingot Race -Wood Elf Age -22 Gender -Male RP example -Me: Hey. Shop Keeper: Hey Me: What can i get for a deer and two hares? Shop Keeper: Ill give you 50 gold Me: OK ill take ill take it Shopkeeper: Ok good bye. Biography [About a paragraph or 2] -My life started in a small cabin in the eastern mountains of Skyrim.My Mother farmed land while my father hunted. Both every month took they're products to Windhelm to sell for a small price each fall. One day when i was nine out learning how to shoot a bow a group of bandits came and killed my mother and farmer and kicked me out into the snow. I somehow ended up getting to the bottom of the mountain. I was to week and just lay on the road waiting to die. But miraculously someone came and picked me and put me on they're horse that person lived in Whiterun i think . That would explain why they dropped me off. When i got there i managed to find work on a farm thats where i learned farming. When i was 16 i found and old wrecked cabin while out hunting. That later became my home when i was 18 i left the farm and settled in the cabin hunting and doing a bit of farming.Thats how i earned a bit of money and fed myself. And thats how i ended up here.
Builder App
Name:Kevin Lemons
Age:14
Photos of any creations you have made (MAXIMUM OF 5, links are acceptable):
Are you trained with using World Edit/Voxel Sniper?: Yes, I use world edit alot.
Whitelist App
OOC (Out of character)
IGN -kevinl1
Age -14
Time you can dedicate to server weekly -all week from 4:00-12:00
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? -No,but ill get it
What is the fifth Server Law? -No sharing acount information
Why do you want to join our server? - The page for the applications look pretty legit and i've beat skyrim's main quest.
IC (In character)
Name -Kyne The Black Smith
Race -Nord
Age -28
Gender -Male
RP example -(I looked at QiTony's since he got accepted)
Guard-" Open up , Im a Whitedrun Guard"
Citizen-"I dont want any thing to do with you guys"
Guard-" quit your lollygaging open up right now"
*Citizen opens the door just a crack and peeks his eye out*
*Guard forcfully pushes the door open all the way*
*Citizen Trembles from the force from the door*
*Guard sees a Half complete Black sacrament*
Citizen-"..."
Biography-
When Kayne was a young boy he lived in a forest.Almost every day he sat along with his father and watched him Make lock picks,swords, and war hammers. There family was known for its smithing and forging. Since the last appearance of the Drangon Born their family has passed down the art for centries. One cold night of April when Kayne was the age of 14 his Father was killed in a crusade in effort to save his only son, Kayne. A few years later, Kayne moves from the forest to find work.As Kayne walks along a long path and finally finds a city....
IGN -Kage_cookeh
Age -16
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - well i can spend from 1-13 hours a day. so 13x7= 90 hours i can spend (;
Do you have teamspeak? Not at the moment no, but i can get it easy.!
What is the fifth Server Law? - Thats easy. No sharing of account info (:
Why do you want to join our server? - Well. Im an elder scrolls and minecraft addict. I have at least 500 hours on skyrim and too much to count on minecraft. So both of them put together?? Also i am kinda suckish at RP sooo <3 xD
IC
Name - Funera Lamina
Race - Dark Elf
Age - 22
Gender - Male
RP example - *The mysterious stranger in dark black robes with a deadric bow and arrows on his back, walked into the inn.*
*He sat down on the inn's rickety stool in front of the bar*
Inn Barmaid: What can i getcha stranga?
Stranger: Get me the strongest drink you have in this pitiful inn.
Inn barmaid: Eh, alright. You aren't from around here are you stranger?
*The stranger ignored the barmaids attempt for conversation.*
*The barmaid slammed his drink on the counter. It looked like a combination of soulshards and deerhide with a very powerful alchemist made potion.*
Stranger: Ah, your skills procede you.
Inn Barmaid: Wait, What does that mean?
*The stranger raises his voice*
Stranger: OH COME ON! Don't act stupid with me!
*The stranger stands up faster than lightning!*
*A local guardsmen overhears the commotion and confronts the stranger*
Guard: Is there a problem here ma'am?
Inn Barmaid: Yes sir, this man needs to be shown the way out.
Guard: Your coming with me . Now GO!
*They don't know whats about to happen*
Stranger: Goodbye.
*The stranger jumped into the air onto the bar and drew his bow!*
Guard: Woah! Woah! Wooaah!
*The stranger bashed the bow into the guards face. Blood splashing on the wall of the inn.*
Guard: Arrgh!
Stranger: You cant escape the dark brotherhood!
Inn Barmaid: WHAT? IT WAS SO LONG AGO! PLEASE NOOOOO!
*The Stranger jumps down from the bar desk. He shoves a single enchanted arrow straight through the barmaids heart*
Inn Barmaid: May i at least know the name of my death dealer?
Stranger: Funera lamina. Rest in peace.
*Funera Jabs the Arrow deeper into her heart. Creating a dark poodle of blood . Engulfing The floor like a tsunami to an island*
Guard: HELP! SOMEONES BEEN MURDERED!
*Funera jumps up*
Funera: Damn you to oblivion!
*Funera Crouches and uses his knowledge of sneak to disappear for several seconds. More then enough for him to sneak out the back door and mount Shadowmere his trusted horse.*
Funera: Chaa! Off Shadowmere!
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Funera was born in Morrowind in a very small village of assassins and theives. This village has been hunting for tamriel's Best assassin/theif. Hoping to train a child to the best, but so far failed. Untill Funera lamina was born! He showed exceptional skills in both assassin and theif abilitys and skills. He caught the eye of the entire village as the ultimate weapon. So he was trainned one hundred times harder. Untill his 21st birthday when they thought he was ready to be tested. So on a moonlit night, while his family sleeps in their small 3 room house. Assassins were sent to kill and torch the house. His Father and mother were murdered in cold blood of the village. Unforunatly for the village Funera was able to hear them enter the house. He felt joy as he slayed the 10 assassins who were sent to kill him and his family, But he didn't feel as though it was enough. In only 1 hour he slayed an entire village of Tamriels most highly trainned and skilled assassins. Without anyone knowing what happened. Guardsmen were just passing along when ever they found the torched and slaughtered village. The news traveled quickly through morrowind. Some how Funera had forgotten to kill his little brother. So his little brother informed the guards that it was him who slaughtered his entire village. Funera later found himself with a bouty of one hundred thousand gold on his head. So he fled from the military. He doesn't like cold but he fled from morrowind into skyrim. Hoping to see if all the old stories of skyrim were true!
This was edited BTW ...
Name: Iceshot1000 (Matt)
Age: 13
Photos of any creations you have made (MAXIMUM OF 5, links are acceptable): http://imgur.com/KJMMs
Are you trained with using World Edit/Voxel Sniper?: (Yes or no. If yes, tell which or if you know both.) I never used it. I know basic things, though, like wooden tools are wands
Ya, rly.
Age - 14
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - 2 hours
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - no and probably not
What is the fifth Server Law? -
-No sharing of account information.
Why do you want to join our server? - i want to explore your skyrim world and see how well it turned out
OOC
IGN - bigmonkey22
Age - 17
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - um about 8 hours, I work alot
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - I do not, I mean I could if you desperately needed me to, but I find it an incovience to use
What is the fifth Server Law? - Dont share your account information
Why do you want to join our server? - Well im a mod on a server that has very light rpg, looking for something new and diffrent more emersion. I also enjoied Skyrim the game making this server stand out to me.
IC
Name - Esora
Race - Wood Elf
Age - 17
Gender - male
RP example -
Citizen - "Would you like to buy some fish"
Esora - *ignors, walks to the table then proceeds to take a fish*
Citizen - "Hey! What are you doing? Guards! Guards!"
Esora - *unsheths bow, shoots the guard, then turns to the vendor* "do you want the fish back?"
Esora *walks out of market circle, turns around. . . un sheeths bow lines up his arrow*
Citizen "arggg" *grasps throat*
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] -
I am a Wood elf born in a small village, My mother was a feeble inns made, . . . but my father was the greatest thief in the land. My father would leave my mother and me to travel the world leaving us alone in our shack of a house. This house was all that me and my mother could afford, plus we did not want unwanted attention because no one was there to protect us. . . I was raised by a humble mother who taught me to do without, take care of myself, and most importantly survive. As a kid I would sneak out and walk the river and look to the stars and wonder where my father was. Sometimes I ,myself, would be to busy dreaming i would get lost. Getting lost started to become the norm when i hit 14. At 14 I packed up some of my things: a dagger, bow, arrows, a potion, and some leather armor. I headed into the woods and walked for an entire day planning to get lost, but this day was different. The air was crisper, the water tasted magical, and even my sight was more vivid, and on this day I found my father laying on the ground. . . dead. . . His cloths were burnt to a crisp and his body looted. . . I vowed from this day on I would continue his legacy. I took off a bit of his cloths and shoved it in my pocket, then i started to dig a shallow grave to honor my father.
I am now 17 and i still live in my small village, but i am planning an escape from this mundane life. I have stored an enchanted bow, along with many other necessities and i Leave at dusk tonight. I have no idea what my future holds or the dangers i am about to ensue, but i don't care i need to escape. I have no reason to stay here anymore, my mother has been remarried to a blacksmith, and lives in a mid sized house. She doesn't need me anymore. This is where my adventure begins. . .
name- Gary Swith
race - nord
age - 19
gender - male
time - about 1 to 2 hours maybe more
OOC
IGN - captpounce
age - 14
gender - male
do you have ts? - no i do not, i do not have a mic so no
what is the 5th law? - no sharing account info
why do you want to join? - i quiet like skyrim and i wanna see what it would be like in minecraft and i can barly play skyrim because i have to go to my cousin's house because i dont have it, he does.
RP est.
It was a chill night when i spotted a giant slumbering in the bracken, i pull out my bow from its leather case and fire at it. The giant wakes up and hits his club to the ground. The ground shook and shook till i had to get farther away. I got farther away from the beast and grab my sword for a sneak attack. i jump out of my hiding place and stab the giant in the neck, it falls to the ground lifeless.
Paragraph:
Born in whiterun, LIVED in whiterun, explores the rest of skyrim.. most of the time running for his life, every town he goes to he tries to make over powered stuff but he always loses it because a dragon tries to eat him in his sleep so he cant get it on before it would eat him... makes homes out of rooms in mines that he found that a true adventurer cleared, and wishes to get more training so one day, hes gonna be the badass making the DRAGONS **** themselfs. Worked as a Smith sence the age of 13, learned how to make the best things out of the rarest items, works on machine in the dwarf mines, often goes to shops all around and sells the items at places they can not find them. Soon opens a shop at the age of 18 and can make, enchant, and sell items to you.
Just make your bio a bit longer, and, make your rp less.. scattery.
Pretty good bio, just make the Rp example a conversation and you're golden.
Accepted
Accepted
IGN - Jlampiasi
Age - 15
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - Probably around 10-12 hours. More or less depending.
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - Indeed I do.
What is the fifth Server Law? - No sharing of account information.
Why do you want to join our server? - I love Skyrim and I love Minecraft. I have some RP experience and it's grown on me. I'd like to become a part of this nice community.
IC (In character)
Name - Silas Ward
Race - Breton
Age - 22
Gender - Male
RP example -
*Silas ducks as an arrow shoots overhead*
Bandit: "You picked the wrong time to leave High Rock, Breton!"
*Bandit shoots another arrow at Silas*
Silas: "Oh, and why is that?"
*Silas catches the arrow mid-flight and snaps it in half*
Bandit: "Wha-"
*Bandit is cut off by the knife suddenly poking through his armor*
Silas: "Seems like you picked the wrong time to harass strangers, you useless horker."
*Silas heaves the body onto his shoulder and tosses it into a nearby river*
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] -
Silas Ward was born to a family of Wood Elves in the forests of Skyrim. The elves had been taking care of his pregnant mother for the past few months after they discovered her wandering through the wilderness alone. His mother died while giving birth to him, but the elves made sure to raise him well. He learned a lot about survival, stealth, and combat from his adoptive family. Soon, Silas left home to make a living out in the world of Skyrim.
Silas soon found himself doing errand-work for an aging mage in a cottage by the Sea of Ghosts. He often heard the mage ramble on about various secrets of magicka when he thought Silas wasn't around. Through a great deal of experimentation and rummaging through the mage's books, Silas discovered his natural aptitude for magicka. Silas honed his skills at the mage's cottage, and departed when he felt his training there was done.
Silas now finds himself wandering the wilderness of Skyrim. He survives well in nature, but does enjoy spending some time in cities and holds. He thrives at combat and magicka, and sees his next step being mastering various crafts and subjects, hoping to eventually be able to explore and maybe even settle new lands and destinations.
Accepted.
It was a chill night when i spotted a giant slumbering in the bracken, i pull out my bow from its leather case and fire at it. The giant wakes up and hits his club to the ground. The ground shook and shook till i had to get farther away. I got farther away from the beast and grab my sword for a sneak attack. i jump out of my hiding place and stab the giant in the neck, it falls to the ground lifeless.
well hey, that's cool. put it into a proper app and i'll check it again.
IGN - _SoLo
age - 13
time - about 1-2 hours a day
do you have speak time? - no i no not and my mic broke last week
what is fifth server law? - no sharing account infomation
why do you want to join? - i like minecraft and skyrim, so i wanna see what they can do together
IC:
name - jorg buttin
race - nord
age - 17
gender - male
RP example - I'm sitting outside windhelm, and looking at the sky, a dragon comes down and tries to kill me. i take out a battle axe as was crazy minded, i swing across the dragons face and jump back, back flips and front flips around, the dragon died and i took its soul and scales to make armor when i have anough.
Biography: Worked at smith's shop, had lots of warriors come by to tell him storys and to get his dad to make weapons. for a price of course. I travel around Skyrim and see wonderful things, I walk along with the dark brotherhood some times.. or im with the king protecting nothing but the wind. Imperials just hate when they hear my name, i am someone who is on the dark brotherhood's list, but they don't kill me, they give a simple nod and cross it off as a kill. I was a inn keeper for 2 years and people are shocked from my age! I can take out 7 imperials without a scratch and im only 17. Most people call me a Dragon Killer.. I befriended some dragons.. and i befriended most redguards. But i still want to be a legend in one of those old books of storys....
IGN - Jeedai
Age - 15
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - depends on schoolwork (most likely on the weekends)
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - if i can get it to work!
What is the fifth Server Law? - No sharing of account information.
Why do you want to join our server? - looks cool, and i like the Elder Scrolls series
IC
Name-Shwa Tiberious
Race- well my mother was a half breton/redguard, and my father was an Imperial
Age-29
Gender-male
RP Example:
"get off my farm milk-drinker" I say angrily to the blumbering wood-elf stumbling on my crops
"oh sorry, i was looking for directions to the town of Dawnstar. I need to deliver a message to the Imperial trading post there"
A fellow Imperial! " sorry for my rudeness, it comes with the solitariness of this place. would you like a bottle of mead?" The elf looks a little disgusted. I realize that his allegiance is not to the empire. " why... sure! hehe, love myself some nord mead"
"actually it's imported from Valenwood"
"why proposterous! We don't ship to you people"
immediatly he realizes his cover is blown.
bloody Thalmor, trying to eradicate all of the mages not allied with them.
before he has a chance to react I swing the crude stone hoe in my hand. He falls to the muddy ground. Pity, he looks young probably 18 years at most. it's a shame i have to kill him.
Other facts:
Shwa was involved in the first nordic-imperial war. and served the Imperial legion as a battle-mage. He was selected to investigate a dwenmer ruin in the middle of the war. There he and his team discovered a still-functioning oblivion gate. Suprised they ventured in. little that did they know that the horrors within the gate would cause most of the men/women to become deranged and cynical, causing themselves to commit suicide. Shwa was tormented by his dremora captors. They granted him a long life, but with forever torment in the plane of Oblivion. The torture almost led him to becoming insane. The ruin was investigated again a 100 years after by some intrepid explorers looking to pillage the ruin for precious dwenmer artifacts. Thier pillaging disrupted the gate, so some dremora left the torture chambers to dispose of the thieves. This chance allowed Shwa to barely escape.
The torture he has suffered makes him harsh and prefer to himself, yet he will stand by a noble cause or good friend if needed
currently he owns a small farm, and occasionally provides a room for travelers.
*note: it is unknown what plane of oblivion Shwa and his team were transported to.
OOC (out of Character)
IGN- OrangeChickenx
Age- 13 (almost 14)
Time you can dedicate to server weekly- I don't really no yet, to take an estimate maybe around 5 hours a week or more
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? -I don't have teamspeak nor a mic for my pc
What is the fifth Server Law? - No account information sharing
Why do you want to join our server? - Ive never played a serer like this before and I'm kinda curious what it will be like. I hope its an awesome experience. Hopefully this will fix my curiosity for Skyrim and minecraft combined.
IC (In character)
Name - Tomoya Kaskashi
Race- Nord
Age- 23
Gender- Male
RP example-
Villager- Hey!!! Samurai we need you help!!
Tomoya- What is it villager?
Villager- There are raiders out side of the guard towers, but the guard aren't to be found.
Could you please help?
Tomoya- Whats the pay?
Villager- Well discuss later come.
Tomoya- Follows the villager leading him to the raiders
He leaps pull out hit katana and strikes with no questions asked killing all four of the raiders.
The villagers thank him and he goes out into the woods
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Tomoya was once part of a wealthy family had a lot of friends and a beautiful fiance. But that all changed when the town was destroyed by a siege of undead he was one of many survivors. But unfortunately none of his loved ones survived. He showed his respects to his loved ones and left. Many thoughts came in his mind but only one stood out "Dad Mom i am so sorry for not respecting you and show you the respect you both deserved, i am so sorry." tears flooded but he controlled it and whispered i shall make all of you proud. He took his dads katana and his families tachi. He trained for days on a mountain side in peace for 2 years. He then became a man for hire doing any job other than stealing and killing families for no purpose as it reminded him of his family. When he is in the local taverns he admires hit katana and his tachi greatly letting no one touch it. He may now know what love may be but he now understands what happiness is. He now wanders the road looking for raiders and bandits to kill. He has two objectives to Obtain the best swordsman skill in Tamriel, and to make make his family well known in Tamriel.
OOC (Out of character)
IGN -AndrewZ1
Age -15
Time you can dedicate to server weekly -about 5 hr
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? -no ill see if i can
What is the fifth Server Law? -No giving out acount info
Why do you want to join our server? -For a long time i have been looking for a good prg server i have come across many but none quite fit im seein if this one does and i have a good feeling.
IC (In character)
Name -Pengaro Cingot
Race -Wood Elf
Age -22
Gender -Male
RP example -Me: Hey.
Shop Keeper: Hey
Me: What can i get for a deer and two hares?
Shop Keeper: Ill give you 50 gold
Me: OK ill take ill take it
Shopkeeper: Ok good bye.
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] -My life started in a small cabin in the eastern mountains of Skyrim.My Mother farmed land while my father hunted. Both every month took they're products to Windhelm to sell for a small price each fall. One day when i was nine out learning how to shoot a bow a group of bandits came and killed my mother and farmer and kicked me out into the snow. I somehow ended up getting to the bottom of the mountain. I was to week and just lay on the road waiting to die. But miraculously someone came and picked me and put me on they're horse that person lived in Whiterun i think . That would explain why they dropped me off. When i got there i managed to find work on a farm thats where i learned farming. When i was 16 i found and old wrecked cabin while out hunting. That later became my home when i was 18 i left the farm and settled in the cabin hunting and doing a bit of farming.Thats how i earned a bit of money and fed myself. And thats how i ended up here.
accepted
Name:Kevin Lemons
Age:14
Photos of any creations you have made (MAXIMUM OF 5, links are acceptable):
Are you trained with using World Edit/Voxel Sniper?: Yes, I use world edit alot.
Whitelist App
OOC (Out of character)
IGN -kevinl1
Age -14
Time you can dedicate to server weekly -all week from 4:00-12:00
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? -No,but ill get it
What is the fifth Server Law? -No sharing acount information
Why do you want to join our server? - The page for the applications look pretty legit and i've beat skyrim's main quest.
IC (In character)
Name -Kyne The Black Smith
Race -Nord
Age -28
Gender -Male
RP example -(I looked at QiTony's since he got accepted)
Guard-" Open up , Im a Whitedrun Guard"
Citizen-"I dont want any thing to do with you guys"
Guard-" quit your lollygaging open up right now"
*Citizen opens the door just a crack and peeks his eye out*
*Guard forcfully pushes the door open all the way*
*Citizen Trembles from the force from the door*
*Guard sees a Half complete Black sacrament*
Citizen-"..."
Biography-
When Kayne was a young boy he lived in a forest.Almost every day he sat along with his father and watched him Make lock picks,swords, and war hammers. There family was known for its smithing and forging. Since the last appearance of the Drangon Born their family has passed down the art for centries. One cold night of April when Kayne was the age of 14 his Father was killed in a crusade in effort to save his only son, Kayne. A few years later, Kayne moves from the forest to find work.As Kayne walks along a long path and finally finds a city....