IGN: anbuagent12
Age: 17
Previous RP Experience: Fallen Lands. Mistral City RP. Oblivion RP (For the whole 5 days it was up...) Skyrim RP
Previous Minecraft Experience: I have been on since initial Beta Release
Why you wish to join?: I am hopelessly addicted to RP servers.
What can you bring to the server?: I can bring a very expirenced RP'r who has delt with all kinds of players and knows hot to deal with nearly any situation. I can also be a fairly good builder if given instruction. Also I am a girl. A lot of servers open up to me more if I tell them that, can't imagine why #sarcasm
Name: Nira (I have never played league of legends, so i hope this name flys...)
Age: (Well after reading about the Waldergeist, it seems like they are pretty much tree people, so i'm not sure if i should account this into age, like a 20 year old tree is like a child)
Tree Years: 144
Human years: 36
Gender: Female
Race: Waldergeist
Appearance: 5'7" Long, pony tail, brunet hair that goes down to the waist. Pale Green skin color, light purple eyes, 24cm bust, long arms and legs but small hands and feet. Wears light clothing
Personality:
Positive:
Very curious, but not dangerously so. If she wants to learn something, she will try her hardest unless she knows she can't do it. This does not mean she will not face danger though, but would rather try and find a way to avoid violence. Incredibly intelligent, favorite subject being human studies.
Negative:
Mildy Selfish. It may take some convincing to do something that does not benefit her. Also a bit of a loner, finds more fun with a small group than a large party. Also if someone outsmarts her, she gets very flustered and annoyed.
Background Story: She was not born into tragedy like most other heros, instead she was born into books. Her father was the master record keeper of the Waldergeist Society and she inherited her fathers love of knowledge. In the first 20 years of her life, (About 5 in human) She learned about the lands, the races, most interesting to her being humans, and most importantly, the gods. She was only taught about Lodaka as the one true god. But once, at the age of 52 (13 in human) she found out about others, she asked her father why she was never taught them. He said to her, "They are the gods and goddesses worshiped by the other races, we do not worship such idols." She understood that Lodaka was the one true God, but was still very interested in the other deities. So in the middle of the night, he snuck into the royal record chamber using invisibility spells learned through reading so many old spell tomes. She took a book written in the tongue of man called, "The Stories of Gods And Goddesses". She thought it was to risky to read it at home, so she instead went for the chapel. This proved to be a great mistake as the High Priestess found her and arrested her for worshiping other gods in Lodaka's holy grounds. While in jail, she knew that what she did was right and that her home was in the wrong. So using what magic prowess she had obtained through countless years of reading, she escaped jail and headed to the Human Capital city, where she has been working in the library ever since.
Accepted. And did you play on Lordran? And that reminds me that I need to organize a group to build a library.
OOC- IGN: QuotableRaven Age: 17 Previous RP Experience: I've RP’d a little with oni, and I enjoy writing stories. Previous Minecraft Experience: I've been playing Minecraft since early beta. Why you wish to join?: The server looks fun, and Onioatmeal told me to. What can you bring to the server?: I’m creative and enjoy big builds, I take criticism well, and know how to give criticism as well.
--- ICC- Name: Ra’afen Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Waldegeist Appearance: More wild in build than most other Dryad, Ra’afen has brighter colors and more decorations on his body than most of his species. He is sinewy, with ropy muscles, though he’s deceptively strong.
Personality: Vibrant and boisterous, he is usually described as the life of the party or goofy. Adventurous and outgoing, He frequently visits the cities and learning centers of other species. He is especially gifted in the arcane arts.
Background Story: Ra’afen was raised by a human mage, after his family was killed in a forest fire. He was raised in many cities, and traveled far with His mentor.
The only thing I remember before Dangin, is screaming, and fire.
“Isn’t this where you found me?" I asked Dagin
“Yes, it was, Right over there in fact.” Dagin led me to a lake, large with lush green trees around the sides, "It was dried up when I found you, there hadn’t been much rain that year, and the fire likely took care of any puddles that remained. You were in the middle of the lake bed, the only bit of water left.”
We stopped there for the night, it was relatively secluded, and there were few bandits in the area anyway.
I was lounging in a tree, watching some birds, when the assassin came. My first clue that something was wrong was when the birds stopped singing. I only noticed the black shape seconds before it got to Dagin. There wasn't even time to shout before it hit him, with wicked black ceremonial blade.
“Are you going to die slowly, old man?” The shape had a serpentine black voice about it, though I couldn’t tell if that was its normal voice or if it was an artifact of its arcane cloak. “Dagin!” I shouted, and jumped on the attacker from above. I managed to rip an ear off my shadowy attacker before he slashed my side open as I bled out on the grass, the assassin kicked me in the head then, the last thing I saw before I passed out was the attacker kill Dagin before I passed out.
I don’t know when I was found. I woke up days later, In a church. I was found, dehydrated and near death by a human missionary, He nursed Me back to life, and I left as soon as I had repaid my debt to him. I've been wandering from place to place for three years since then, trying to find my mentors killer.
Oh my god.
This seems pretty fantastic!
I'll be finishing up the lore and reading the races then I'll be writing you an application, sir!
(Great job coming up with unique races, I must say )
Previous RP Experience: Fallout Servers: LOTC, CivRP, Battle of Eldaran, Mount & Blade mods, Etc...
Previous MC Experience: Playing since Alpha or so, I'm not very good with brewing or enchanting or any of the new stuff though.
Why I wish to join: I really love the races you've come up and have checked out the server and it seems to have lots of potential and seems great!
What I bring to the server: Besides my 5000 words of suggestion, I can bring an active player who loves to roleplay as much as possible, and another orc
In Character
Name: Grunkhalar
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Race: Dark Orc
Appearance: Tall and more muscular than lots of other Orcs, Keeps his hair very short and always keeps his face clean shaven. Has many battle scars from being in various fights.(Not 100% sure since I haven't done the skin yet)
Personality: Very headstrong and confident. Often seemingly cocky but Grunkhalar is just very sure of his abilities. Not too reasonable but thinks his decisions through. Grunkhalar loves to fight and brawl, so he rarely passes up on a fight. Somewhat suspicious which adds to him being hard to reason with.
Background Epic: If you want to be powerful, you must start weak.
Grunkhalar's trainer told him that when he was 12, that's when he was recognized as a strong and different fighter from the other orcs of his age, the others were all strong, muscular fast and stealthy, while Grunkhalar was ridiculously tough, strong, fast but not too stealthy. Compared to Humans & Golems he was still a shadow, but he was nothing compared to most others, his strength size and speed allowed him to beat most other orcs in physical fights, which lead to him being found, trained and raised by Kraagar.
Kraagar was one of the greatest Dark Orc warriors, helping them obtain riches from the other races through his sheer force and leadership qualities. Of course, the best leadership for an orc was their power, which he had no shortage of ever. He was often considered the first orcish warrior in the land, while every orc is a fighter, assassin, thief, archer or something similar, none of them had been hand to hand warriors like Kraagar. Tales were told of how in battles he had been surrounded by 4 Golems, all armed similar to him and he had slain them, barely taking any wounds himself. Of course, these tales are greatly fiction as his scars are equal to that of 5 other veteran orcs.
Kraagar was sure of himself and often told me stories of his battles and victories, but he hated when they were spun falsely. Even though his name was a legend to all Orcs he hated to be praised falsely and would often fight someone if they told a tale wrongly, no matter if they heard it that way. I obtained many of my traits off of Kraagar, both good and bad. He taught me the saying I live by "The weak turn to strong with work.". He is a perfect example of this, at first nobody would accept him as a warrior in the Orcish armies, so he trained for many years, always pushing himself, always trying to better it. He became Chieftain of the Orcs through a challenge to the current Chieftain. He slaughtered the Chieftain and earned the respect of every Orc in the area. He led the Orcs to many victories and became feared among the other races.
(Now more to Grunkhalar's story)
When he turned 12, Grunkhalar hadn't been trained at all which led to him humilitation often in the training yard. It wasn't until late that year when they got to wrestling, swords and other melee combat head to head fighting techniques that his real talent was revealed. He crushed all the other Orcs that were near his age and he was pitted against. Often he'd injure them by breaking a bone or similar from his powerful strikes. He started to train with the older orcs after 2 weeks of him dominating the yard. His fight average was decent among the olders, winning almost as much as he lost. Kraagar, who wasn't the chieftain anymore but still trained all the young noticed him almost immediately, fighting with a stance similar to that of his own.
Grunkhalar would grip the sword in his right hand and would keep his left arm close to his body for many defensive and offensive moves. His opponents would move in fast, slashing and jabbing as quick as they could, Grunkhalar would parry, block, deflect their blows for about 1 or minutes until they slightly tired and then he would start to go on the offense, not only would he use his sword but also his legs and his arms to distract or hurt them.
Kraagar took him as a young warrior and trained him over the years, constantly being better than the other orcs. While most focused in stealth killing, he focuses on brute strength and how to fight melee. He had a few others he trained with that specialized in the same thing but he was always the best. Kraagar said he could become a great warrior if he kept at the training, as long as his ego didn't get in his way and cause him to make rash decisions and he listened to advice. So, when Grunkhalar turned 18 he was put into the army, even though he wasn't done training. He would go to battles and often got scars from fighters that he didn't know how to fight, he always managed to survive from his pure strength and determination to kill.
He was called bloodthirsy by Kraagar, he said that was a bad trait because it would eventually get him into a fight he cannot win. Grunhalar shrugged this accusation off and kept training, they would train together every free moment they had. Eventually Grunkhalar became known through the area as a fierce warrior and he would get challenged by orcs travelling from different areas to test their mettle. He only ever lost one battle, and his opponent used 3 small swords. At the start of the battle he hurled a sword with intense speed at Grunkhalar's face, which needed to be blocked and was, but by the time Grunkhalar recovered form it the opponent had already closed in on him so he had no time to prepare. After a long and hard fight the orc conquered Grunkhalar, managing to disarm him and submit him.
Grunkhalar's training increased after that, getting much more intense, difficult and tiresome. All the training and fighting left him very strong but also hungry for battle to test his skills. He stopped training with Kraagar when he got sent to a different area by the Chieftain, so Grunkhalar continued his training by himself, having no other swordsman experienced enough to train him. His life since then has been a bloodbath, constantly killing and fighting, Grunkhalar once went to a human town and offered himself as a warrior for the arena fight. Many humans recognized him from battles and so he was pitted first against creatures of great power, after slaying them he was promised great amounts of coins and jewels if he managed to kill the next 2 challengers, both were fighters in the arena previously and were considered powerful with swords. He welcomed the challenge but was caught off guard when both emerged at the same time charging him, he had no time for complaint so he immediately picked up a breastplate from the slave he killed and hurled it at them, charging in as quick and vicious as possible. "The only time you go on the offensive is when you're fighting multiple opponents." he learned from Kraagar, using that and the strategy he learned from the orc who defeated him in his own area he managed to get the upper hand early in the battle. After taking many wounds he managed to kill them both and so earn his coins. The humans grudgingly gave him the coins and sent him on his way out, he returned home a hero, being one of the first Orcs to return successfully from that venture.
Because a lot of people like the show. I happen to like it because of how in tuned it is with the community. Like if fans want something in the show it could quite possibly get put in. Also the animation is really good and is just fun in general.
Previous RP Experience: Fallout Servers: LOTC, CivRP, Battle of Eldaran, Mount & Blade mods, Etc...
Previous MC Experience: Playing since Alpha or so, I'm not very good with brewing or enchanting or any of the new stuff though.
Why I wish to join: I really love the races you've come up and have checked out the server and it seems to have lots of potential and seems great!
What I bring to the server: Besides my 5000 words of suggestion, I can bring an active player who loves to roleplay as much as possible, and another orc
In Character
Name: Grunkhalar
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Race: Dark Orc
Appearance: Tall and more muscular than lots of other Orcs, Keeps his hair very short and always keeps his face clean shaven. Has many battle scars from being in various fights.(Not 100% sure since I haven't done the skin yet)
Personality: Very headstrong and confident. Often seemingly cocky but Grunkhalar is just very sure of his abilities. Not too reasonable but thinks his decisions through. Grunkhalar loves to fight and brawl, so he rarely passes up on a fight. Somewhat suspicious which adds to him being hard to reason with.
Background Epic: If you want to be powerful, you must start weak.
Grunkhalar's trainer told him that when he was 12, that's when he was recognized as a strong and different fighter from the other orcs of his age, the others were all strong, muscular fast and stealthy, while Grunkhalar was ridiculously tough, strong, fast but not too stealthy. Compared to Humans & Golems he was still a shadow, but he was nothing compared to most others, his strength size and speed allowed him to beat most other orcs in physical fights, which lead to him being found, trained and raised by Kraagar.
Kraagar was one of the greatest Dark Orc warriors, helping them obtain riches from the other races through his sheer force and leadership qualities. Of course, the best leadership for an orc was their power, which he had no shortage of ever. He was often considered the first orcish warrior in the land, while every orc is a fighter, assassin, thief, archer or something similar, none of them had been hand to hand warriors like Kraagar. Tales were told of how in battles he had been surrounded by 4 Golems, all armed similar to him and he had slain them, barely taking any wounds himself. Of course, these tales are greatly fiction as his scars are equal to that of 5 other veteran orcs.
Kraagar was sure of himself and often told me stories of his battles and victories, but he hated when they were spun falsely. Even though his name was a legend to all Orcs he hated to be praised falsely and would often fight someone if they told a tale wrongly, no matter if they heard it that way. I obtained many of my traits off of Kraagar, both good and bad. He taught me the saying I live by "The weak turn to strong with work.". He is a perfect example of this, at first nobody would accept him as a warrior in the Orcish armies, so he trained for many years, always pushing himself, always trying to better it. He became Chieftain of the Orcs through a challenge to the current Chieftain. He slaughtered the Chieftain and earned the respect of every Orc in the area. He led the Orcs to many victories and became feared among the other races.
(Now more to Grunkhalar's story)
When he turned 12, Grunkhalar hadn't been trained at all which led to him humilitation often in the training yard. It wasn't until late that year when they got to wrestling, swords and other melee combat head to head fighting techniques that his real talent was revealed. He crushed all the other Orcs that were near his age and he was pitted against. Often he'd injure them by breaking a bone or similar from his powerful strikes. He started to train with the older orcs after 2 weeks of him dominating the yard. His fight average was decent among the olders, winning almost as much as he lost. Kraagar, who wasn't the chieftain anymore but still trained all the young noticed him almost immediately, fighting with a stance similar to that of his own.
Grunkhalar would grip the sword in his right hand and would keep his left arm close to his body for many defensive and offensive moves. His opponents would move in fast, slashing and jabbing as quick as they could, Grunkhalar would parry, block, deflect their blows for about 1 or minutes until they slightly tired and then he would start to go on the offense, not only would he use his sword but also his legs and his arms to distract or hurt them.
Kraagar took him as a young warrior and trained him over the years, constantly being better than the other orcs. While most focused in stealth killing, he focuses on brute strength and how to fight melee. He had a few others he trained with that specialized in the same thing but he was always the best. Kraagar said he could become a great warrior if he kept at the training, as long as his ego didn't get in his way and cause him to make rash decisions and he listened to advice. So, when Grunkhalar turned 18 he was put into the army, even though he wasn't done training. He would go to battles and often got scars from fighters that he didn't know how to fight, he always managed to survive from his pure strength and determination to kill.
He was called bloodthirsy by Kraagar, he said that was a bad trait because it would eventually get him into a fight he cannot win. Grunhalar shrugged this accusation off and kept training, they would train together every free moment they had. Eventually Grunkhalar became known through the area as a fierce warrior and he would get challenged by orcs travelling from different areas to test their mettle. He only ever lost one battle, and his opponent used 3 small swords. At the start of the battle he hurled a sword with intense speed at Grunkhalar's face, which needed to be blocked and was, but by the time Grunkhalar recovered form it the opponent had already closed in on him so he had no time to prepare. After a long and hard fight the orc conquered Grunkhalar, managing to disarm him and submit him.
Grunkhalar's training increased after that, getting much more intense, difficult and tiresome. All the training and fighting left him very strong but also hungry for battle to test his skills. He stopped training with Kraagar when he got sent to a different area by the Chieftain, so Grunkhalar continued his training by himself, having no other swordsman experienced enough to train him. His life since then has been a bloodbath, constantly killing and fighting, Grunkhalar once went to a human town and offered himself as a warrior for the arena fight. Many humans recognized him from battles and so he was pitted first against creatures of great power, after slaying them he was promised great amounts of coins and jewels if he managed to kill the next 2 challengers, both were fighters in the arena previously and were considered powerful with swords. He welcomed the challenge but was caught off guard when both emerged at the same time charging him, he had no time for complaint so he immediately picked up a breastplate from the slave he killed and hurled it at them, charging in as quick and vicious as possible. "The only time you go on the offensive is when you're fighting multiple opponents." he learned from Kraagar, using that and the strategy he learned from the orc who defeated him in his own area he managed to get the upper hand early in the battle. After taking many wounds he managed to kill them both and so earn his coins. The humans grudgingly gave him the coins and sent him on his way out, he returned home a hero, being one of the first Orcs to return successfully from that venture.
A gorgeous application, well presented and written. We all wish you the best of luck with your game, when you get back we'll arrange for someone to give you a tour of what we have thus far.
Thanks for the compliments
And I've already received a tour of everything by Droogy and I must say; the human place is looking might fine! Also the Dryad tree is a bit too small, don't ya think?
Damned droogy. Always beating me. Anyway, glad to see that, it warms me with pride.
The Dryads are being built last, we're still very unsure on how we want to plan the Dryads homeland out. We have a variety of trees pre-made and we're just deciding.
Also,
anbuagent12 feel free to hop on. I'll give you a tour.
Member template:
OOC-
IGN: Angelakir
Age: 21
Previous RP Experience: Tabletop Homebrew DnD, DnD 4th Edition, LARPing, Cosplay RP in public,
Various RP Chatrooms and forums throughout 8 years of experience.
Previous Minecraft Experience: Been playing since alpha before the pumpkin update.
Why you wish to join?: Just looking for new and interesting RP servers.
What can you bring to the server?: An interesting character and a focal point to the server.
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ICC-
Name: Akir Wovenleaf
Age: If Dryads are considered elder beings, than she will be 400. If they age more like humans, she will be 20
or the equivalent as such.
Gender: Female
Race: Dryad
Appearance: Akir stands tall at 5'7" with a soft skin tone in her base, but towards her roots
is a more earthy, and barklike in color and texture. On the lighter parts of her skin
she has white markings that seem to be of ancient origin, she knows not what they
mean, only that they are meant to see over her and that she should
thank Lodaka for them, her parents had told her.
Her hair is a whispy auburn, inlaid with
twigs and leaves. She likes to keep it tied back so it doesn't get tangled on the brush.
She wears a soft dark green silk dress with a braided leather belt around her waist. Her eyes
are a deep brown and are soft like velvet, she has a very calming aura about her and seems
to spread it wherever she goes, easily the levelheaded saint in any argument, she prefers a calm
demeanor rather than that of a hotheaded individual. She doesn't smile often, she has a more
calm look to her, but when she does smile, it lights up the area so to speak. She walks with a
light step and is almost silent against the brush and branches of her home in the Grove.
Personality: Akir is silent most of the time, she chooses to listen rather than talk. If she must
speak it is usually only because she has to or needs to. She is a vat of knowledge and loves to
observe people, often finding the highest point to watch over people. She is really rather sweet
and caring to anyone that crosses her path. She's a generous person and usually will help anyone
that needs it so long as they're nice to her in return. She doesn't care for violence in the least
and upon seeing it will usually try to break it up somehow. She loves the sound of running water and
can often be found near lakes or streams near the Grove as well. When caught alone, she loves to sing
her voice is melodic and soothing, unlike anything heard before. She loves animals and is also often
seen tending to forest animals near home. Akir is calm and serene, never taking action without
weighing out the consequences beforehand. She's very "Down to Earth" for lack of a better term.
Background Story: Akir was born in the Grove, along with a few other Dryads, her parents far older than most.
As a sprout, Akir loved to wander off by herself and watch all the other people walk around doing their daily
routines, shopping, building, singing...oh the singing. She'd copy it, day after day. There was one young sapling.
A young male, his voice was a calming deep melody she longed for so very much. She'd make quick friendwork of him,
they were inseparable. Somewhere along the line she lost touch with him, he seemed to almost, vanish one day.
She'd been quiet after that...Not quite sure what to do about it, she simply waited, seeing if he'd come
back to the small part of the town where she would sit up in the trees singing with the birds. She tried
not to think too much of it, she definitely doesn't nowadays, she's become more mature with time, and age...
At a sprucing young 400 (Or 20), she's all but forgotten him with time, but she can still be caught
singing when she's alone. She doesn't like to sing in public or when there are people watching.
Akir loves to wander around her home, but she's curious...She's already read all the books the library has to offer,
already talked with the older inhabitants of the area. She wants to know more, she seeks knowledge, she seeks enlightenment.
She wants to know what the outside world is like. The other races, the other towns, what are they made of? What do others do for fun?
She wants to know it all!
Because a lot of people like the show. I happen to like it because of how in tuned it is with the community. Like if fans want something in the show it could quite possibly get put in. Also the animation is really good and is just fun in general.
I have no idea what Lordran is so probably not... And i can help with the library!
So... You watch my little pony? I'm not sure of your true gender, but if you are a male, I pity you, I used to survive on teenage mutant ninja turtles when younger.
Jeez, I read such good applications, and I cannot even accept them. (sigh) I gotta start my own server...
Damned droogy. Always beating me. Anyway, glad to see that, it warms me with pride.
The Dryads are being built last, we're still very unsure on how we want to plan the Dryads homeland out. We have a variety of trees pre-made and we're just deciding.
Also,
anbuagent12 feel free to hop on. I'll give you a tour.
Perhapss a massive mother tree in the center? I may help if I felt like it.
Ps. Your race selection is so hard. I ussaly have options. Of course I do have options. I should enny menny mini mo.... Huh, that's.....interesting..... I slipped and hit your picture..... Minecrafter it is!
Membertemplate: OOC- IGN:hi5566 Age:16 Previous RP Experience: Many, many servers. Most recently, Falchion PreviousMinecraftExperience: Going on 2 years Why you wish to join?: I am looking for a new role play server with a vibrant and big community. THis server seems to fit the bill What can you bring to the server?: My experience along with a mature attitude and commitment to role play.
--- ICC- Name: Grey Doulen Age:54 Gender: Male Race:Waldegeist Appearance:Grey has pale skin and lime green hair. His skin is pale, but has sun spots. These result in an uneven complexion. He wears a green tunic. Grey is tall and stocky. Not overly muscular, but a nice middleground. His features are cold and stoic. Personality:Grey's personality matches his features, simple and stoic. Everything is black and white to him. He has seen nations rise and fall, always looking at life as a massive hourglass. He tells people he is 54, and has done so for many years. He spends most time reading and studying. He despises children and those who are overly excited. As a young man he had been adventurous and daring, but that mentality has slowly slipped away from him as he watched the bloodshed of the world take place before him. Grey is rarely happy in the sense of the word. A perfect adjective for him would be reflecting, a man reviewing the world as it progresses around him. BackgroundStory:Grey, like most of his people, grew up with nature. Dryads who had known him as a child would describe him as fun loving and daring. No lake was too deep, no mountain too high for Grey. The world was his oyster and he intended to explore it. When he was around 17, he was first exposed to cruelty. While sitting high up in a tree and observing the forest floor beneath him, Grey witnessed a group of golems drag a human out into the light. They rose a sword to his neck and cut it, unaware of the watching Waldegeist. Grey, not knowing what to do, climbed down when the golems left and went up to the dying human. The human was an old man with a long beard. He held out a single feather to Grey, which Grey took. The man died soo after. Grey was terrified of the world, other Waldegeists thought he had gone crazy, but he had seen the truth. He had seen the world he had grown up loving for what it really was. As Waldegeists became known to the outside world Grey began exploring. After only a few days out, he returned home and never left again. Many asked him what happened out there, but he would not respond. He studied nature and became an expert in it. He taught many a Waldegeist in the arts. Recently more and more of his people are losing interest in nature, caught up in the evolving world. Grey will stop at nothing to maintain the forest and his people.
Accepted. And did you play on Lordran? And that reminds me that I need to organize a group to build a library.
Accepted!
This seems pretty fantastic!
I'll be finishing up the lore and reading the races then I'll be writing you an application, sir!
(Great job coming up with unique races, I must say )
Because a lot of people like the show. I happen to like it because of how in tuned it is with the community. Like if fans want something in the show it could quite possibly get put in. Also the animation is really good and is just fun in general.
I have no idea what Lordran is so probably not... And i can help with the library!
A gorgeous application, well presented and written. We all wish you the best of luck with your game, when you get back we'll arrange for someone to give you a tour of what we have thus far.
And I've already received a tour of everything by Droogy and I must say; the human place is looking might fine! Also the Dryad tree is a bit too small, don't ya think?
The Dryads are being built last, we're still very unsure on how we want to plan the Dryads homeland out. We have a variety of trees pre-made and we're just deciding.
Also,
OOC-
IGN: Angelakir
Age: 21
Previous RP Experience: Tabletop Homebrew DnD, DnD 4th Edition, LARPing, Cosplay RP in public,
Various RP Chatrooms and forums throughout 8 years of experience.
Previous Minecraft Experience: Been playing since alpha before the pumpkin update.
Why you wish to join?: Just looking for new and interesting RP servers.
What can you bring to the server?: An interesting character and a focal point to the server.
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ICC-
Name: Akir Wovenleaf
Age: If Dryads are considered elder beings, than she will be 400. If they age more like humans, she will be 20
or the equivalent as such.
Gender: Female
Race: Dryad
Appearance: Akir stands tall at 5'7" with a soft skin tone in her base, but towards her roots
is a more earthy, and barklike in color and texture. On the lighter parts of her skin
she has white markings that seem to be of ancient origin, she knows not what they
mean, only that they are meant to see over her and that she should
thank Lodaka for them, her parents had told her.
Her hair is a whispy auburn, inlaid with
twigs and leaves. She likes to keep it tied back so it doesn't get tangled on the brush.
She wears a soft dark green silk dress with a braided leather belt around her waist. Her eyes
are a deep brown and are soft like velvet, she has a very calming aura about her and seems
to spread it wherever she goes, easily the levelheaded saint in any argument, she prefers a calm
demeanor rather than that of a hotheaded individual. She doesn't smile often, she has a more
calm look to her, but when she does smile, it lights up the area so to speak. She walks with a
light step and is almost silent against the brush and branches of her home in the Grove.
Personality: Akir is silent most of the time, she chooses to listen rather than talk. If she must
speak it is usually only because she has to or needs to. She is a vat of knowledge and loves to
observe people, often finding the highest point to watch over people. She is really rather sweet
and caring to anyone that crosses her path. She's a generous person and usually will help anyone
that needs it so long as they're nice to her in return. She doesn't care for violence in the least
and upon seeing it will usually try to break it up somehow. She loves the sound of running water and
can often be found near lakes or streams near the Grove as well. When caught alone, she loves to sing
her voice is melodic and soothing, unlike anything heard before. She loves animals and is also often
seen tending to forest animals near home. Akir is calm and serene, never taking action without
weighing out the consequences beforehand. She's very "Down to Earth" for lack of a better term.
Background Story: Akir was born in the Grove, along with a few other Dryads, her parents far older than most.
As a sprout, Akir loved to wander off by herself and watch all the other people walk around doing their daily
routines, shopping, building, singing...oh the singing. She'd copy it, day after day. There was one young sapling.
A young male, his voice was a calming deep melody she longed for so very much. She'd make quick friendwork of him,
they were inseparable. Somewhere along the line she lost touch with him, he seemed to almost, vanish one day.
She'd been quiet after that...Not quite sure what to do about it, she simply waited, seeing if he'd come
back to the small part of the town where she would sit up in the trees singing with the birds. She tried
not to think too much of it, she definitely doesn't nowadays, she's become more mature with time, and age...
At a sprucing young 400 (Or 20), she's all but forgotten him with time, but she can still be caught
singing when she's alone. She doesn't like to sing in public or when there are people watching.
Akir loves to wander around her home, but she's curious...She's already read all the books the library has to offer,
already talked with the older inhabitants of the area. She wants to know more, she seeks knowledge, she seeks enlightenment.
She wants to know what the outside world is like. The other races, the other towns, what are they made of? What do others do for fun?
She wants to know it all!
So... You watch my little pony? I'm not sure of your true gender, but if you are a male, I pity you, I used to survive on teenage mutant ninja turtles when younger.
Jeez, I read such good applications, and I cannot even accept them. (sigh) I gotta start my own server...
Perhapss a massive mother tree in the center? I may help if I felt like it.
Ps. Your race selection is so hard. I ussaly have options. Of course I do have options. I should enny menny mini mo.... Huh, that's.....interesting..... I slipped and hit your picture..... Minecrafter it is!
$10 = warrior
$20 = epic
$30 = divine
$40 = archiver
$50 or more = overlord
This app is sooooo muja.
OOC-
IGN:hi5566
Age:16
Previous RP Experience: Many, many servers. Most recently, Falchion
PreviousMinecraftExperience: Going on 2 years
Why you wish to join?: I am looking for a new role play server with a vibrant and big community. THis server seems to fit the bill
What can you bring to the server?: My experience along with a mature attitude and commitment to role play.
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Name: Grey Doulen
Age:54
Gender: Male
Race:Waldegeist
Appearance:Grey has pale skin and lime green hair. His skin is pale, but has sun spots. These result in an uneven complexion. He wears a green tunic. Grey is tall and stocky. Not overly muscular, but a nice middleground. His features are cold and stoic.
Personality:Grey's personality matches his features, simple and stoic. Everything is black and white to him. He has seen nations rise and fall, always looking at life as a massive hourglass. He tells people he is 54, and has done so for many years. He spends most time reading and studying. He despises children and those who are overly excited. As a young man he had been adventurous and daring, but that mentality has slowly slipped away from him as he watched the bloodshed of the world take place before him. Grey is rarely happy in the sense of the word. A perfect adjective for him would be reflecting, a man reviewing the world as it progresses around him.
BackgroundStory:Grey, like most of his people, grew up with nature. Dryads who had known him as a child would describe him as fun loving and daring. No lake was too deep, no mountain too high for Grey. The world was his oyster and he intended to explore it. When he was around 17, he was first exposed to cruelty. While sitting high up in a tree and observing the forest floor beneath him, Grey witnessed a group of golems drag a human out into the light. They rose a sword to his neck and cut it, unaware of the watching Waldegeist. Grey, not knowing what to do, climbed down when the golems left and went up to the dying human. The human was an old man with a long beard. He held out a single feather to Grey, which Grey took. The man died soo after. Grey was terrified of the world, other Waldegeists thought he had gone crazy, but he had seen the truth. He had seen the world he had grown up loving for what it really was. As Waldegeists became known to the outside world Grey began exploring. After only a few days out, he returned home and never left again. Many asked him what happened out there, but he would not respond. He studied nature and became an expert in it. He taught many a Waldegeist in the arts. Recently more and more of his people are losing interest in nature, caught up in the evolving world. Grey will stop at nothing to maintain the forest and his people.
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