IGN: Kingblackheart
Age: 20
Role-Play Exp.: I have been many different charaters on many servers, also I have admined on 2 as well for a time
Why Us: I love skyrim (who doesn't?) but when I read the page this server has so much potential to have some real fun
Time You Can Dedicate: My weekends and at least an hour a day, my schedule is rather free
IC
Name: Shane Blackheart
Race: Imperial
Gender: Male
Age: 28 (though no one can really tell)
Appearance: Cloaked in black, looks shady, absolutely indifferent to events around him, he leans over o hide his tall frame
Fears: He fears fire, and those who will wield magic, especially fire magic
Personality: Sly, charming to your face, and deciding whether your useful to him or not, he feels he is above common thievery and murder, and will not commit it himself, the use of politics is his main weapon, and it is sometimes deadlier then the sword.
Occupation: Merchant (of both illegal and legal goods)
Skills: Speech craft, knives (will still be a sword), Alchemy (more of a hobby)
Nickname (Optional):To those who know of his deeds Blackheart
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Shane: Why hello there my friend! If you see what you like let me know!
(man): Stop the games Blackheart... you know why im here...
Shane: (puts down book), I see... perhaps I can show you my stock, but do you have the gold?
(man): (puts a large sack on the table)
Shane: Good! This way my lord! (guides the man downstairs)
(man): (pulls out dagger)
Shane: (activates trap)
(assasin): NOOOOOO!...
Shane: Fool... The only shadow a man should fear is their own
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Shane Blackheart wasn't always called this, but that was the only thing that was known for sure, the man who only whisper his full name are the few who even know that much. The popular story was that he was in a cult long ago, that taught the ways of necromancy, others say he is a deadra that spawned out of oblivion itself. The information about his real history is almost worth as much as his bounty in the imperial city. But Shane Blackheart is very much just a man, no more, no less. It has been confirmed he was a member of the thieves guild, but as he strived to become one of the best he became one of their best members... but he left mysteriously. Then the Dark Brotherhood wanted him dead, and still does to this day, nobody knows why they want him dead, but they do. In a mere 10 years he became the best, then the most wanted. People fear his name because of this, and many stories are made up because of this. But for the right price, he might even tell you the truth. He fled to skyrim, were he could at least bid his time and plan his next move.
As of now people mostly know him as a merchant, one who knows how to get the gold from a man, but can get any good a man asks (this will all be done by me, I wont need item spawning). Weapons, armor, food, potions, and even items from oblivion he is the one to talk to. Some do not trust him, he has too many honeyed words, and he always looks like he is hiding something. But the people simply do not know who he really is, except for the ones who he needs to know. Shane is in skyrim to muster powerful friends against an almost invisible enemy. Will he succeed? only the divines know what awaits for this man
IGN: iEatSandwiches
Age: 10 (I'm serious, I'm 10.)
Role-Play Exp.: Alot. I played on a couple of servers that have to do with Roleplaying.
Why Us: I love Skyrim, even for my small age.
Time You Can Dedicate: As much as I can. Maybe 1-4 hours?
IC
Name: Evvin
Race: HUMAN
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Appearance: Small beard, small suit. Wears armor occasionally.
Fears: Overpowered people, creepers, cave spiders, slimes, supercharged creepers, zombies, lava, drowning.
Personality: Grumpy at most times, but loves funny things.
Occupation: Hmm. A citizen in Whiterun, please.
Skills: Kind of good at PvP. Good at sneaking around.
Nickname (Optional): Ev
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "Okay Mom, I won't let you down." Evvin said with a smile. "Hello, Evvin!" Evvin's aunt Marcie said. Evvin's mom started tearing up. "I remember when you were a little boy, Evvin. Go, move in with your aunt and uncle." Evvin nodded. Evvin was finally old enough to move to a new place. He was so excited. "Thank you, Mom! I'll grow up to become a great dragonslayer, or something like that." Everyone laughed. Evvin finally went into the town with his
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Evvin was growing up in a small house in a big town in the middle of nowhere. His father died because of a skeleton attack and his mom was wounded. She luckily survived and beared 3 children. Evvin, Sara, and Ben. Ben is his younger brother who loves to adventure. Sara is his older sister who loves swordplay. She once killed 10 skeletons and 5 creepers in 1 night with a wooden sword. Evvin loves his family and they love him back. One day he had to move to his aunt and uncle's house because he had to grow up. He got a job and bought his own house and lives happily. He soon found out that his cousin lived here too. He went to his cousin's house and looked down. He was on the floor, dead. Evvin looked around to see what happened. He found a sword, a helmet, and a note saying something unusual, probably in a different language. (NOT Dragon) He looked at it closer, and he saw a symbol that he saw in his childhood. An army invaded his town when he was a kid and it had a symbol of a red X. A red X was also put on the note... He decided he should kill them all, but he remembered that he cannot kill an army of people with just a sword. He decided to tell some guards and they can take care of it. Then he remembered, guards are technically an army. He decided to join the guards.
During his first year of being a guard, there was an invasion at Whiterun. He decided to help defend, and Whiterun eventually won the battle. He was badly wounded and some of his friends were killed. He then knew that he was going to have to practice attacking and defending. He then loved to train himself. He eventually lured his friends into training with him. He turned out to br one of the best guards in Whiterun. He defended Whiterun from monster attacks and other threats. He then quitted being a guard when he got stabbed in the leg by a sharp dragon's tail. 3 veins broke, so he decided to become a citizen and rest. He then chose to do hobbies around Whiterun. He then got another job as a lumberjack. He soon expanded his house and lived happily, and this is where he is now.
IGN:oyeaitsme
Age:15
Role-Play Exp.:little to none but im a quick learner
Why Us:this looks like an awesome server and i really want to try it out
Time You Can Dedicate:i can play everyday
IC
Name:Kratos
Race:imperial
Gender:male
Age: 21
Appearance:medium hoeght,blonde mohawk,blonde medium length goatee.
Fears: being rejected
Personality: out going, athletic
Occupation:Blacksmith
Skills: hunting(very skilled)
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue): ):*After weeks of traveling Kratos stumbles upon a village*
Guard: Who goes there? And what business do you have with our town.
Me: My name is Kratos. I have stumbled upon your village after traveling for quite some time. I am looking for a place to settle.
Guard: You may enter.
Me: One more thing. Can you tell me where the nearest inn is?
Guard: Follow the road, then turn left on the big willow tree.
Me: Thank you.
* Kratos enters the village *
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Kratos grew up in a small, isolated village, in the middle of the forest. He was a well-behaved, diligent young boy. He had no mother, for she died of an unknown illness when Kratos was only a toddler. Since his village only survived off nature, Kratos learned which berries and herbs were edible, and which berries were poisonous. His father also taught him how to wield a bow, and how to hunt animals. He also learned the necessary skills for survival, among other things. One day, while Kratos was busy hunting, he was attacked by bandits. The moment he saw one of them, he bolted into the forest. After he ran a few miles, Kratos lost the bandits. Unfortunately for him, he was lost. Using the skills he had earned, Jayden survived in the forest for months, until he finally found his village. Only to find that those bandits had taken over the village. He saw dozens of bandits. Having no other choice, Kratos left the village and the forest. In search of another place to settle.
No offence but this looks a bit trollish. The rules basically restrict you from doing anything but walking, you have to fill out a GIANT application and most of them get denied because we're not professional storywriters....
The fact you even said something as stupid as that...
IGN:likeafox12345
Age:13
Role-Play Exp.:a lot
Why Us:becuse bset two game in the wirld
Time You Can Dedicate:10 hours
IC
Name:fox
Race:Usa can soell good
Gender:male
Age:13
Appearance:
Fears:spiders
Personality:things
Occupation:USA
Skills:bliuding and fighting
Nickname (Optional):FOX
RP Example (Add Dialogue):italin
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):a fox that can talk and know his ways around think and opicst no mod can kill me
IGN:Tristanrobinson1
Age:18
Role-Play Exp.: I have Played on [Hero-craft,Legendary-Craft,Medieval-Lords,Age-of-Vohemas]
Why Us: I enjoy the game skyrim and minecraft seems like a good and fun idea to bring the two together and hope i can play soon
Time You Can Dedicate:3-4 hours daily
IC
Name: Tristan
Race: Dunmer-(Dark-elf)
Gender: Male
Age: 40
Appearance:tall, Lean but muscular, White hair but a clean shaved face, only distinctive markings is a red scar running down his left side. Blood read eyes, dark skinned
Fears: His fears are Drowning, and dark tight places
Personality: calm and peacefully will step back and let things handle themselves out usually but if he does jump in over 40 years of experience kicks in and he is a ferocious warrior
Occupation: Traveler
Skills: Bow, One hand, Speech, assassination.
Nickname (Optional):Tristan
RP Example (Add Dialogue): The man opened the doors eager to get out of the pouring rain. Inside the Inn was full of joy he smiled to himself as he walked over to a empty table and sat down stretching his weary legs. A movement caught his eye and he looked up to see the Inn keeper walking towards him. "Hello Miss how are you" The Women taken aback at his kindness asked "good what will you be having" He replied "wine alto if you have and bread" She nodded and walked towards the cellars. While this was happening he stood up and walked to the fire where young warriors were swapping stories They all looked up and nodded respectfully as he came over save for one young lad who had had a bit to much to drink that night. "What about you geezer he chuckled got a story to tell?" His friends about to whack him over the head for being so rude But the old make laughed and replied "ay I do It is a long one tho so you best get comfortable"
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): It was a long time ago when in a small House on the outskirts of Morrowind I was born. My family was not rich but we did not worry about food or clothing.I grew up in a world of magic and fighting for the war was at its hardest. We did not get to choose our path it was chosen for us. At the age of 10 we learned to fight and to kill at the age of 15 we fought. My village was aligned with the storm cloaks so most of the time we raided caravans or burned houses. But then the dragons came and out men were used to fight all the foul creatures that stirred with the dragons. We never fought them for that meant death but we saw them plenty enough on out travels. We left the dragons to the dragon born. So for most of my life i fought weather it was in the revolution or against the beasts of Skyrim. Finally when the war ended we were free, When the dragon born killed Alduin we could choose our paths. But we were not truly free one can not go from a warrior to planting fiends the horror and the thrill stays. So i decided to see the world and become a man of hire. So i travel Skyrim seeing amazing things forgotten by many and i fight things that most push off as myth or legend I am older that I would wish but that is my tale" Now buy this old man a drink would you after such a story my throat tends to be dry"
IGN:oyeaitsme
Age:15
Role-Play Exp.:little to none but im a quick learner
Why Us:this looks like an awesome server and i really want to try it out
Time You Can Dedicate:i can play everyday
IC
Name:Kratos
Race:imperial
Gender:male
Age: 21
Appearance:medium hoeght,blonde mohawk,blonde medium length goatee.
Fears: being rejected
Personality: out going, athletic
Occupation:Blacksmith
Skills: hunting(very skilled)
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue): ):*After weeks of traveling Kratos stumbles upon a village*
Guard: Who goes there? And what business do you have with our town.
Me: My name is Kratos. I have stumbled upon your village after traveling for quite some time. I am looking for a place to settle.
Guard: You may enter.
Me: One more thing. Can you tell me where the nearest inn is?
Guard: Follow the road, then turn left on the big willow tree.
Me: Thank you.
* Kratos enters the village *
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Kratos grew up in a small, isolated village, in the middle of the forest. He was a well-behaved, diligent young boy. He had no mother, for she died of an unknown illness when Kratos was only a toddler. Since his village only survived off nature, Kratos learned which berries and herbs were edible, and which berries were poisonous. His father also taught him how to wield a bow, and how to hunt animals. He also learned the necessary skills for survival, among other things. One day, while Kratos was busy hunting, he was attacked by bandits. The moment he saw one of them, he bolted into the forest. After he ran a few miles, Kratos lost the bandits. Unfortunately for him, he was lost. Using the skills he had earned, Jayden survived in the forest for months, until he finally found his village. Only to find that those bandits had taken over the village. He saw dozens of bandits. Having no other choice, Kratos left the village and the forest. In search of another place to settle.
IGN: SourPwnage Age: 13 Role-Play Exp: I have played on many role play servers. Why Us: I really enjoy the game Skyrim, I have it for xbox 360 and i thought i might try this out. Time You Can Dedicate: If it is a server I really enjoy, I will be on a lot!
IC
Name: Marben Carter Race: Human Gender: Male Age: 27 Appearance: Tall, brown hair, goggles. Fears: Death, Failure, Making decisions, Being poor Personality: Funny,Greedy, Weird and awkward, not very social. Occupation: Alchemist Skills: Alchemy, Brewing, Sorcery Nickname (Optional): RP Example (Add Dialogue): Marben: "Yes.. very good there.." Friend: "Uhh.. Marben? I really don't think you should be doing that!" Marben:"Just add a bit of that.. a little of this and.. perfect!" Friend: "Oh really, what is it?" Marben: "It is my Strength potion! It will make you strong and ready with just a little sip!" Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Marben was always a socially awkward kid to be around. He would never do anything with all of the other kids in the village. Instead, he would be in his mother's kitchen mixing things together and creating many strange brews. Days went on. Years passed. Marben had never changed a bit. Eventually his parents had kicked him out of their cottage, thinking he would end up exploding it or lighting it on fire. He found a new place to live in a town far away. He had crafted his own inventions for brewing, such as a brewing stand, a cauldron, and an enchantment table. He spends many hours of the day brewing and creating potions. Over time, he had developed a love of exploring. He loved exploring the world, dungeons, different dimensions, and the underground. He will occasionally run out of materials to use in alchemy and will go exploring to find more. He also loves to fight creatures, such as dragons and spiders. One day he accidentally was fiddling around with some new experiments, and he accidentally lit his home on fire, eventually spreading to the other homes, and soon the town wall. He had burned down an entire city in his silly experiments. He was paranoid he was going to get arrested or put to death. He fled far, far away from the land. He came across a new town, and hopes to escape is past. Fus Ro Dah
I tried my best to use correct grammar and punctuation.
IGN:oyeaitsme
Age:15
Role-Play Exp.:little to none but im a quick learner
Why Us:this looks like an awesome server and i really want to try it out
Time You Can Dedicate:i can play everyday
IC
Name:Kratos
Race:imperial
Gender:male
Age: 21
Appearance:medium hoeght,blonde mohawk,blonde medium length goatee.
Fears: being rejected
Personality: out going, athletic
Occupation:Blacksmith
Skills: hunting(very skilled)
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue): ):*After weeks of traveling Kratos stumbles upon a village*
Guard: Who goes there? And what business do you have with our town.
Me: My name is Kratos. I have stumbled upon your village after traveling for quite some time. I am looking for a place to settle.
Guard: You may enter.
Me: One more thing. Can you tell me where the nearest inn is?
Guard: Follow the road, then turn left on the big willow tree.
Me: Thank you.
* Kratos enters the village *
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Kratos grew up in a small, isolated village, in the middle of the forest. He was a well-behaved, diligent young boy. He had no mother, for she died of an unknown illness when Kratos was only a toddler. Since his village only survived off nature, Kratos learned which berries and herbs were edible, and which berries were poisonous. His father also taught him how to wield a bow, and how to hunt animals. He also learned the necessary skills for survival, among other things. One day, while Kratos was busy hunting, he was attacked by bandits. The moment he saw one of them, he bolted into the forest. After he ran a few miles, Kratos lost the bandits. Unfortunately for him, he was lost. Using the skills he had earned, Jayden survived in the forest for months, until he finally found his village. Only to find that those bandits had taken over the village. He saw dozens of bandits. Having no other choice, Kratos left the village and the forest. In search of another place to settle.
IGN: drnomercy
Role-Play Exp.: about a year
Why Us: It looks like a good roleplay server I could use as my primary
Time You Can Dedicate: 3-5 hours, more on the weekends
IC
Name: Ethan Tran
Race: Nord
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Appearance: A bit tan, brown eyes, brown hair, height is 5'9, skinny, scar on left arm
Fears: Hauntings, spiders
Personality: Easily angered, easily impressed, hyper, helpful, keeps a grudge
Occupation: Adventurer, travel for work
Skills: Marathon runner, alchemist, enchanter, stealth, medical
Nickname (Optional): Doctor
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Me: *slowly sharpens knife*
Man: I said put it down or your DEAD!
Me: *looks over* Oh! Im sorry...*throws knife to ground*
Man: Get the hell out of my house, what are you doing here anyways?!
Me: Hmm...dont you remember? Dont you remember me...?
Man: *eyes widen* I...Oh my god...
Me: Yes, yes...now you remember?
Man: What...what do you want from me? Just please...dont hurt me.
Me: Aw yes, I need you to give me the truth, now.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
I was born in a small town, in a place far from skyrim. It wasn't the best, but it was quite decent. My mother and father both took care of me well, my father payed the bills, and my mother did her cooking and getting things tooken care of. It was ordinary, it was nice, it wasn't a crazy life. It was like every other kid life. Id work at the farm when I was old enough, and maybe helped my mom clean the house a bit. All was well, all was peaceful. There was few crime, a good system of supplies going, nothing wrong. Everyone had a job, there were no homeless. I, of course, took a job with my dad. I made a few coins, it payed well for my kid needs. It was a normal life.
It wasn't long until our production went down. Our crops started to die, and so did our money. We went down a landslide, and because we went down, everyone went down. Our farm was the big supply of food for our town. Without us, the meat from the hunters wouldn't supply everyone. Time went by, and our money dried up completely. My mum knew I couldn't stay with them because she couldn't support me anymore, so she shipped me off to my uncle in skyrim. That time was a depressing time. When I arrived at my uncles, he was excited to see me, but I wasn't excited to see him. I stormed inside his house, went into the room he gave me, and flew into my bed. Filled with anger, disbelief, and depression, I stayed in my room for 3 weeks.
My uncle would give me some food everyday inside my room, waiting my me to ease off and begin turn back to normal. Finally after those 3 weeks, I got out of bed and walked into the living room. My uncle, in shock, hugged me, knowing that I was finally back, but I wasn't all back. I would go outside and play with the chickens. Pet them, and sometimes get angry with them, knowing they at least had a family stuck together. I wished so much for my mother to take me back, for her to come and see me. My wish didn't come, until now.
1 year later, my uncle sadly told me that I was going to see my mother, back at where I was born. I was confused that he was acting sad, but I put that aside, my head was more excited to see my parents again. As we arrived, I flew off the seat and ran towards our old house. I went for a halt, and saw that there was another family in there. Confused, I looked over to my uncle. He lead me to the graveyard, there sat the graves of my mother and father. When he said we were visiting, he meant visiting their graves. I fell to my knees, my emotions were spinning. He explained to me that they didn't make it on their tough times, that's why they sent you to me. I put my hands on my face, crying with all the emotions coming out. I couldn't believe it, it couldn't be happening. Before, they were so healthy, so happy, it was like if it was yesterday. I slowly walked back, and rode home to skyrim, with my uncle. It was now my all time home, I couldn't say no, I had to stay there.
For once in my life, I was lost. Every single day when I was at my uncles, I sat there in the barn in depression. Plainly staring at the family of animals. Knowing that I lost mine, it was torture. 3 years, 3 years of pain, I had to just sit there and take it all in. My life was plain, I couldn't do anything. Life wasn't worth it, I would think that for 3 whole years. I looked through my stuff, thinking of the memories. I rushed through the boxes, and accidentally droped one of the floor. I cleaned it up, sadly, until I found something. It was a poem. I knew it wasn't from my parents, or anyone else, and I knew it wasn't mine. I looked at it, and saw my name, To: Ethan. Confused, I read the poem. "Loved ones are gone, new ones come back, a man cant live forever, without someone to carry of their back, keep calm, and just sit back, where life will run through, where life will run back". My heart felt like it just exploded. My emotions flew all over the place. For once, after those 3 years, I felt myself coming back. I felt better than ever, I felt alive again.
I lost most of my life into depression, but it was time for me to come back. To do what was right, go back with life. Let it do whatever it wants, just follow it. Finally, I was able to get back on my feet. I hurried out the door, and begun my new life. A life I could finally start, with all the things just smashing together. New ideas, new appearance, a new mind. I felt alive again, the most ive ever been, the best ive ever been.
I was accepted twice on page 140 (By DarkJames, and Macabre) and I was able to log on about a day after acceptance, but when I tried to log on just now, it said I wasn't white-listed. Thanks to whoever can address this!
Alright, All trial mods are whitelisters, send you applications to one of them. ONLY ONE EVERY 3 DAYS! No sending to me or any mods+ or get perm-denied. Only whitelisters and trial mods. Please direct all apps there if your app has been skipped. If we find out you sent a app in and it was posted in the last 12 hours you will be perm-denied as well. If you app was posted 12 hours or less ago the please let a trial mod or whitelister know what page your app was on.
Colb got rid of a whole city and now you are banned? That's ridiculous.
No Colb got rid of a un-regulated "base" bigger than whiterun and Solitude put together. It was my decision to delete it and I take full responsibility for my actions. After spit "voiced his opinion" by calling colb asshat and such it was my call to ban him. I will not be pushed over like Colb was. Colb was and still is a great owner but he has his flaws because he is nice. I will not allow anyone to disrespect athority, if you have something to say, say it to them directly. If anyone has a problem with these actions feel free to message me or post on here with your concerns. If you are having any other question feel free to PM me anytime.
Should I donate now or when the server is completed and running smoothly? I don't want my money to go to waste.
Feel free to do what ever. All donations will be registered and you will get your items when the official release of the game comes out. Also if you donate now you a guaranteed a spot in the Exclusive Beta.
IGN: Kingblackheart
Age: 20
Role-Play Exp.: I have been many different charaters on many servers, also I have admined on 2 as well for a time
Why Us: I love skyrim (who doesn't?) but when I read the page this server has so much potential to have some real fun
Time You Can Dedicate: My weekends and at least an hour a day, my schedule is rather free
IC
Name: Shane Blackheart
Race: Imperial
Gender: Male
Age: 28 (though no one can really tell)
Appearance: Cloaked in black, looks shady, absolutely indifferent to events around him, he leans over o hide his tall frame
Fears: He fears fire, and those who will wield magic, especially fire magic
Personality: Sly, charming to your face, and deciding whether your useful to him or not, he feels he is above common thievery and murder, and will not commit it himself, the use of politics is his main weapon, and it is sometimes deadlier then the sword.
Occupation: Merchant (of both illegal and legal goods)
Skills: Speech craft, knives (will still be a sword), Alchemy (more of a hobby)
Nickname (Optional):To those who know of his deeds Blackheart
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Shane: Why hello there my friend! If you see what you like let me know!
(man): Stop the games Blackheart... you know why im here...
Shane: (puts down book), I see... perhaps I can show you my stock, but do you have the gold?
(man): (puts a large sack on the table)
Shane: Good! This way my lord! (guides the man downstairs)
(man): (pulls out dagger)
Shane: (activates trap)
(assasin): NOOOOOO!...
Shane: Fool... The only shadow a man should fear is their own
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Shane Blackheart wasn't always called this, but that was the only thing that was known for sure, the man who only whisper his full name are the few who even know that much. The popular story was that he was in a cult long ago, that taught the ways of necromancy, others say he is a deadra that spawned out of oblivion itself. The information about his real history is almost worth as much as his bounty in the imperial city. But Shane Blackheart is very much just a man, no more, no less. It has been confirmed he was a member of the thieves guild, but as he strived to become one of the best he became one of their best members... but he left mysteriously. Then the Dark Brotherhood wanted him dead, and still does to this day, nobody knows why they want him dead, but they do. In a mere 10 years he became the best, then the most wanted. People fear his name because of this, and many stories are made up because of this. But for the right price, he might even tell you the truth. He fled to skyrim, were he could at least bid his time and plan his next move.
As of now people mostly know him as a merchant, one who knows how to get the gold from a man, but can get any good a man asks (this will all be done by me, I wont need item spawning). Weapons, armor, food, potions, and even items from oblivion he is the one to talk to. Some do not trust him, he has too many honeyed words, and he always looks like he is hiding something. But the people simply do not know who he really is, except for the ones who he needs to know. Shane is in skyrim to muster powerful friends against an almost invisible enemy. Will he succeed? only the divines know what awaits for this man
Fus doh Rah
OOC
IGN: iEatSandwiches
Age: 10 (I'm serious, I'm 10.)
Role-Play Exp.: Alot. I played on a couple of servers that have to do with Roleplaying.
Why Us: I love Skyrim, even for my small age.
Time You Can Dedicate: As much as I can. Maybe 1-4 hours?
IC
Name: Evvin
Race: HUMAN
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Appearance: Small beard, small suit. Wears armor occasionally.
Fears: Overpowered people, creepers, cave spiders, slimes, supercharged creepers, zombies, lava, drowning.
Personality: Grumpy at most times, but loves funny things.
Occupation: Hmm. A citizen in Whiterun, please.
Skills: Kind of good at PvP. Good at sneaking around.
Nickname (Optional): Ev
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "Okay Mom, I won't let you down." Evvin said with a smile. "Hello, Evvin!" Evvin's aunt Marcie said. Evvin's mom started tearing up. "I remember when you were a little boy, Evvin. Go, move in with your aunt and uncle." Evvin nodded. Evvin was finally old enough to move to a new place. He was so excited. "Thank you, Mom! I'll grow up to become a great dragonslayer, or something like that." Everyone laughed. Evvin finally went into the town with his
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Evvin was growing up in a small house in a big town in the middle of nowhere. His father died because of a skeleton attack and his mom was wounded. She luckily survived and beared 3 children. Evvin, Sara, and Ben. Ben is his younger brother who loves to adventure. Sara is his older sister who loves swordplay. She once killed 10 skeletons and 5 creepers in 1 night with a wooden sword. Evvin loves his family and they love him back. One day he had to move to his aunt and uncle's house because he had to grow up. He got a job and bought his own house and lives happily. He soon found out that his cousin lived here too. He went to his cousin's house and looked down. He was on the floor, dead. Evvin looked around to see what happened. He found a sword, a helmet, and a note saying something unusual, probably in a different language. (NOT Dragon) He looked at it closer, and he saw a symbol that he saw in his childhood. An army invaded his town when he was a kid and it had a symbol of a red X. A red X was also put on the note... He decided he should kill them all, but he remembered that he cannot kill an army of people with just a sword. He decided to tell some guards and they can take care of it. Then he remembered, guards are technically an army. He decided to join the guards.
During his first year of being a guard, there was an invasion at Whiterun. He decided to help defend, and Whiterun eventually won the battle. He was badly wounded and some of his friends were killed. He then knew that he was going to have to practice attacking and defending. He then loved to train himself. He eventually lured his friends into training with him. He turned out to br one of the best guards in Whiterun. He defended Whiterun from monster attacks and other threats. He then quitted being a guard when he got stabbed in the leg by a sharp dragon's tail. 3 veins broke, so he decided to become a citizen and rest. He then chose to do hobbies around Whiterun. He then got another job as a lumberjack. He soon expanded his house and lived happily, and this is where he is now.
FUS, RO DAH!!! *boom*
IGN:oyeaitsme
Age:15
Role-Play Exp.:little to none but im a quick learner
Why Us:this looks like an awesome server and i really want to try it out
Time You Can Dedicate:i can play everyday
IC
Name:Kratos
Race:imperial
Gender:male
Age: 21
Appearance:medium hoeght,blonde mohawk,blonde medium length goatee.
Fears: being rejected
Personality: out going, athletic
Occupation:Blacksmith
Skills: hunting(very skilled)
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue): ):*After weeks of traveling Kratos stumbles upon a village*
Guard: Who goes there? And what business do you have with our town.
Me: My name is Kratos. I have stumbled upon your village after traveling for quite some time. I am looking for a place to settle.
Guard: You may enter.
Me: One more thing. Can you tell me where the nearest inn is?
Guard: Follow the road, then turn left on the big willow tree.
Me: Thank you.
* Kratos enters the village *
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Kratos grew up in a small, isolated village, in the middle of the forest. He was a well-behaved, diligent young boy. He had no mother, for she died of an unknown illness when Kratos was only a toddler. Since his village only survived off nature, Kratos learned which berries and herbs were edible, and which berries were poisonous. His father also taught him how to wield a bow, and how to hunt animals. He also learned the necessary skills for survival, among other things. One day, while Kratos was busy hunting, he was attacked by bandits. The moment he saw one of them, he bolted into the forest. After he ran a few miles, Kratos lost the bandits. Unfortunately for him, he was lost. Using the skills he had earned, Jayden survived in the forest for months, until he finally found his village. Only to find that those bandits had taken over the village. He saw dozens of bandits. Having no other choice, Kratos left the village and the forest. In search of another place to settle.
FUS RO DAH!!!!!!
The fact you even said something as stupid as that...
No. Just no.
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IGN:likeafox12345
Age:13
Role-Play Exp.:a lot
Why Us:becuse bset two game in the wirld
Time You Can Dedicate:10 hours
IC
Name:fox
Race:Usa can soell good
Gender:male
Age:13
Appearance:
Fears:spiders
Personality:things
Occupation:USA
Skills:bliuding and fighting
Nickname (Optional):FOX
RP Example (Add Dialogue):italin
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):a fox that can talk and know his ways around think and opicst no mod can kill me
Yo dawg I put a quote in a quote so you can quote quotes while you quote.
If its needed I can change my name? because my rp name Is Shane Blackheart
I could change it if its a problem
OOC
IGN:Tristanrobinson1
Age:18
Role-Play Exp.: I have Played on [Hero-craft,Legendary-Craft,Medieval-Lords,Age-of-Vohemas]
Why Us: I enjoy the game skyrim and minecraft seems like a good and fun idea to bring the two together and hope i can play soon
Time You Can Dedicate:3-4 hours daily
IC
Name: Tristan
Race: Dunmer-(Dark-elf)
Gender: Male
Age: 40
Appearance:tall, Lean but muscular, White hair but a clean shaved face, only distinctive markings is a red scar running down his left side. Blood read eyes, dark skinned
Fears: His fears are Drowning, and dark tight places
Personality: calm and peacefully will step back and let things handle themselves out usually but if he does jump in over 40 years of experience kicks in and he is a ferocious warrior
Occupation: Traveler
Skills: Bow, One hand, Speech, assassination.
Nickname (Optional):Tristan
RP Example (Add Dialogue): The man opened the doors eager to get out of the pouring rain. Inside the Inn was full of joy he smiled to himself as he walked over to a empty table and sat down stretching his weary legs. A movement caught his eye and he looked up to see the Inn keeper walking towards him. "Hello Miss how are you" The Women taken aback at his kindness asked "good what will you be having" He replied "wine alto if you have and bread" She nodded and walked towards the cellars. While this was happening he stood up and walked to the fire where young warriors were swapping stories They all looked up and nodded respectfully as he came over save for one young lad who had had a bit to much to drink that night. "What about you geezer he chuckled got a story to tell?" His friends about to whack him over the head for being so rude But the old make laughed and replied "ay I do It is a long one tho so you best get comfortable"
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): It was a long time ago when in a small House on the outskirts of Morrowind I was born. My family was not rich but we did not worry about food or clothing.I grew up in a world of magic and fighting for the war was at its hardest. We did not get to choose our path it was chosen for us. At the age of 10 we learned to fight and to kill at the age of 15 we fought. My village was aligned with the storm cloaks so most of the time we raided caravans or burned houses. But then the dragons came and out men were used to fight all the foul creatures that stirred with the dragons. We never fought them for that meant death but we saw them plenty enough on out travels. We left the dragons to the dragon born. So for most of my life i fought weather it was in the revolution or against the beasts of Skyrim. Finally when the war ended we were free, When the dragon born killed Alduin we could choose our paths. But we were not truly free one can not go from a warrior to planting fiends the horror and the thrill stays. So i decided to see the world and become a man of hire. So i travel Skyrim seeing amazing things forgotten by many and i fight things that most push off as myth or legend I am older that I would wish but that is my tale" Now buy this old man a drink would you after such a story my throat tends to be dry"
Fus Ro Dah!
....9ths time the charm... i hope :sad.gif:
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Age:15
Role-Play Exp.:little to none but im a quick learner
Why Us:this looks like an awesome server and i really want to try it out
Time You Can Dedicate:i can play everyday
IC
Name:Kratos
Race:imperial
Gender:male
Age: 21
Appearance:medium hoeght,blonde mohawk,blonde medium length goatee.
Fears: being rejected
Personality: out going, athletic
Occupation:Blacksmith
Skills: hunting(very skilled)
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue): ):*After weeks of traveling Kratos stumbles upon a village*
Guard: Who goes there? And what business do you have with our town.
Me: My name is Kratos. I have stumbled upon your village after traveling for quite some time. I am looking for a place to settle.
Guard: You may enter.
Me: One more thing. Can you tell me where the nearest inn is?
Guard: Follow the road, then turn left on the big willow tree.
Me: Thank you.
* Kratos enters the village *
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Kratos grew up in a small, isolated village, in the middle of the forest. He was a well-behaved, diligent young boy. He had no mother, for she died of an unknown illness when Kratos was only a toddler. Since his village only survived off nature, Kratos learned which berries and herbs were edible, and which berries were poisonous. His father also taught him how to wield a bow, and how to hunt animals. He also learned the necessary skills for survival, among other things. One day, while Kratos was busy hunting, he was attacked by bandits. The moment he saw one of them, he bolted into the forest. After he ran a few miles, Kratos lost the bandits. Unfortunately for him, he was lost. Using the skills he had earned, Jayden survived in the forest for months, until he finally found his village. Only to find that those bandits had taken over the village. He saw dozens of bandits. Having no other choice, Kratos left the village and the forest. In search of another place to settle.
FUS RO DAH!!!!!!
3rd repost, hope i get accepted :smile.gif:
Age:15
Role-Play Exp.:little to none but im a quick learner
Why Us:this looks like an awesome server and i really want to try it out
Time You Can Dedicate:i can play everyday
IC
Name:Kratos
Race:imperial
Gender:male
Age: 21
Appearance:medium hoeght,blonde mohawk,blonde medium length goatee.
Fears: being rejected
Personality: out going, athletic
Occupation:Blacksmith
Skills: hunting(very skilled)
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue): ):*After weeks of traveling Kratos stumbles upon a village*
Guard: Who goes there? And what business do you have with our town.
Me: My name is Kratos. I have stumbled upon your village after traveling for quite some time. I am looking for a place to settle.
Guard: You may enter.
Me: One more thing. Can you tell me where the nearest inn is?
Guard: Follow the road, then turn left on the big willow tree.
Me: Thank you.
* Kratos enters the village *
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Kratos grew up in a small, isolated village, in the middle of the forest. He was a well-behaved, diligent young boy. He had no mother, for she died of an unknown illness when Kratos was only a toddler. Since his village only survived off nature, Kratos learned which berries and herbs were edible, and which berries were poisonous. His father also taught him how to wield a bow, and how to hunt animals. He also learned the necessary skills for survival, among other things. One day, while Kratos was busy hunting, he was attacked by bandits. The moment he saw one of them, he bolted into the forest. After he ran a few miles, Kratos lost the bandits. Unfortunately for him, he was lost. Using the skills he had earned, Jayden survived in the forest for months, until he finally found his village. Only to find that those bandits had taken over the village. He saw dozens of bandits. Having no other choice, Kratos left the village and the forest. In search of another place to settle.
FUS RO DAH!!!!!!
IGN: drnomercy
Role-Play Exp.: about a year
Why Us: It looks like a good roleplay server I could use as my primary
Time You Can Dedicate: 3-5 hours, more on the weekends
IC
Name: Ethan Tran
Race: Nord
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Appearance: A bit tan, brown eyes, brown hair, height is 5'9, skinny, scar on left arm
Fears: Hauntings, spiders
Personality: Easily angered, easily impressed, hyper, helpful, keeps a grudge
Occupation: Adventurer, travel for work
Skills: Marathon runner, alchemist, enchanter, stealth, medical
Nickname (Optional): Doctor
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Me: *slowly sharpens knife*
Man: I said put it down or your DEAD!
Me: *looks over* Oh! Im sorry...*throws knife to ground*
Man: Get the hell out of my house, what are you doing here anyways?!
Me: Hmm...dont you remember? Dont you remember me...?
Man: *eyes widen* I...Oh my god...
Me: Yes, yes...now you remember?
Man: What...what do you want from me? Just please...dont hurt me.
Me: Aw yes, I need you to give me the truth, now.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
I was born in a small town, in a place far from skyrim. It wasn't the best, but it was quite decent. My mother and father both took care of me well, my father payed the bills, and my mother did her cooking and getting things tooken care of. It was ordinary, it was nice, it wasn't a crazy life. It was like every other kid life. Id work at the farm when I was old enough, and maybe helped my mom clean the house a bit. All was well, all was peaceful. There was few crime, a good system of supplies going, nothing wrong. Everyone had a job, there were no homeless. I, of course, took a job with my dad. I made a few coins, it payed well for my kid needs. It was a normal life.
It wasn't long until our production went down. Our crops started to die, and so did our money. We went down a landslide, and because we went down, everyone went down. Our farm was the big supply of food for our town. Without us, the meat from the hunters wouldn't supply everyone. Time went by, and our money dried up completely. My mum knew I couldn't stay with them because she couldn't support me anymore, so she shipped me off to my uncle in skyrim. That time was a depressing time. When I arrived at my uncles, he was excited to see me, but I wasn't excited to see him. I stormed inside his house, went into the room he gave me, and flew into my bed. Filled with anger, disbelief, and depression, I stayed in my room for 3 weeks.
My uncle would give me some food everyday inside my room, waiting my me to ease off and begin turn back to normal. Finally after those 3 weeks, I got out of bed and walked into the living room. My uncle, in shock, hugged me, knowing that I was finally back, but I wasn't all back. I would go outside and play with the chickens. Pet them, and sometimes get angry with them, knowing they at least had a family stuck together. I wished so much for my mother to take me back, for her to come and see me. My wish didn't come, until now.
1 year later, my uncle sadly told me that I was going to see my mother, back at where I was born. I was confused that he was acting sad, but I put that aside, my head was more excited to see my parents again. As we arrived, I flew off the seat and ran towards our old house. I went for a halt, and saw that there was another family in there. Confused, I looked over to my uncle. He lead me to the graveyard, there sat the graves of my mother and father. When he said we were visiting, he meant visiting their graves. I fell to my knees, my emotions were spinning. He explained to me that they didn't make it on their tough times, that's why they sent you to me. I put my hands on my face, crying with all the emotions coming out. I couldn't believe it, it couldn't be happening. Before, they were so healthy, so happy, it was like if it was yesterday. I slowly walked back, and rode home to skyrim, with my uncle. It was now my all time home, I couldn't say no, I had to stay there.
For once in my life, I was lost. Every single day when I was at my uncles, I sat there in the barn in depression. Plainly staring at the family of animals. Knowing that I lost mine, it was torture. 3 years, 3 years of pain, I had to just sit there and take it all in. My life was plain, I couldn't do anything. Life wasn't worth it, I would think that for 3 whole years. I looked through my stuff, thinking of the memories. I rushed through the boxes, and accidentally droped one of the floor. I cleaned it up, sadly, until I found something. It was a poem. I knew it wasn't from my parents, or anyone else, and I knew it wasn't mine. I looked at it, and saw my name, To: Ethan. Confused, I read the poem. "Loved ones are gone, new ones come back, a man cant live forever, without someone to carry of their back, keep calm, and just sit back, where life will run through, where life will run back". My heart felt like it just exploded. My emotions flew all over the place. For once, after those 3 years, I felt myself coming back. I felt better than ever, I felt alive again.
I lost most of my life into depression, but it was time for me to come back. To do what was right, go back with life. Let it do whatever it wants, just follow it. Finally, I was able to get back on my feet. I hurried out the door, and begun my new life. A life I could finally start, with all the things just smashing together. New ideas, new appearance, a new mind. I felt alive again, the most ive ever been, the best ive ever been.
FUS RO DAH!!
=)
No Colb got rid of a un-regulated "base" bigger than whiterun and Solitude put together. It was my decision to delete it and I take full responsibility for my actions. After spit "voiced his opinion" by calling colb asshat and such it was my call to ban him. I will not be pushed over like Colb was. Colb was and still is a great owner but he has his flaws because he is nice. I will not allow anyone to disrespect athority, if you have something to say, say it to them directly. If anyone has a problem with these actions feel free to message me or post on here with your concerns. If you are having any other question feel free to PM me anytime.
~Sincerely
InsaneArtist
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