Whitelist App -REDONE-
OOC (Out of character)
IGN - Zarrintaj
Age - 15
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - Most likely 2-4 hours a day? Not absolutely sure.
Do you have teamspeak? If not, will you get it? - I do not, and unfortunately, I cannot due to personal reasoning.
Have you read the rules? -
Why do you want to join our server? - It's the only well-qualified good server i've came across.
IC (In character)
Name - Zarrintaj
Race - Human
Age - 31
Gender - Male
RP Example -
*Three men approach the brush, diving into the bushes.*
"Zarrintaj: Alright men, here is how we ambush the convoy."
*Zarrintaj points to the man next to him.*
"I want you to attack the front of the convoy, and.."
*Then points to the other man next to him.*
"You attack the behind, and I'll charge the middle."
*They both nod.*
"Alright, on my count, 1, 2, 3!"
*All three men rush out of the bushes, as they all attack the small orc convoy, arrows being launched at the back and front of it, the orcs having almost a zero chance to even launch a counter-attack.*
"Zarrintaj: Good job men, good job. Another day of success, maybe we can go get ourselves a drink at town."
*The three men smile as they looted the transport, taking their treasures and items along with them as they walk down the road.*
Biography -
Zarrintaj grew up with only a father, out in the great forests of Akantor. His father was a hunter, a very good one too, as with his mother, he never knew, but was told that she died soonly after his birth. Zarrintaj also grew up with his father's skills and traits, perfecting them as much as he can and trying to surpass his father. After many years of training and hunting alongside his father, a group of orcs attacked their home while Zarrintaj was hunting food for his father, he came home to a burning blaze which was beyond anything painful to him. Zarrintaj was forced to abandoned his memory-stained home to find the orcs, which left their mark of power upon his home. After a few months or so, he had walked the lands of the orc camp; Soon, he'd gain his vendetta on the orcs that killed his father. He setup traps along the perimeter of the campgrounds, waiting and watching, finding a time to strike he took it and slain the bastards, he called them, that ruined his life. After a few years of living alone, without a single pleasure to his life, he knew that getting revenge brought him no happiness or satisfaction; life seemed as if it was just a broken window to Zarrintaj. Soon after he discovered that he could once acquire the happiness he had by setting out to start a new life. A new start, a new slate, a new family. And that life, starts here.
Umg guys. Today I got locked outside of my house for three hours. In these three hours I watched a man walk up to park cars and see if they were locked (To try and steal them). I talked to a crack head and walked around my neighborhood..Wtf?
Umg guys. Today I got locked outside of my house for three hours. In these three hours I watched a man walk up to park cars and see if they were locked (To try and steal them). I talked to a crack head and walked around my neighborhood..Wtf?
Whitelist App -REDONE-
OOC (Out of character)
IGN - Zarrintaj
Age - 15
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - Most likely 2-4 hours a day? Not absolutely sure.
Do you have teamspeak? If not, will you get it? - I do not, and unfortunately, I cannot due to personal reasoning.
Have you read the rules? -
Why do you want to join our server? - It's the only well-qualified good server i've came across.
IC (In character)
Name - Zarrintaj
Race - Human
Age - 31
Gender - Male
RP Example -
*Three men approach the brush, diving into the bushes.*
"Zarrintaj: Alright men, here is how we ambush the convoy."
*Zarrintaj points to the man next to him.*
"I want you to attack the front of the convoy, and.."
*Then points to the other man next to him.*
"You attack the behind, and I'll charge the middle."
*They both nod.*
"Alright, on my count, 1, 2, 3!"
*All three men rush out of the bushes, as they all attack the small orc convoy, arrows being launched at the back and front of it, the orcs having almost a zero chance to even launch a counter-attack.*
"Zarrintaj: Good job men, good job. Another day of success, maybe we can go get ourselves a drink at town."
*The three men smile as they looted the transport, taking their treasures and items along with them as they walk down the road.*
Biography -
Zarrintaj grew up with only a father, out in the great forests of Akantor. His father was a hunter, a very good one too, as with his mother, he never knew, but was told that she died soonly after his birth. Zarrintaj also grew up with his father's skills and traits, perfecting them as much as he can and trying to surpass his father. After many years of training and hunting alongside his father, a group of orcs attacked their home while Zarrintaj was hunting food for his father, he came home to a burning blaze which was beyond anything painful to him. Zarrintaj was forced to abandoned his memory-stained home to find the orcs, which left their mark of power upon his home. After a few months or so, he had walked the lands of the orc camp; Soon, he'd gain his vendetta on the orcs that killed his father. He setup traps along the perimeter of the campgrounds, waiting and watching, finding a time to strike he took it and slain the bastards, he called them, that ruined his life. After a few years of living alone, without a single pleasure to his life, he knew that getting revenge brought him no happiness or satisfaction; life seemed as if it was just a broken window to Zarrintaj. Soon after he discovered that he could once acquire the happiness he had by setting out to start a new life. A new start, a new slate, a new family. And that life, starts here.
You are Denied you would be accepted but you app is denied because first off you app is unoriginal secondly you powered gamed by killing a whole camp of orcs one orc can kill a whole camp of humans if anything.
You are Denied you would be accepted but you app is denied because first off you app is unoriginal secondly you powered gamed by killing a whole camp of orcs one orc can kill a whole camp of humans if anything.
Prolly can't take out a whole camp of humans. I mean, if you've got three archers in the back and five melee attackers in front the Orc would be dead, quickly
Im sorry if my history to long... Skip most of it if you want it at start mostly my childhood I cramed as much as i could
OOC: Jayden
IGN: Ciba1234
Name: Plade
IC Age: 19
Race: Wood Elf / Human
Profession: Farmer / Guard
Background: My Name Is Plade and this is my Story...
My parents weren't the common people who roam the land in love they married secret for my Dad was a Elf and my Mother was a Human they were mysterious but supportive many people including their friends hated the idea of marriage for that they traveled at night to a small village where races could live in peace they bought a small hut that was nothing the the house they had in the Town it was a wooden shack with no beds and only a floor to sleep on, because of the village being hidden, no goods such as beds could be delivered my parents loved each other so much that on the 3rd day in the town they made me it was the best and worst mistake in their lives...
My parents were weak and hungry for my mother being pregnant my dad had to get anything that was edible they would find mice and cockroaches and roast them over a pile of smoldering ash mostly raw, would eat before they could taste it.
When my Mother gave birth to me I came out weak and thin barley fed and villagers gave my pieces of bread for hospitality I had the braveness as a human and The Body of my Father, People said I was good at heart I would almost never cry unless something had died, and would giggle if I heard the sound of birds chirping my parents never understood me...
I Grew up hard my parents and I would sleep on the floor sometimes my father had to stay up all night to keep me sitting up for I was so Odd when I was little I would choke on my own spit and people were afraid that if I were to sleep laying down I would die...
I outgrew it quickly but I learned to sleep standing up and had troubles sleeping laying down but once I did my parents finally could take the break off me that they finally deserved when I was 5 I learned that my favorite month of the world was Fall when it was hot as it was cold I picked up all the leaves I could, and made a idea to place all my leaves under my dried pig skin that I found in the wilderness along with a lot of blood I stirred the skin and used it as a bed the village would call me "scooper" for because I had no education I would spend all day picking all the leaves up around the village until my parents sold the idea of how I made beds out of them for a piece of steak and I got out of it the smallest piece
My parents though still treated me fair my father taught me how to aim a bow, how to farm crops, and my mother taught me how to prepare fungi soup and bread even thought I was a weak child my mother taught me how to wield a sword and was better at it then the bow for all my father did was put dandelion dye smeared onto a tree into a target and each time would take now step back and shoot the poorly crafted arrow into the tree over and over and this fighting could have saved my family's life...
When I was 7 my parents and I had a okay life it was simple and was common for me for I lived in it 7 years sleeping on our comfortable leaf beds me and my parents awoke to crying, screams, and the crackling of burning wood our village was getting raided by bandits coming in on warpigs with a torch running a path burning all the homes one by one, the bandits demanded items robbing the village and then slaughtering them, after my parents and I Ran for a small wagon cloaked by foliage, their was only one but we managed to get all of us on it it was a poorly crafted wagon it's wheels we're stone and we only had a piece of steak for all of us once we got there I looked up to see the people I was running with... Weren't my parents...
I was confused, sad, and felt abandoned someone on the wagon asked me where are my parents I said "I don't know..." dry tears dripping down my face as the heat from the fire dehydrated me they said they were going to a city I never heard of since I was born in a life of poor I decided to join them they knew a few people in the town and gave me food the most food I've gotten in my life when I was eating on a plate with my hands tearing ito the food I heard "Were not letting you keep him give his somethings and get him out!" later after 5 days passed I was given 3 loafs of bread a steak some clothes and had the door slammed in my face as the people who I trusted abandoned me....
Its been 3 years I am was 10 living hand to mouth it was a better life than in the village if I could go back though I would imagine the ash would have made the town overgrown besides it was a long journey starving and sleeping I never knew we're I was going, never payed attention the town never could take me in I looked to frail as in I would die on them so they gave me money and food I didn't know what this coin did at the time at the start I thought they were mocking me, throwing shiny stones at me later I learned what it did when a merchant tried to trick me he told me how all these coins were useless but he would trade me it for a piece of bread but quickly another merchant ran to me told me what it really did and gave me bread, steak, and even some milk...
I worked hard I grew up living 7 years more in the town living as the mutt that would sleep on leaves and eat bugs, meat and bread later I saw that with the money I have gathered I could change my life I rented a smallest shack I could find it was surprisingly bigger than the house I. The village I bathed got some clothes that fit and got a job...
I am now 20 living nor poor nor rich I am a normal citizen now... But this is not the end of my story....
This I just the beginning...
Srry I can't put skeleton I use iPad plus spellcheck bad so Srry for any mistakesPs my last name gurr and I am I big fan of gir I know it doesn't help just sayin
Im sorry if my history to long... Skip most of it if you want it at start mostly my childhood I cramed as much as i could
OOC: Jayden
IGN: Ciba1234
Name: Plade
IC Age: 19
Race: Wood Elf / Human
Profession: Farmer / Guard
Background: My Name Is Plade and this is my Story...
My parents weren't the common people who roam the land in love they married secret for my Dad was a Elf and my Mother was a Human they were mysterious but supportive many people including their friends hated the idea of marriage for that they traveled at night to a small village where races could live in peace they bought a small hut that was nothing the the house they had in the Town it was a wooden shack with no beds and only a floor to sleep on, because of the village being hidden, no goods such as beds could be delivered my parents loved each other so much that on the 3rd day in the town they made me it was the best and worst mistake in their lives...
My parents were weak and hungry for my mother being pregnant my dad had to get anything that was edible they would find mice and cockroaches and roast them over a pile of smoldering ash mostly raw, would eat before they could taste it.
When my Mother gave birth to me I came out weak and thin barley fed and villagers gave my pieces of bread for hospitality I had the braveness as a human and The Body of my Father, People said I was good at heart I would almost never cry unless something had died, and would giggle if I heard the sound of birds chirping my parents never understood me...
I Grew up hard my parents and I would sleep on the floor sometimes my father had to stay up all night to keep me sitting up for I was so Odd when I was little I would choke on my own spit and people were afraid that if I were to sleep laying down I would die...
I outgrew it quickly but I learned to sleep standing up and had troubles sleeping laying down but once I did my parents finally could take the break off me that they finally deserved when I was 5 I learned that my favorite month of the world was Fall when it was hot as it was cold I picked up all the leaves I could, and made a idea to place all my leaves under my dried pig skin that I found in the wilderness along with a lot of blood I stirred the skin and used it as a bed the village would call me "scooper" for because I had no education I would spend all day picking all the leaves up around the village until my parents sold the idea of how I made beds out of them for a piece of steak and I got out of it the smallest piece
My parents though still treated me fair my father taught me how to aim a bow, how to farm crops, and my mother taught me how to prepare fungi soup and bread even thought I was a weak child my mother taught me how to wield a sword and was better at it then the bow for all my father did was put dandelion dye smeared onto a tree into a target and each time would take now step back and shoot the poorly crafted arrow into the tree over and over and this fighting could have saved my family's life...
When I was 7 my parents and I had a okay life it was simple and was common for me for I lived in it 7 years sleeping on our comfortable leaf beds me and my parents awoke to crying, screams, and the crackling of burning wood our village was getting raided by bandits coming in on warpigs with a torch running a path burning all the homes one by one, the bandits demanded items robbing the village and then slaughtering them, after my parents and I Ran for a small wagon cloaked by foliage, their was only one but we managed to get all of us on it it was a poorly crafted wagon it's wheels we're stone and we only had a piece of steak for all of us once we got there I looked up to see the people I was running with... Weren't my parents...
I was confused, sad, and felt abandoned someone on the wagon asked me where are my parents I said "I don't know..." dry tears dripping down my face as the heat from the fire dehydrated me they said they were going to a city I never heard of since I was born in a life of poor I decided to join them they knew a few people in the town and gave me food the most food I've gotten in my life when I was eating on a plate with my hands tearing ito the food I heard "Were not letting you keep him give his somethings and get him out!" later after 5 days passed I was given 3 loafs of bread a steak some clothes and had the door slammed in my face as the people who I trusted abandoned me....
Its been 3 years I am was 10 living hand to mouth it was a better life than in the village if I could go back though I would imagine the ash would have made the town overgrown besides it was a long journey starving and sleeping I never knew we're I was going, never payed attention the town never could take me in I looked to frail as in I would die on them so they gave me money and food I didn't know what this coin did at the time at the start I thought they were mocking me, throwing shiny stones at me later I learned what it did when a merchant tried to trick me he told me how all these coins were useless but he would trade me it for a piece of bread but quickly another merchant ran to me told me what it really did and gave me bread, steak, and even some milk...
I worked hard I grew up living 7 years more in the town living as the mutt that would sleep on leaves and eat bugs, meat and bread later I saw that with the money I have gathered I could change my life I rented a smallest shack I could find it was surprisingly bigger than the house I. The village I bathed got some clothes that fit and got a job...
I am now 20 living nor poor nor rich I am a normal citizen now... But this is not the end of my story....
This I just the beginning...
Srry I can't put skeleton I use iPad plus spellcheck bad so Srry for any mistakes
Ps my last name gurr and I am I big fan of gir I know it doesn't help just sayin
I love your backstory, your story is great! Use the right format, please.
Im sorry if my history to long... Skip most of it if you want it at start mostly my childhood I cramed as much as i could
OOC: Jayden
IGN: Ciba1234
Name: Plade
IC Age: 19
Race: Wood Elf / Human
Profession: Farmer / Guard
Background: My Name Is Plade and this is my Story...
My parents weren't the common people who roam the land in love they married secret for my Dad was a Elf and my Mother was a Human they were mysterious but supportive many people including their friends hated the idea of marriage for that they traveled at night to a small village where races could live in peace they bought a small hut that was nothing the the house they had in the Town it was a wooden shack with no beds and only a floor to sleep on, because of the village being hidden, no goods such as beds could be delivered my parents loved each other so much that on the 3rd day in the town they made me it was the best and worst mistake in their lives...
My parents were weak and hungry for my mother being pregnant my dad had to get anything that was edible they would find mice and cockroaches and roast them over a pile of smoldering ash mostly raw, would eat before they could taste it.
When my Mother gave birth to me I came out weak and thin barley fed and villagers gave my pieces of bread for hospitality I had the braveness as a human and The Body of my Father, People said I was good at heart I would almost never cry unless something had died, and would giggle if I heard the sound of birds chirping my parents never understood me...
I Grew up hard my parents and I would sleep on the floor sometimes my father had to stay up all night to keep me sitting up for I was so Odd when I was little I would choke on my own spit and people were afraid that if I were to sleep laying down I would die...
I outgrew it quickly but I learned to sleep standing up and had troubles sleeping laying down but once I did my parents finally could take the break off me that they finally deserved when I was 5 I learned that my favorite month of the world was Fall when it was hot as it was cold I picked up all the leaves I could, and made a idea to place all my leaves under my dried pig skin that I found in the wilderness along with a lot of blood I stirred the skin and used it as a bed the village would call me "scooper" for because I had no education I would spend all day picking all the leaves up around the village until my parents sold the idea of how I made beds out of them for a piece of steak and I got out of it the smallest piece
My parents though still treated me fair my father taught me how to aim a bow, how to farm crops, and my mother taught me how to prepare fungi soup and bread even thought I was a weak child my mother taught me how to wield a sword and was better at it then the bow for all my father did was put dandelion dye smeared onto a tree into a target and each time would take now step back and shoot the poorly crafted arrow into the tree over and over and this fighting could have saved my family's life...
When I was 7 my parents and I had a okay life it was simple and was common for me for I lived in it 7 years sleeping on our comfortable leaf beds me and my parents awoke to crying, screams, and the crackling of burning wood our village was getting raided by bandits coming in on warpigs with a torch running a path burning all the homes one by one, the bandits demanded items robbing the village and then slaughtering them, after my parents and I Ran for a small wagon cloaked by foliage, their was only one but we managed to get all of us on it it was a poorly crafted wagon it's wheels we're stone and we only had a piece of steak for all of us once we got there I looked up to see the people I was running with... Weren't my parents...
I was confused, sad, and felt abandoned someone on the wagon asked me where are my parents I said "I don't know..." dry tears dripping down my face as the heat from the fire dehydrated me they said they were going to a city I never heard of since I was born in a life of poor I decided to join them they knew a few people in the town and gave me food the most food I've gotten in my life when I was eating on a plate with my hands tearing ito the food I heard "Were not letting you keep him give his somethings and get him out!" later after 5 days passed I was given 3 loafs of bread a steak some clothes and had the door slammed in my face as the people who I trusted abandoned me....
Its been 3 years I am was 10 living hand to mouth it was a better life than in the village if I could go back though I would imagine the ash would have made the town overgrown besides it was a long journey starving and sleeping I never knew we're I was going, never payed attention the town never could take me in I looked to frail as in I would die on them so they gave me money and food I didn't know what this coin did at the time at the start I thought they were mocking me, throwing shiny stones at me later I learned what it did when a merchant tried to trick me he told me how all these coins were useless but he would trade me it for a piece of bread but quickly another merchant ran to me told me what it really did and gave me bread, steak, and even some milk...
I worked hard I grew up living 7 years more in the town living as the mutt that would sleep on leaves and eat bugs, meat and bread later I saw that with the money I have gathered I could change my life I rented a smallest shack I could find it was surprisingly bigger than the house I. The village I bathed got some clothes that fit and got a job...
I am now 20 living nor poor nor rich I am a normal citizen now... But this is not the end of my story....
This I just the beginning...
Srry I can't put skeleton I use iPad plus spellcheck bad so Srry for any mistakes
Ps my last name gurr and I am I big fan of gir I know it doesn't help just sayin
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Wrong format buddy love it but please use right format.
Whitelist App OOC (Out of character) IGN -TobTrev Age -14 Time you can dedicate to server weekly - well usually during the weekends and some weekdays Do you have teamspeak? If not, will you get it? - yes, im getting it Have you read the rules? - yes i have read the rules Why do you want to join our server? -cause it is rp and i like rpg stuff alot.
IC (In character) Name -Eranor Race -elf Age -23 Gender -male
RP example - A young swordsman/marksman in training Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - I was a young child before i heard of Akantor and wanted to explore the realm so i decided to take a ship there as fast as i could, little did i know my ship would get caught in a terrible storm and i drifted back out into the seas. i landed on a large island full of my elven brothers. My time on the island proved worthy and they taught me many skills in which i will use in the World Of Akantor.
Whitelist App OOC (Out of character) IGN -TobTrev Age -14 Time you can dedicate to server weekly - well usually during the weekends and some weekdays Do you have teamspeak? If not, will you get it? - yes, im getting it Have you read the rules? - yes i have read the rules Why do you want to join our server? -cause it is rp and i like rpg stuff alot.
IC (In character) Name -Eranor Race -elf Age -23 Gender -male
RP example - A young swordsman/marksman in training Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - I was a young child before i heard of Akantor and wanted to explore the realm so i decided to take a ship there as fast as i could, little did i know my ship would get caught in a terrible storm and i drifted back out into the seas. i landed on a large island full of my elven brothers. My time on the island proved worthy and they taught me many skills in which i will use in the World Of Akantor.
Hello, TobTrev. Sadly, I am going to have to deny your application because, for one. You have not read the rules, your RP example was not done correctly and your Biography had little to do with your character. Tell me more about the lands that you came from, what was it like? Why did you move to Akantor? How did you make it to Akantor and what happened once you got there?
For the moment, you are denied. Revise and edit your application and repost it, thank you!
OOC (Out of character) IGN -TobTrev Age -14 Time you can dedicate to server weekly -i can be on most of the time, except when i have football practices. Do you have teamspeak? If not, will you get it? - i will probably get it Have you read the rules? - Why do you want to join our server? -Cause i love rp servers alot and i've only been on one before a long time ago.
IC (In character) Name -Etheram Race -Human Age -23 Gender -male
RP example -A young adventurer who has a major thirst for adventure. Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Born in Rivendale i grew and was trained to become a farmer, being bored of this and wanting adventure i seeked new lands, and the first adventure i had was when i went through an arrow trap and took an arrow through the nee.I am now over the wound and am off for adventure in Akantor, to seek new friends and win riches!!!
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very sorry my bad I didn't whitelist you IGN?
BUMP!
My IGN is my Minecraft forum name: KAllan989
OOC (Out of character)
IGN - Zarrintaj
Age - 15
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - Most likely 2-4 hours a day? Not absolutely sure.
Do you have teamspeak? If not, will you get it? - I do not, and unfortunately, I cannot due to personal reasoning.
Have you read the rules? -
Why do you want to join our server? - It's the only well-qualified good server i've came across.
IC (In character)
Name - Zarrintaj
Race - Human
Age - 31
Gender - Male
RP Example -
*Three men approach the brush, diving into the bushes.*
"Zarrintaj: Alright men, here is how we ambush the convoy."
*Zarrintaj points to the man next to him.*
"I want you to attack the front of the convoy, and.."
*Then points to the other man next to him.*
"You attack the behind, and I'll charge the middle."
*They both nod.*
"Alright, on my count, 1, 2, 3!"
*All three men rush out of the bushes, as they all attack the small orc convoy, arrows being launched at the back and front of it, the orcs having almost a zero chance to even launch a counter-attack.*
"Zarrintaj: Good job men, good job. Another day of success, maybe we can go get ourselves a drink at town."
*The three men smile as they looted the transport, taking their treasures and items along with them as they walk down the road.*
Biography -
Zarrintaj grew up with only a father, out in the great forests of Akantor. His father was a hunter, a very good one too, as with his mother, he never knew, but was told that she died soonly after his birth. Zarrintaj also grew up with his father's skills and traits, perfecting them as much as he can and trying to surpass his father. After many years of training and hunting alongside his father, a group of orcs attacked their home while Zarrintaj was hunting food for his father, he came home to a burning blaze which was beyond anything painful to him. Zarrintaj was forced to abandoned his memory-stained home to find the orcs, which left their mark of power upon his home. After a few months or so, he had walked the lands of the orc camp; Soon, he'd gain his vendetta on the orcs that killed his father. He setup traps along the perimeter of the campgrounds, waiting and watching, finding a time to strike he took it and slain the bastards, he called them, that ruined his life. After a few years of living alone, without a single pleasure to his life, he knew that getting revenge brought him no happiness or satisfaction; life seemed as if it was just a broken window to Zarrintaj. Soon after he discovered that he could once acquire the happiness he had by setting out to start a new life. A new start, a new slate, a new family. And that life, starts here.
Sounds like fun.
You are Denied you would be accepted but you app is denied because first off you app is unoriginal secondly you powered gamed by killing a whole camp of orcs one orc can kill a whole camp of humans if anything.
Prolly can't take out a whole camp of humans. I mean, if you've got three archers in the back and five melee attackers in front the Orc would be dead, quickly
Yeah, It was pretty fun. Smoked some of dat rock with the Crack head, too!
Im sorry if my history to long... Skip most of it if you want it at start mostly my childhood I cramed as much as i could
OOC: Jayden
IGN: Ciba1234
Name: Plade
IC Age: 19
Race: Wood Elf / Human
Profession: Farmer / Guard
Background: My Name Is Plade and this is my Story...
My parents weren't the common people who roam the land in love they married secret for my Dad was a Elf and my Mother was a Human they were mysterious but supportive many people including their friends hated the idea of marriage for that they traveled at night to a small village where races could live in peace they bought a small hut that was nothing the the house they had in the Town it was a wooden shack with no beds and only a floor to sleep on, because of the village being hidden, no goods such as beds could be delivered my parents loved each other so much that on the 3rd day in the town they made me it was the best and worst mistake in their lives...
My parents were weak and hungry for my mother being pregnant my dad had to get anything that was edible they would find mice and cockroaches and roast them over a pile of smoldering ash mostly raw, would eat before they could taste it.
When my Mother gave birth to me I came out weak and thin barley fed and villagers gave my pieces of bread for hospitality I had the braveness as a human and The Body of my Father, People said I was good at heart I would almost never cry unless something had died, and would giggle if I heard the sound of birds chirping my parents never understood me...
I Grew up hard my parents and I would sleep on the floor sometimes my father had to stay up all night to keep me sitting up for I was so Odd when I was little I would choke on my own spit and people were afraid that if I were to sleep laying down I would die...
I outgrew it quickly but I learned to sleep standing up and had troubles sleeping laying down but once I did my parents finally could take the break off me that they finally deserved when I was 5 I learned that my favorite month of the world was Fall when it was hot as it was cold I picked up all the leaves I could, and made a idea to place all my leaves under my dried pig skin that I found in the wilderness along with a lot of blood I stirred the skin and used it as a bed the village would call me "scooper" for because I had no education I would spend all day picking all the leaves up around the village until my parents sold the idea of how I made beds out of them for a piece of steak and I got out of it the smallest piece
My parents though still treated me fair my father taught me how to aim a bow, how to farm crops, and my mother taught me how to prepare fungi soup and bread even thought I was a weak child my mother taught me how to wield a sword and was better at it then the bow for all my father did was put dandelion dye smeared onto a tree into a target and each time would take now step back and shoot the poorly crafted arrow into the tree over and over and this fighting could have saved my family's life...
When I was 7 my parents and I had a okay life it was simple and was common for me for I lived in it 7 years sleeping on our comfortable leaf beds me and my parents awoke to crying, screams, and the crackling of burning wood our village was getting raided by bandits coming in on warpigs with a torch running a path burning all the homes one by one, the bandits demanded items robbing the village and then slaughtering them, after my parents and I Ran for a small wagon cloaked by foliage, their was only one but we managed to get all of us on it it was a poorly crafted wagon it's wheels we're stone and we only had a piece of steak for all of us once we got there I looked up to see the people I was running with... Weren't my parents...
I was confused, sad, and felt abandoned someone on the wagon asked me where are my parents I said "I don't know..." dry tears dripping down my face as the heat from the fire dehydrated me they said they were going to a city I never heard of since I was born in a life of poor I decided to join them they knew a few people in the town and gave me food the most food I've gotten in my life when I was eating on a plate with my hands tearing ito the food I heard "Were not letting you keep him give his somethings and get him out!" later after 5 days passed I was given 3 loafs of bread a steak some clothes and had the door slammed in my face as the people who I trusted abandoned me....
Its been 3 years I am was 10 living hand to mouth it was a better life than in the village if I could go back though I would imagine the ash would have made the town overgrown besides it was a long journey starving and sleeping I never knew we're I was going, never payed attention the town never could take me in I looked to frail as in I would die on them so they gave me money and food I didn't know what this coin did at the time at the start I thought they were mocking me, throwing shiny stones at me later I learned what it did when a merchant tried to trick me he told me how all these coins were useless but he would trade me it for a piece of bread but quickly another merchant ran to me told me what it really did and gave me bread, steak, and even some milk...
I worked hard I grew up living 7 years more in the town living as the mutt that would sleep on leaves and eat bugs, meat and bread later I saw that with the money I have gathered I could change my life I rented a smallest shack I could find it was surprisingly bigger than the house I. The village I bathed got some clothes that fit and got a job...
I am now 20 living nor poor nor rich I am a normal citizen now... But this is not the end of my story....
This I just the beginning...
Srry I can't put skeleton I use iPad plus spellcheck bad so Srry for any mistakesPs my last name gurr and I am I big fan of gir I know it doesn't help just sayin
I love your backstory, your story is great! Use the right format, please.
Wrong format buddy love it but please use right format.
OOC (Out of character)
IGN -TobTrev
Age -14
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - well usually during the weekends and some weekdays
Do you have teamspeak? If not, will you get it? - yes, im getting it
Have you read the rules? - yes i have read the rules
Why do you want to join our server? -cause it is rp and i like rpg stuff alot.
IC (In character)
Name -Eranor
Race -elf
Age -23
Gender -male
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - I was a young child before i heard of Akantor and wanted to explore the realm so i decided to take a ship there as fast as i could, little did i know my ship would get caught in a terrible storm and i drifted back out into the seas. i landed on a large island full of my elven brothers. My time on the island proved worthy and they taught me many skills in which i will use in the World Of Akantor.
Hello, TobTrev. Sadly, I am going to have to deny your application because, for one. You have not read the rules, your RP example was not done correctly and your Biography had little to do with your character. Tell me more about the lands that you came from, what was it like? Why did you move to Akantor? How did you make it to Akantor and what happened once you got there?
For the moment, you are denied. Revise and edit your application and repost it, thank you!
IGN -TobTrev
Age -14
Time you can dedicate to server weekly -i can be on most of the time, except when i have football practices.
Do you have teamspeak? If not, will you get it? - i will probably get it
Have you read the rules? -
Why do you want to join our server? -Cause i love rp servers alot and i've only been on one before a long time ago.
IC (In character)
Name -Etheram
Race -Human
Age -23
Gender -male
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Born in Rivendale i grew and was trained to become a farmer, being bored of this and wanting adventure i seeked new lands, and the first adventure i had was when i went through an arrow trap and took an arrow through the nee.I am now over the wound and am off for adventure in Akantor, to seek new friends and win riches!!!