Dunmel Island is no ordinary RPG server. But you've all heard that a million times. So let me convince you that we're different. The Dunmel Island server is actually set on the archipelago of Montvonde -- several large regions of snow, ice, forest, sand, rock, and grass. Unlike the original Dunmel Island, Montvonde has never been populated. It is sparsely covered in new civilization, people from around the globe looking to find solace, supremacy, or salute.
Explore chasms and caverns below ground, or hike the massive mountain peaks the likes of which you have never seen. Look for trouble in the Rivermouth swamp, or test your luck with the slippery glaciers in the northern Rels. Trek out Delver Valley, and move south to the Equalon desert wastes -- where the dark god Nathura spends his afternoons.
Of course, the map is not everything to boast. With a low player cap, Dunmel makes it a point to give each player the proper attention. I equally hate when I'm on an RPG server and nobody can even see my messages amidst the storm.
The only people to eventually become moderators must stay with the server and prove trustworthy and honest. You can see what we're about by going to the Outlook section, and you can see our lore in the Lore section. Furthermore, our beginning narrative in below.
-NARRATIVE-
"Nothing," said Caesar Marcium gently. He slid the long oars into the hooked oarlocks and laced his fingers over the side.
"What do you mean, 'nothing'?" asked Parnassus irritably. He was still rowing. The humidity was getting to him. They had pulled into the bay nearly an hour ago. The river was narrowing.
Caesar stretched. "No civilization. It makes Dunmel look like a cosmopolitan wonderland. Here, everything is so... pristine."
Parnassus took a moment to study the land. They were drifting in to a canal between a desert and a squat, lush forest. In the northwest, a massive mountain range loomed. "Not much to behold."
"Just think," mused Caesar. "This place has no gods nor people. Its history is entirely green, blue, white, and gray nature."
Fantastic," grumbled Parnassus. "You could help rowing."
"I could," said Caesar blithely. "let's call this place Montvonde. A bit of mountain and the good old Dunmel vonde."
They beached the boat on a sandbar and saw only possibility and opportunity. It was enough for anyone.
-OUTLOOK-
Dunmel is all about role play and freedom. You can be an explorer, an assassin, bandit, mage, werewolf, werhinoceros, fallen god, or even a member of the mysterious Thauver. You can become a Byasvonde legionnaire, a Bloodreath wanderer, or a Republique warrior. Become an alchemist in RiffenCavin city, or a miner for the Guardian Angels. The possibilities are endless.
-LORE-
Montvonde island has a deep history. As it was, Caesar was incorrect. Roughly three thousand years ago a civilization called Alasantine ruled the Montvonde archipelago. It was a sour kingdom, ruled by corrupted monarchs and it was worked by slaves. Yet it was sprawling, and it lasted longer than the Roman Empire.
The evil so daily committed by this nation did not go unnoticed by Alasantine's chief god, Orel. Orel decided alone that he was to strike down the nation. And so he did.
For five days death washed up on Montvonde's shores. Plague literally ripped through cities, and revenants and wraiths tore through the bodies of the living. After a week, Alasantine was finished. Orel was not done. To destroy every remnant of civilization, he sacrificed his very life force to wipe clean the land. And all was done.
Now, three thousand years later, people are washing up on empty shores, searching for a new life. And they have found it.
-WAY TO PLAY-
There are two ways to play Dunmel.
1. Apply on this very page, therefore playing as an immigrant from other places. You are alone at first, and are free to do whatever you wish.
2. Apply on our Nations post, where you can choose a nation that you can join. Joining a nation gets you more benefits, and if that faction is an ally of Byasvonde, we will supply you with provisions periodically. Get more details by clicking the fancy blue word "Nations".
-RULES-
These rules are malleable. But break them one too many times will result in your ban. So read them carefully.
1. Absolutely no sexism or racism. Breaking this will result in an instant ban.
2. Do not destroy without reason. However, if you're destroying a faction's base and they've wronged you somehow, you're free to pay them back as you wish.
3. Put the words "To Montvonde I come" in your whitelist application. It's the only real way to get on the server.
4. Respect your superiors. Badmouthing an admin could lead to lightning splitting your mortal skull.
5. No cheats or hacks of any kind. I personally will track you down and ban you from the face of the Earth. Screwing up your own experience on the server is something you can prevent, amazingly.
6. Faction names and RP names need to be lore friendly. As you scroll down, you'll notice the first comment is by "epic_is_my_midlle_name". He is a moron, as he did not put the phrase in his application and he did not follow any lore rules. Do not be like him. Shun him.
-WHITELIST APPLICATION FORMAT-
Minecraft Username:
Roleplay Name:
Age (In Real Life):
Age (Ingame):
Reason to play:
Character Story:
-LOCATIONS-
Visit our blog here! It has updates every few days, and it's a good way of keeping up with events.
Here is our Nations post, PLEASE CHECK IT OUT. You can visit our website here.
You can see our BRAND NEW and OFFICIAL texture pack with the link below.
IGN: ratata
Age: 12 (Very mature, give me a chance) 21
Roleplay Name: Katrin Cudilius
Reason: I like to roleplay, along with playing with other people, and I also like to build too. This server also sounds fun too. "I come to Dunmel"
Plans: A kingdom, or just adventuring.
Character Backstory:
Katrin, as a young boy, was hated by the other children. He was beat up, ignored, and spit on. For the thing's he suffered in he went into battle school when he was old enough. He learned the art's of the bow and arrow, along side the ways of a sword. He learned what to wear with the certain weapons, and the tactics of battle. The battle masters were amazed by his skill in this art, they gave him a scholar ship in Advanced Battle School. This is where he starts off.
IGN: Crazy_Ninja7 Age: 14 IRL, 27 RP
Roleplay Name: Tullis Azrath Reason: I have been looking for a good roleplay, but is still fairly small, so I can be known as someone, unlike the huge ones where no-one even notices you. Plans: Hopefully to become a well known person, and an important one in the world of Dunmel Island Character Backstory: Tullis is an excellent swordsman, as his father was a soldier in a king's army from a far away land. He came from a boat in search of the island of Dunmel, where he hopes to become someone known.
Origamikiller, Crazy_Ninja7, and ratata were added to the whitelist.
Good luck in the battle arts, Katrin, and I wish Tullis Azrath in his endeavors on Dunmel Island. And always watch out for Alexander Shizuki; you never know when he will come.
To Origamikiller: I was inspired by Illiac Isle, and yes, we are serious.
Sadly for odhran10, he was not included because he did not read the rules and none of the lore or names was lore-friendly. I'm giving you another chance, so you can reread the rules and reply accordingly.
Another Note:
The server is not yet fully re-acquainted from my old server, Reliabilitee. It IS up, but at the moment I'm re-adjusting it to the RPG theme, and we are getting a new world, created by hand with WorldPainter.
Designing a new world with WorldPainter, and it's gonna be MASSIVE. HUGE. GIANT. So the server'll be down as I said before. It also has an error where normal players cannot destroy blocks. Any insight?
Reason: For the past two years i've played Minecraft, I could never find a RPG server that suited me. This one although, seems very interesting, and I hope I love this server.
Plans: Neal plans to create his own Trading Company. Buy and sell any and everything. He also hopes he can one day settle down, and build a home around the Trading Post, where others can live too. Somewhere peaceful, and cut out from the rest of the island.
Character Backstory: As a boy, Neal was always helping. His father, a miner, wasn't home often, but when he did come home, he came bearing gifts for Neal. He loved his father, and if Neal was lucky, his father took him down into the mines so Neal could help out. While Neal wasn't down in the mines, he was above ground helping his mother. Making repairs on the house, cleaning, and playing with the other children in the village. Neal was quite the dreamer, he wanted to make it big, have lots of money, and own just about everything. He wanted to make a Trading Post, where anyone could come along, trade what needed to be traded, and go along with their lives, with enough coin in his and their pockets. His father shot down the idea, but Neal stuck to it. Since the age of 10, Neal's been saving money since then, and hopes one day he can start.
As Neal grew older, he came more and more interested in combat. He crafted himself a wooden bow, arrows, and swords. When his father came home, they would spar until they couldn't handle any more bruises. He's now 20, and hopes to get his business going.
I wish Neal Ackerman best fortune in his endeavors, and thanks to Seinrath Devilbreath, we now have a werepyre and a werewolf on the server. Aycardus and fourtailowns were added to the whitelist.
I welcome Geertje123 to give me any information he wishes in a private message (PM).
BULLETIN:
Can we expect Seinrath Devilbreath and Alexander Shizuki to join in the Hunt? Leave it up to them, but there may even be a new faction coming called the Lycantheres, for the werepyres and werewolves out there.
And if we get any mages, I may be compelled to bring MagicSpells back for their using.
Server's up all the time, i am stopped by a stupid bug not letting people join. I am working it out, but i hate making excuses. It's a bug. Message me personally if you need any specific help. Thanks.
I got the latest CraftBukkit for my server, and it is running smoothly. It's updated. Hopefully this means no more conflicts between whitelists. (Two whitelists blanking each other out).
I urge you to try to connect vigorously, so I can see if a connection is even being made.
I got Geertje123 on the server, so I am convinced that the server works properly.
Thank you for your patience. It's what keeps me trying to fix this big production.
Very good work on the camp, Geertje. I'll check it out and I'm glad you're enjoying the server. i put quite a lot of work into it. And when i get into the whitelist, TheVaultDwellerMan will be added.
Yep. When i first made this forum topic, I also made a Wordpress blog. Nobody's been on it, so i think I'll advertise. I add a new post about every few days, and that's where you get all the updates abut the server. Like Operation: Rome, and the DunMains, and things like that.
Here's the link to our blog. http://dunmelserver.wordpress.com/
IGN: pokecutie100
Age: 12 (mature and intelligent for my age) ~ 16
Roleplay Name: Samara "Sammy" Forester
Reason: This Roleplay looks cool and I like what I saw in the screenshots.
Plans: To help protect the inhabitats of Dunmel as best she can.
Character Backstory: As a young girl, Samara lived in a hut in the forest. She was trained to hunt and often brought home food for her family. She brought home lifestock for a farm and grew the wheat herself. samara learned to fight and learned to love nature. She protected her family on trips to town with took a day and a night one way. Eventually her parents gained enough money to moved to the town where it was safer, and Samara was crushed. She begged her parents to be able to go on her own but they denyed her so she decided to run away during the middle of the night. She took a boat to Dunmel that was taking a nightly trip and eventually made it, which is where her journey starts. Still, she misses her parents greatly and hopes thay they are okay.
I come to Dunmel!
IGN: wes_wilson Age: 16, 38 Roleplay Name: Argus Dogvard Reason: I've been looking for a nice rolelayserver that suits me and i feel like it does. I'd love to join and meet some new people and new expeirences. Plans: I'm thinking of making an evil cult that is hidden in the end thriving on the little regiments of the enderman. They would have special powers like teleporting, draiing life from players, and using special delusionary tactics such as blinding, hazing, and freezing Character Backstory: Argus dogvard used to be a simple man at the age of 19. He farmed like most other would in his home town named Driftfeil. his parents were quite simaler -his mom the most- they had relative bone structures, all around 5' 8", and were farmers. his parents would take care of argus, feed him, keep him safe, and most of all make sure he is loved. the unfortunate thing about this is, well he was kidnapped and forced to work for what they call... the RedLegion.
It was all just a normal day, but then the clouds turned a thick shade of blood red. They came from the sky without a word, they either killed or stollen who they thought should live or die. One grabbed poor argus and held him, strugling, but managed to slip out. while he was running he looked around for his parents but what he found was the fact they were pinned to the ground unable to move. The biggest of the attackers came and decapitated them infront of argus himself. The smaller but still buff looking one noticed the man crieing over on his house wall as death and disspair surronded him. The attacker grabbed him and threw him in a cage which was then pulled by nothingness into the sky. When the cage reached over the clouds he was awestriken. Anything and everything was absoluting filled with hatred. the guards pulled him along into a prison. and left him in there to await his certain destiny.
A couple hours later a smaller man came in the prison and started to talk to him. Argus did not hear much as he was still shell shock on the hellbent fact he was kiddnapped while his parents were killed infront of his very eyes. The only things he heard were "redlegion", "Parents", and "join us". Years later he was ready to come up and join the redlegion as the pure hate and dread had bassically hypnotysed him to avenge his parents any way he can. He decided this was the way. whilst in his prinson one day he called for a gurad and asked him to call the warden. He told the warden he wanted to accept his offer, the warden was overjoyed. 2 burly gaurds chained him up and dragged him for miles. when the destination was achieved he was faced toward a man half covered in darkness, he couldnt see his face only certain features. it was almost like his entire body was dragging in light itself.
The man asked argus to step forward, so yet he did. the man asked "are you ready to accept the burden of being a red legion warrior?". Argus, doubtbly, accepted. The man took his hand and argus's hand felt like it had been dipped in acid. He cringed but felt weirdly calm, and has the mans hand rose he said "you now bear the mark of the red legion, use these powers wisely and do not let me down". argus looked down at his hand and the scar was shapped like a dragon surounding the planet whilst crusing it with its foot.
Years later Argus lives his days as a redlegion warrior, death and despair rounding him as he gets closer and closer to his goal... to avenge his parents.
(the red legion are bassically warriors from another world who use a mix of assassins work with magic)
Reason: (Reason to play) A want to play a RPG server that really role-plays.
Plans: (Plans for the server) To meet the love of my life. (In Games)
Character Backstory: (A roleplay backstory) I have been a warrior in other Native groups and now I stumbled here. Last thing I remember I was... I was.. Ughhhh... I think I met this guy Saint and he said BOO and then I am here.... With a scar on my Chest. Now I am looking to have a normal life and find someone that will be next to me my whole life.
Dunmel Island is no ordinary RPG server. But you've all heard that a million times. So let me convince you that we're different. The Dunmel Island server is actually set on the archipelago of Montvonde -- several large regions of snow, ice, forest, sand, rock, and grass. Unlike the original Dunmel Island, Montvonde has never been populated. It is sparsely covered in new civilization, people from around the globe looking to find solace, supremacy, or salute.
Explore chasms and caverns below ground, or hike the massive mountain peaks the likes of which you have never seen. Look for trouble in the Rivermouth swamp, or test your luck with the slippery glaciers in the northern Rels. Trek out Delver Valley, and move south to the Equalon desert wastes -- where the dark god Nathura spends his afternoons.
Of course, the map is not everything to boast. With a low player cap, Dunmel makes it a point to give each player the proper attention. I equally hate when I'm on an RPG server and nobody can even see my messages amidst the storm.
The only people to eventually become moderators must stay with the server and prove trustworthy and honest. You can see what we're about by going to the Outlook section, and you can see our lore in the Lore section. Furthermore, our beginning narrative in below.
Age: 12 (Very mature, give me a chance) 21
Roleplay Name: Katrin Cudilius
Reason: I like to roleplay, along with playing with other people, and I also like to build too. This server also sounds fun too. "I come to Dunmel"
Plans: A kingdom, or just adventuring.
Character Backstory:
Katrin, as a young boy, was hated by the other children. He was beat up, ignored, and spit on. For the thing's he suffered in he went into battle school when he was old enough. He learned the art's of the bow and arrow, along side the ways of a sword. He learned what to wear with the certain weapons, and the tactics of battle. The battle masters were amazed by his skill in this art, they gave him a scholar ship in Advanced Battle School. This is where he starts off.
Age: 14 IRL, 27 RP
Roleplay Name: Tullis Azrath
Reason: I have been looking for a good roleplay, but is still fairly small, so I can be known as someone, unlike the huge ones where no-one even notices you.
Plans: Hopefully to become a well known person, and an important one in the world of Dunmel Island
Character Backstory: Tullis is an excellent swordsman, as his father was a soldier in a king's army from a far away land. He came from a boat in search of the island of Dunmel, where he hopes to become someone known.
Good luck in the battle arts, Katrin, and I wish Tullis Azrath in his endeavors on Dunmel Island. And always watch out for Alexander Shizuki; you never know when he will come.
To Origamikiller: I was inspired by Illiac Isle, and yes, we are serious.
Sadly for odhran10, he was not included because he did not read the rules and none of the lore or names was lore-friendly. I'm giving you another chance, so you can reread the rules and reply accordingly.
Another Note:
The server is not yet fully re-acquainted from my old server, Reliabilitee. It IS up, but at the moment I'm re-adjusting it to the RPG theme, and we are getting a new world, created by hand with WorldPainter.
Thanks, Exilirator
The IP address is up on the topic post, but the server will be down for today and tomorrow for random intervals while I straighten out the wrinkles.
Thanks, Exilirator.
Thanks, Exilirator
Age: 15 IRL, 20 RP.
Roleplay Name: Neal Akerman
Reason: For the past two years i've played Minecraft, I could never find a RPG server that suited me. This one although, seems very interesting, and I hope I love this server.
Plans: Neal plans to create his own Trading Company. Buy and sell any and everything. He also hopes he can one day settle down, and build a home around the Trading Post, where others can live too. Somewhere peaceful, and cut out from the rest of the island.
Character Backstory: As a boy, Neal was always helping. His father, a miner, wasn't home often, but when he did come home, he came bearing gifts for Neal. He loved his father, and if Neal was lucky, his father took him down into the mines so Neal could help out. While Neal wasn't down in the mines, he was above ground helping his mother. Making repairs on the house, cleaning, and playing with the other children in the village. Neal was quite the dreamer, he wanted to make it big, have lots of money, and own just about everything. He wanted to make a Trading Post, where anyone could come along, trade what needed to be traded, and go along with their lives, with enough coin in his and their pockets. His father shot down the idea, but Neal stuck to it. Since the age of 10, Neal's been saving money since then, and hopes one day he can start.
As Neal grew older, he came more and more interested in combat. He crafted himself a wooden bow, arrows, and swords. When his father came home, they would spar until they couldn't handle any more bruises. He's now 20, and hopes to get his business going.
I come to Dunmel.
I welcome Geertje123 to give me any information he wishes in a private message (PM).
BULLETIN:
Can we expect Seinrath Devilbreath and Alexander Shizuki to join in the Hunt? Leave it up to them, but there may even be a new faction coming called the Lycantheres, for the werepyres and werewolves out there.
And if we get any mages, I may be compelled to bring MagicSpells back for their using.
Thanks, Exilirator
I'm sorry for making you guys wait SO long, but your patience is amazing. Thanks!
Thanks for your patience, and I can't blame you if you run away from this topic.
I urge you to try to connect vigorously, so I can see if a connection is even being made.
I got Geertje123 on the server, so I am convinced that the server works properly.
Thank you for your patience. It's what keeps me trying to fix this big production.
Thanks!
Yep. When i first made this forum topic, I also made a Wordpress blog. Nobody's been on it, so i think I'll advertise. I add a new post about every few days, and that's where you get all the updates abut the server. Like Operation: Rome, and the DunMains, and things like that.
Here's the link to our blog.
http://dunmelserver.wordpress.com/
Age: 12 (mature and intelligent for my age) ~ 16
Roleplay Name: Samara "Sammy" Forester
Reason: This Roleplay looks cool and I like what I saw in the screenshots.
Plans: To help protect the inhabitats of Dunmel as best she can.
Character Backstory: As a young girl, Samara lived in a hut in the forest. She was trained to hunt and often brought home food for her family. She brought home lifestock for a farm and grew the wheat herself. samara learned to fight and learned to love nature. She protected her family on trips to town with took a day and a night one way. Eventually her parents gained enough money to moved to the town where it was safer, and Samara was crushed. She begged her parents to be able to go on her own but they denyed her so she decided to run away during the middle of the night. She took a boat to Dunmel that was taking a nightly trip and eventually made it, which is where her journey starts. Still, she misses her parents greatly and hopes thay they are okay.
I come to Dunmel!
Age: 16, 38
Roleplay Name: Argus Dogvard
Reason: I've been looking for a nice rolelayserver that suits me and i feel like it does. I'd love to join and meet some new people and new expeirences.
Plans: I'm thinking of making an evil cult that is hidden in the end thriving on the little regiments of the enderman. They would have special powers like teleporting, draiing life from players, and using special delusionary tactics such as blinding, hazing, and freezing
Character Backstory: Argus dogvard used to be a simple man at the age of 19. He farmed like most other would in his home town named Driftfeil. his parents were quite simaler -his mom the most- they had relative bone structures, all around 5' 8", and were farmers. his parents would take care of argus, feed him, keep him safe, and most of all make sure he is loved. the unfortunate thing about this is, well he was kidnapped and forced to work for what they call... the RedLegion.
It was all just a normal day, but then the clouds turned a thick shade of blood red. They came from the sky without a word, they either killed or stollen who they thought should live or die. One grabbed poor argus and held him, strugling, but managed to slip out. while he was running he looked around for his parents but what he found was the fact they were pinned to the ground unable to move. The biggest of the attackers came and decapitated them infront of argus himself. The smaller but still buff looking one noticed the man crieing over on his house wall as death and disspair surronded him. The attacker grabbed him and threw him in a cage which was then pulled by nothingness into the sky. When the cage reached over the clouds he was awestriken. Anything and everything was absoluting filled with hatred. the guards pulled him along into a prison. and left him in there to await his certain destiny.
A couple hours later a smaller man came in the prison and started to talk to him. Argus did not hear much as he was still shell shock on the hellbent fact he was kiddnapped while his parents were killed infront of his very eyes. The only things he heard were "redlegion", "Parents", and "join us". Years later he was ready to come up and join the redlegion as the pure hate and dread had bassically hypnotysed him to avenge his parents any way he can. He decided this was the way. whilst in his prinson one day he called for a gurad and asked him to call the warden. He told the warden he wanted to accept his offer, the warden was overjoyed. 2 burly gaurds chained him up and dragged him for miles. when the destination was achieved he was faced toward a man half covered in darkness, he couldnt see his face only certain features. it was almost like his entire body was dragging in light itself.
The man asked argus to step forward, so yet he did. the man asked "are you ready to accept the burden of being a red legion warrior?". Argus, doubtbly, accepted. The man took his hand and argus's hand felt like it had been dipped in acid. He cringed but felt weirdly calm, and has the mans hand rose he said "you now bear the mark of the red legion, use these powers wisely and do not let me down". argus looked down at his hand and the scar was shapped like a dragon surounding the planet whilst crusing it with its foot.
Years later Argus lives his days as a redlegion warrior, death and despair rounding him as he gets closer and closer to his goal... to avenge his parents.
(the red legion are bassically warriors from another world who use a mix of assassins work with magic)
I COME TO DUNMEL
2.I need to get into the files to add to the whitelist which is at my desktop, which I cannot access until Saturday. Patience will have to be the
key.
3. Dynmap. I will see. I have been yearning to find things like that, and i will definitely do that.
Thanks.
We have a livemap now. It is fully functional and you can visit it here:
http://24.21.194.49:8123/