In the short time I have been playing on this server, the people have been quite friendly. A good change of pace from the larger servers. Nice and peaceful
IGN: Pokefan10291 Age: 18 Skype: hayden_powers Time zone: MST Hobbies, Talents, Interests: Primarily I enjoy playing a variety of video games. Currently most of the games I play are on the 3DS, with some Minecraft on the computer. Outside of the house I work on my golf game, while working and going to school. How much will you play?: How often I can play varies a lot with my random work schedule and golf practice. Mon-Thur is when I am busiest, but I should be able to at least get on most days. On the weekends I will be able to play for multiple hours a day. What do you want to see on a good server?: Personally, I like to see a server that is run by people that are players themselves. This is the case with any workplace you are in, as those that are above you can do their jobs much better when they can associate with those that they are supervising. A friendly community is always a bonus as well. What's so odd about odd numbers?: They can't even.
IGN: Pokefan10291
AGE: 18 SKYPE: hayden_powers
LEVEL OF INTEREST: Quite interested in forging a new life in a real world map. Seeing how history may or may not repeat itself. MATURITY LEVEL: Pretty mature. I keep things pretty serious
Was there some kind of reset? I logged off with most of my collected items in my inventory and came back on to be in the starting room with the original kit.
Character description: Pale Skin, Brown Hair, Blue Eyes. Most of his body is covered, only revealing his eyes.
Character Quirks: Strays from anything fire related, but will use torches if absolutely necessary.
Homeland: Calcerio
Backstory: Born to a highly ranking family of his native continent, Aranis had access to the best facilities and rarely had to work for anything. But, at the spry age of 50, a fire of unknown origin ravaged his homeland. Fearing that it would never cease, all who were able quickly evacuated on hastily-built ships. Leaving behind everyone and everything he once held dear, Aranis departed from the only scenery he knew. But, as his people were not known for their sea-legs, the ships could not withstand a harsh storm and all passengers were thrown overboard; subject to the elements. Nearing exhaustion and starvation, a land mass was spotted off in the distance. Using all remaining strength, Aranis paddled to the shore, to find a land of rather stark contrast to his home: strange creatures and vegetation littered the landscape. But he was not one to take a miracle for granted, and quickly adapted to his surroundings.
Over the next 15 years, he wandered the land, honing his survival skills and learning all he could of this new land. Strange creatures of similar appearance, known as humans, informed him that he had arrived at the continent of Aldeiron. Apparently, humans and elves were not on the best of terms following many wars that once ravaged this beautiful land, but these fellows seemed nice enough. They told him a brief history of the land, and how peace was finally found. In exchange for his services (namely hunting and gathering), Aranis accompanied this band of travelers and soon came to become quite fond of them. But, as he knew all to well, nothing good lasts forever. The group, resting after a weary day of wandering, was set upon by a group of bandits. Aranis would come to learn this only after he awoke to find the camp ransacked and all of his companions missing. As he was a Wood Elf, he slept most comfortably in the branches of a tree and was thus spared from the aforementioned atrocity. Holding on to a shred of hope that his companions yet lived, Aranis wandered the land in search of them with only the clothes on his back.
The year is now AL237, and he is close to losing hope when he hears of tensions once again arising between the many races of Aldeiron. Hoping to avoid any such conflict, Aranis scurries to Rhuan, a town quickly growing in fame across the lands. Perhaps he will find those that he has lost amidst the bustling metropolis. One can only hope...
For the past few days I have been having SEVERE lag issues when I teleport. Whether it is to the nether, spawn, or rtp I experience extreme frame rate drops. I am not having this problem with other servers and am wondering if anyone else is having similar issues.
I love the idea of this server, but it seems like the couple times I have gotten on (before dying to a surprise creeper) there haven't been enough people. So I will bump the post to try and get some more
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Name: Pokefan10291
Age (16+): 18
Location: Arizona
Skype: hayden_powers
What times can you play?: Varies with my work schedule, but I can play some evenings and definitely weekends
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IGN: Pokefan10291
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Age: 18
Skype: hayden_powers
Time zone: MST
Hobbies, Talents, Interests: Primarily I enjoy playing a variety of video games. Currently most of the games I play are on the 3DS, with some Minecraft on the computer. Outside of the house I work on my golf game, while working and going to school.
How much will you play?: How often I can play varies a lot with my random work schedule and golf practice. Mon-Thur is when I am busiest, but I should be able to at least get on most days. On the weekends I will be able to play for multiple hours a day.
What do you want to see on a good server?: Personally, I like to see a server that is run by people that are players themselves. This is the case with any workplace you are in, as those that are above you can do their jobs much better when they can associate with those that they are supervising. A friendly community is always a bonus as well.
What's so odd about odd numbers?: They can't even.
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AGE: 18
SKYPE: hayden_powers
LEVEL OF INTEREST: Quite interested in forging a new life in a real world map. Seeing how history may or may not repeat itself.
MATURITY LEVEL: Pretty mature. I keep things pretty serious
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Preferred Class: Archer
Roleplaying Name: Thorim
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Character Name: Aranis
Character Race: Wood Elf
Character Age: 65
Character description: Pale Skin, Brown Hair, Blue Eyes. Most of his body is covered, only revealing his eyes.
Character Quirks: Strays from anything fire related, but will use torches if absolutely necessary.
Homeland: Calcerio
Backstory: Born to a highly ranking family of his native continent, Aranis had access to the best facilities and rarely had to work for anything. But, at the spry age of 50, a fire of unknown origin ravaged his homeland. Fearing that it would never cease, all who were able quickly evacuated on hastily-built ships. Leaving behind everyone and everything he once held dear, Aranis departed from the only scenery he knew. But, as his people were not known for their sea-legs, the ships could not withstand a harsh storm and all passengers were thrown overboard; subject to the elements. Nearing exhaustion and starvation, a land mass was spotted off in the distance. Using all remaining strength, Aranis paddled to the shore, to find a land of rather stark contrast to his home: strange creatures and vegetation littered the landscape. But he was not one to take a miracle for granted, and quickly adapted to his surroundings.
Over the next 15 years, he wandered the land, honing his survival skills and learning all he could of this new land. Strange creatures of similar appearance, known as humans, informed him that he had arrived at the continent of Aldeiron. Apparently, humans and elves were not on the best of terms following many wars that once ravaged this beautiful land, but these fellows seemed nice enough. They told him a brief history of the land, and how peace was finally found. In exchange for his services (namely hunting and gathering), Aranis accompanied this band of travelers and soon came to become quite fond of them. But, as he knew all to well, nothing good lasts forever. The group, resting after a weary day of wandering, was set upon by a group of bandits. Aranis would come to learn this only after he awoke to find the camp ransacked and all of his companions missing. As he was a Wood Elf, he slept most comfortably in the branches of a tree and was thus spared from the aforementioned atrocity. Holding on to a shred of hope that his companions yet lived, Aranis wandered the land in search of them with only the clothes on his back.
The year is now AL237, and he is close to losing hope when he hears of tensions once again arising between the many races of Aldeiron. Hoping to avoid any such conflict, Aranis scurries to Rhuan, a town quickly growing in fame across the lands. Perhaps he will find those that he has lost amidst the bustling metropolis. One can only hope...
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