2. Any former Clan experience? (names)- None... (Helcalkun sent me :3)
3. How active are you?- Eh, I play everyday for more than 8 hours....
4. Rate your maturity 1-10- 5 (depends on what the topic is)
5. What is your pvp skill (1-10)- 7
6. How old are you?- 15, almost 16
7. Skype name (is a requirement) Slaughter Bear Shino (shino.neko)
8. Why do you want to join?(Write a decent amount)- Well, I enjoy playing with a group of people. I heard about the group a bit from Helcal-Kun, and I was interested. He suggested I play with the clan, and I was more than happy to fill out the application to apply.
In Game Name: Silent_Shino
Age: 15
Timezone: EST
RP Experience: 4 years
Reason for joining: lukemacu and FreedChamp96 told me about it.
Did you read the rules?: Yes.
Any questions or comments?: No.
In Character
Name: Talaith Achaius
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Class: Citizen
Backstory: Years ago, in Ealdor, there lived a happy family. Morfyd and Briec Achaius lived in a small home next to a field of crops and even a small garden to the side of the house. Morfyd, a Druid, raised a small girl, named Talaith. Talaith was a short girl with ashy blonde hair. Her forest green eyes matched her father's, yet she had her mother's build. Her father was Briec. Briec tended the crops and garden, gathering ingredients for Morfyd's mixtures. Nothing could be sweeter than the happy family.
Until the day Talaith was scarred horribly.
One bright, sunny day, while Talaith played in the over grown field of wheat, soldiers from the Camelot marched from the path she was forbidden to go down. Talaith, being only six years old, let her curiosity get the best of her. She ran out of the field barefooted and grinning, eager to know why new people were coming into her town. The girl ran next to a man and tugged his pants leg, and looked up at him in question. The man, a friend of the Achaius', scooped up the girl quickly and ran into the field with her. He sat her in the tall grass and told her to stay put, no matter what she saw or heard. The girl agreed, getting the feeling something big was about to happen.
The man returned back to his shop. He prayed the young girl would stay safe. Once inside, the shop-keep began frantically trying to hide the woman, desperate to save his friend, Morfyd. Briec fled to try and find his only daughter. Morfyd's screams for her only child filled the air and chilled it as well. Talaith was left alone, scared and crying. She would never be found, she thought... yet, a soldier, scouting the area, saw the top of her head, just barely over the stalks of the wheat. He took her up with careful arms and retreated with the girl; the last images in Talaith's mind being her mother's dead corps laying just in sight from the door of the shop. She cried out, pounding and struggling against the soldier. She dropped from his arms and ran inside of her home, grabbing only a necklace from her mother's neck before being dragged away from them by the soldier.
Years later, at the age of 15, Talaith was sent away by her "Uncle", being too old to care for her anymore. She took what little she had, including her mother's necklace, and left for a new life...
Strengths and Weaknesses: She is a poor fighter for her young age. She is scared of soldiers and likes to learn about magic when the chance arises.
In Game Name: Silent_Shino
Age: 15
Timezone: EST
RP Experience: 4 years
Reason for joining: lukemacu and FreedChamp96 told me about it.
Did you read the rules?: Yes. Any questions or comments?: No.
In Character
Name: Talaith Achaius
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Class: Citizen
Backstory: Years ago, in Ealdor, there lived a happy family. Morfyd and Briec Achaius lived in a small home next to a field of crops and even a small garden to the side of the house. Morfyd, a Druid, raised a small girl, named Talaith. Briec tended the crops and garden, gathering ingredients for Morfyd's mixtures. Briec practiced magic out in the woods. Nothing could be sweeter than the happy family.
Until the day Talaith was scarred horribly.
One bright, sunny day, while Talaith played in the over grown field of wheat, soldiers from the Camelot marched from the path she was forbidden to go down. Talaith, being only six years old, let her curiosity get the best of her. She ran out of the field barefooted and grinning, eager to know why new people were coming into her town. The girl ran next to a man and tugged his pants leg, and looked up at him in question. The man, a friend of the Achaius', scooped up the girl quickly and ran into the field with her. He sat her in the tall grass and told her to stay put, no matter what she saw or heard. The girl agreed, getting the feeling something big was about to happen.
The man returned back to his shop. He prayed the young girl would stay safe. Once inside, the shop-keep began frantically trying to hide all of his magic trinkets, desperate to live to see another day. He was not quick enough, though. The soldiers invaded the shop and many other homes, searching for any sign of magic or mage-like item. Once anything, even the smallest thing was found, the people were slaughtered. Morfyd's screams for her only child filled the air and chilled it as well. Talaith was left alone, scared and crying. She would never be found, she thought... yet, a soldier scouting the area saw the top of her head, just barely over the stalks of the wheat. He took her up with careful arms and retreated with the girl; the last images in Talaith's mind being her mother and father's dead corps laying just in sight from the door. She cried out, pounding and struggling against the soldier. She dropped from his arms and ran inside of her home, grabbing only a necklace from her mother's neck before being dragged away from them by the man.
Years later, at the age of 15, Talaith was sent away by her "Uncle", being too old to care for her anymore. She took what little she had, including her mother's necklace, and left for a new life...
Strengths and Weaknesses: She is a poor fighter for her young age. She is scared of soldiers and likes to learn about magic...
IGN: Silent_Shino
Age: 15
Roleplay experience: I've been role playing for around 4 years, now.
Previous bans: None.
Have you joined our website?: Not yet, but soon.
IGN: Drone414 - FUS RO DAH Age: 15 Role-PlayExp.: Been roleplaying on the MC forums for about a year now, rather well known and looked up to in the Rp section. Server wise, I played on LotC until being permabanned for IC'ly going against an admin, and something else I'd rather not bother speaking about. I also was on an old server known as Kingdom of Aeonis, and it lasted a while. Have Rp'd DnD for a few years. I have around.... Five or six years of Rp experience under my belt. [b]How did you find us(Forour referal program): Uh... Silent_Shino, she loves me and my Rp so much we are getting married or something... Idk, she wants to... Anyways.... Yeah... Her. WhyUs: Well, I heard you guys are suffering and players and well, not to be cocky, but I am a rather good Rp'er and I can get like... Another ten or twenty people on this server. TimeYouCanDedicate: Twenty hours a week most likely. BriefDescription of Yourself: I am a rather mature, and an honest guy... I do make a lot of jokes though, but normally out of character and normally not offensive. I do spend a lot of time gaming and I do like people... I am indecisive I guess and I do like to write a lot of lore... So.... Expect me to harass you fore lore, lore guy. ExplainRole-PlayInYourOwnWords: Taking a role, and playing it. WhatIsPowergamingandMetagaming?Explainin your own words: Powergaming, taking control of another players character, forcing harm upon them, or being OP/Godscrubbing. Metagaming is knowing IC information that you gained OOC to better your character and stuff.
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Name: Azel Bloodseeker
Race: Dunmer - Dark Elf
Gender: Male
Age: 100
Appearance: Azel is 5'11, with long flowing snow white hair, and pale grey skin accented by his deep lavender eyes, and strong, well muscled, lithe, handsome body. He normally wears his all black tunic with chain mail meshing underneath his tunic. He also has dual, twin, scimitar blades at his belt. Also is normally seen with his one shoulder bag thing.
Fears: Nothing... He's a Dark Elf.... What kind of question is this? We fear nothing... We are Dark Elves... Dark Elves don't forget... Like an Elephant... Yep.
Personality: Azel normally keeps to himself, but when he needs to be, he will be serious and take charge of a situation. He doesn't like attention, he normally doesn't even like people, but to help others, he will raise his arms for battle... Skilled warrior... Uh.... He enjoys a good fight, and also likes to tease others (Yeah, I RP fight like very well, so Azel will probably come in as a skilled fighter).
Occupation: N/A - Most likely going to be a mercenary.
Skills: Dual wielding scimitar, smart talker, charismatic, and good with people.
Nickname(Optional): Pfft... He's a Dark Elf
CanYourCharacterWield A Sword/Axe?: Swords - Scimitar mainly
CanYouCharacterFarm?: Can my character farm? He is a mercenary Dark Elf.... I'll leave that for you guys to figure out.
CanYourCharacterMine?: Read above question
WhatOtherThingsCanYourCharacterDo?: He explores... He kills things... He enjoys a good tale.... Yeah....
Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs):
Azel was born to a normal, middle class Dark Elvish family in Morrowind. He grew up trained by his father, a fan of the axe but he was also a rather skilled swordsmen. When his father learned that Azel was a swordsmen at heart, he changed training tactics. So for fifteen years, Azel was trained by his father in the art of the scimitar, until one day tragedy (if you wish to call it so) struck the Bloodseeker home. Raided by Thalmor, his family and friends were killed, but at that point, Azel was already broken emotionally and he was forced to flee with his eldest brother, Skale. The two ran to their family boat, and fled Morrowind. They were at sea, for many days, maybe even months, before their boat crashed into Atmora, the current province/land where the refugees fled to. Upon arriving, they were picked up by a mercenary band with an unknown name.
Azel and his eldest brother traveled with the band, for many years, before once again, tragedy struck. His eldest brother was struck down in a battle with Orcish bandits. Azel slew the chief that killed his brother and left the mercenary band, to travel on his own. Now, he travels through the lands of Atmora, seeking refuge and the friends he never, but he does not put himself forward.
Silent_Shino
Age: (While we encourage a variety of age groups, we still want to keep the server to a certain level of maturity)
I am 15 years young c:
Previous RP Experience: (Including other servers, or post by post experiences.)
I have Role Played since I was in second grade. A little young, but my brother taught me well c:<
Why do you wish to join?:
I love anything to do with magic, older time theme, and just the small island and the concept of a greylist server was brilliant.
What can you bring to the server?:
I can bring anything that calls to me. Based on the player's actions, it will decide my corse of play (depending on my character's personality).
Is English your first language?:
Yes, it is.
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Name: (Any names related to League of Legends will get you ignored)
Corimillia (Cori for short) Dawnstead
Age: (A certain amount of realism is required here)
18
Gender:
Female
Appearance: (We expect a proficient display of writing and description when you describe your character, we will not hesitate to tell you to improve if we feel the need arises.)
Cori is a blonde haired, blue eyed young woman. On her head, she wears a headband with an orange feather hanging down from it. The feather symbolizes her will to keep peace between everyone she comes across. Her dress is a lighter brown material, showing her arms and bare legs. And lastly, an amber necklace hangs from her neck, as she never takes it off.
Personality: (Same as above)
Cori tries to be a peace-keeper, like her mother once was. She keeps calm, yet avoids talking whenever she can, keeping her responses short. Overall, Corimillia is a fierce warrior like her father, though she stays away from that past.
Background Story: (We expect your background to relate in one way or another to the given lore, as much as we enjoy creative writing we want every character to relate to the plot in one way or another)
Corimillia Dawnstead. Daughter to Lari'ginia Dawnstead and Giles Dawnstead. During the time before Aurelia went down, Giles had just married Lari and had a precious baby girl. They named her Corimillia. Lari wanted her daughter to grow up to take care of other, yet her father thought otherwise... The man wanted his daughter to be strong and powerful, like he was during his days as a boy. He trained his daughter with an iron fist, though her mother always brought back Cori's caring side before the end of the day. Cori never wanted the life she had, she wanted to be a free spirit like her mother. She began to learn of magic from books her mother had stored away to hide from her husband.
Years had passed, and Cori began to grow up. She was becoming like her mother, something her father never wanted. One dark night, while the two women were sleeping, Giles slipped a dagger over Lari'ginia's throat, killing her silently in her sleep. The next morning was the worst of Cori's life. Finding her dead mother. That was something she never wanted in a million years. Yet, later that day, things only got worse... A void had opened up, forcing Corimillia Dawnstead into it and through time.
What seemed like minutes later, Cori awoke in the soft dirt, a voice whispering in her ear. "Come to me..." it spoke...
IGN: Billy54210 Age:15 Role-PlayExp.:[/b] A lot, I play many many role playing games and especially in the Elder Scrolls Games [b]How did you find us(Forour referal program): My friend told me about the server because we both like the Elder Scrolls so much. TimeYouCanDedicate:Most of the time, it can sometimes differ, depending on if my brother or parents are b*tching for me to get off. On weekends and weeks I can mostly play, so no worry there. BriefDescription of Yourself: I have been playing the Elder Scrolls for a long time as well as other RPG's and roleplaying games. I very much love Star Wars and Star Wars games too, I play many MMO's also, You could say I am an all around gaming kind of guy, I play almost everything. ExplainRole-PlayInYourOwnWords: To act out as another character, escape from reality a little bit and live another life for fun. A fun way to also meet new people and have a lot of fun! WhatIsPowergamingandMetagaming?Explainin your own words: Well powergaming is when you buff out one skill and one guy to the best of your ability. Metagaming is going beyond the limits of the game itself and not specifically working on one main goal. IC
Name:Veck Luthius Race: Nord
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Appearance: Light, long blondish hair with a darker blonde color itself, a medium-large build, a dark blonde goatee, and blue eyes.
Fears: Necromancers and mages. Personality: Rough, tough, but warming and welcoming except for those who wrong him. Protective of the ones he loves. Occupation: Bounty Hunter Skills: Hand-to-hand combat, sword combat, melee, sneaking Nickname(Optional): Luthius
CanYourCharacterWield A Sword/Axe?: Sword: yes Axe: no
CanYouCharacterFarm?: No
CanYourCharacterMine?: Yes
WhatOtherThingsCanYourCharacterDo?: Climb. Can battle cry to make enemy flee.
Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs): I was born in a high-security prison in the middle of the jungle. I never knew my dad and my mom and I lived alone. The only time I saw my dad was when I was 5 and he was publicly executed for lashing out against another prisoner, which my mom finally told me was my dad when I was 18. We had no allies or friends and the other prisioners taunted and hunted us for our money and any supplies. The prison was a very shadowy and dark place, but warm and safe, from the outside world at least. The inside of the prison was damp but comfortable, but the prisoners were always on our case about food and supplies that they wanted. We never boded well in that prison and did not like it there, we hoped to one day get out of there. Through the hardships of the prison I was forced to learn how to defend myself and how to fight people. I went through training with an old man I found one day starved and almost dead, my mom and I gave him some food and he told us his name was Ryaz. Later he offered to train me in order to survive the prison. I went through training from the age of 16 to 20. I eventually learned some great skills and many ways to kill a person both with my bare hands and a sword. One day while I was out getting some food, my mom had no food left for the other prisoners and they got angry and attacked her, then when the old man tried to defend her they killed him. I got back soon after and saw him dead and them taking away my mom. I ran after them and cut them off at their cage and a dead end. I had a small blade that Ryaz gave me that I used to kill the prisoners that had taken my mother. I grabbed her and told her this is the day we escape. So when when the guards least expected it, I assassinated one that was alone and took his key and uniform, then I snuck into the barracks and stole another uniform for my mom. We then walked to the gates of the prison where the captain caught us. I was concealing the blade from Ryaz, which at point when he noticed us, I lunged forward unexpectedly stabbing him through the throat. Then my mother and I ran because we were so close to the forest. Once deep in the forest we had finally lost the guards and went on our way. Eventually after 3 days, we exited the forest into a small village by the name of Gigan.
The town was run by orcs which I befriended by helping slay the giant that was tormenting their village. They offered my mother and me transportation into Solterkardi, where we live now. I built us a house out in the wilderness and killed all the monsters or bandits within our area to keep us safe. Once in a while a bandit or monster will come by but either leave or be chased away. I work secretly as a bounty hunter who travels to different cities killing and assassinating different targets for good pay. I will soon buy us a house that is safer than the one we have now, once living there, I will look for a wife, so I can have my own warrior son or daughter one day. It has been 6 years since we escaped the prison and I am still working as a bounty hunter. I move to different places time to time and my mom is too busy farming and gathering food to care. Right now I am 26 and ready to fight anything that wrongs me. FUS RO DAH!
This is edited and reformed according to your specifications, please re-read, thanks! Sorry had to post it again for the fus ro dah thing, thanks again haha sorry!
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Does that mean I'm accepted or denied? O.o
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Is it time, yet? D: I'm bored ;-;
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S'all cool, bra c:
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Oooooh! That makes more since...
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Define "probation"...
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In Game Name: Silent_Shino
Age: 15
Timezone: EST
RP Experience: 4 years
Reason for joining: lukemacu and FreedChamp96 told me about it.
Did you read the rules?: Yes.
Any questions or comments?: No.
In Character
Name: Talaith Achaius
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Class: Citizen
Backstory: Years ago, in Ealdor, there lived a happy family. Morfyd and Briec Achaius lived in a small home next to a field of crops and even a small garden to the side of the house. Morfyd, a Druid, raised a small girl, named Talaith. Talaith was a short girl with ashy blonde hair. Her forest green eyes matched her father's, yet she had her mother's build. Her father was Briec. Briec tended the crops and garden, gathering ingredients for Morfyd's mixtures. Nothing could be sweeter than the happy family.
Until the day Talaith was scarred horribly.
One bright, sunny day, while Talaith played in the over grown field of wheat, soldiers from the Camelot marched from the path she was forbidden to go down. Talaith, being only six years old, let her curiosity get the best of her. She ran out of the field barefooted and grinning, eager to know why new people were coming into her town. The girl ran next to a man and tugged his pants leg, and looked up at him in question. The man, a friend of the Achaius', scooped up the girl quickly and ran into the field with her. He sat her in the tall grass and told her to stay put, no matter what she saw or heard. The girl agreed, getting the feeling something big was about to happen.
The man returned back to his shop. He prayed the young girl would stay safe. Once inside, the shop-keep began frantically trying to hide the woman, desperate to save his friend, Morfyd. Briec fled to try and find his only daughter. Morfyd's screams for her only child filled the air and chilled it as well. Talaith was left alone, scared and crying. She would never be found, she thought... yet, a soldier, scouting the area, saw the top of her head, just barely over the stalks of the wheat. He took her up with careful arms and retreated with the girl; the last images in Talaith's mind being her mother's dead corps laying just in sight from the door of the shop. She cried out, pounding and struggling against the soldier. She dropped from his arms and ran inside of her home, grabbing only a necklace from her mother's neck before being dragged away from them by the soldier.
Years later, at the age of 15, Talaith was sent away by her "Uncle", being too old to care for her anymore. She took what little she had, including her mother's necklace, and left for a new life...
Strengths and Weaknesses: She is a poor fighter for her young age. She is scared of soldiers and likes to learn about magic when the chance arises.
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In Game Name: Silent_Shino
Age: 15
Timezone: EST
RP Experience: 4 years
Reason for joining: lukemacu and FreedChamp96 told me about it.
Did you read the rules?: Yes.
Any questions or comments?: No.
In Character
Name: Talaith Achaius
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Class: Citizen
Backstory: Years ago, in Ealdor, there lived a happy family. Morfyd and Briec Achaius lived in a small home next to a field of crops and even a small garden to the side of the house. Morfyd, a Druid, raised a small girl, named Talaith. Briec tended the crops and garden, gathering ingredients for Morfyd's mixtures. Briec practiced magic out in the woods. Nothing could be sweeter than the happy family.
Until the day Talaith was scarred horribly.
One bright, sunny day, while Talaith played in the over grown field of wheat, soldiers from the Camelot marched from the path she was forbidden to go down. Talaith, being only six years old, let her curiosity get the best of her. She ran out of the field barefooted and grinning, eager to know why new people were coming into her town. The girl ran next to a man and tugged his pants leg, and looked up at him in question. The man, a friend of the Achaius', scooped up the girl quickly and ran into the field with her. He sat her in the tall grass and told her to stay put, no matter what she saw or heard. The girl agreed, getting the feeling something big was about to happen.
The man returned back to his shop. He prayed the young girl would stay safe. Once inside, the shop-keep began frantically trying to hide all of his magic trinkets, desperate to live to see another day. He was not quick enough, though. The soldiers invaded the shop and many other homes, searching for any sign of magic or mage-like item. Once anything, even the smallest thing was found, the people were slaughtered. Morfyd's screams for her only child filled the air and chilled it as well. Talaith was left alone, scared and crying. She would never be found, she thought... yet, a soldier scouting the area saw the top of her head, just barely over the stalks of the wheat. He took her up with careful arms and retreated with the girl; the last images in Talaith's mind being her mother and father's dead corps laying just in sight from the door. She cried out, pounding and struggling against the soldier. She dropped from his arms and ran inside of her home, grabbing only a necklace from her mother's neck before being dragged away from them by the man.
Years later, at the age of 15, Talaith was sent away by her "Uncle", being too old to care for her anymore. She took what little she had, including her mother's necklace, and left for a new life...
Strengths and Weaknesses: She is a poor fighter for her young age. She is scared of soldiers and likes to learn about magic...
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Age: 15
Roleplay experience: I've been role playing for around 4 years, now.
Previous bans: None.
Have you joined our website?: Not yet, but soon.
Oh and Skooma kills :3
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Accepted. Welcome to the server c:
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Age: (While we encourage a variety of age groups, we still want to keep the server to a certain level of maturity)
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Name: (Any names related to League of Legends will get you ignored)
Age: (A certain amount of realism is required here)
Gender:
Appearance: (We expect a proficient display of writing and description when you describe your character, we will not hesitate to tell you to improve if we feel the need arises.)
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Background Story: (We expect your background to relate in one way or another to the given lore, as much as we enjoy creative writing we want every character to relate to the plot in one way or another)
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You have been banned with appeal only. You must wait one week before sending in your appeal.
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Accepted :3