In Game Name:hi5566
Why do you want to join our server?:Well, it sounds awesome. I can see a lot of time has been put into the creation of the server and that alone makes me want to join. I think it is very clear the admins care about the server and the players. Also i think I could aid in making the server and fun place.
How will you benefit our server?: I will stick to rp and generally have fun. I think I would like to be an economically important person and will try to start a business
Do you understand the rules?: Yes i do
Roleplay Character Name: Radlawf
Worship (if any):Vulcan
Character Appearance:A bruised war-ravaged Orc. Yellow eyes and a massive body.
Character Background Story: Radlawf never knew his parents. He grew up an orphan, who never was adopted due to his hideous appearance. He always had a knack for making money and working with his hands, and would sell the spoils of his hard work. He is no stranger to bloodshed but would rather have a pickaxe in his hand than a war-axe. He prefers to live in a small community rather than a huge city and likes to work with like-minded individuals. He is a bit of a racist, hating the other elves around him but loving fellow orcs and humans.
This is my application to the old server, with a tweak or two.
IGN Name: FearTheKumquat
Location: East coast of the US
Why do you want to join our server?: I like role playing, and I think I would like being on a server with other people who like to role play.
How would you benefit our server?: If provided with food, seeds, and maybe a buddy, I can practically live under the surface. Perhaps my persistent mining could bolster the economy?
Do you understand the rules? Most certainly :smile.gif:
Rp Character name: Kazuhira Firefly
Worship: (if any) Draconis
Character appearance: Red hair and green eyes, with scales that look a little bit less like skin than some dracans.
Character Story: Eager son of a miner, Kazuhira would mine with his father whenever he could. He learned about everything he could in the mines; ores, monsters, crafting, survival - if it had to do with mining, he was willing to learn. One day, though, Kazuhira lost his father to the notorious, destructive creature known as a creeper in a cave system. But Kazuhira kept mining; as he never knew his mother, it was the only way he could earn a living. He has been settled in Eterra ever since.
Age:14 turning 15
Why do you want to join our server?:I want to get away from another roleplaying server, for atleast a temporary time, because of all the whining that spams it's ooc chat, and generaly less rp and more pvp.
How would you benefit our server?:I would attempt to make it better, by making it have one more good roleplayer on it.
Do you understand The rules? Yup, :smile.gif:
Rp Character name:Adynn
Worship: (if any):None
Character appearance: Wears leather, and leather strips for The most part, wears a hood overtop of his head for no known reason, has brownish eyes. If he were to open his mouth, you would find sharp teeth, due to him prefering meat over any other kind of food all his life.
Character Story:Adynn has roamed many lands, he would stray away from cities and towns usually, as he disliked crowded enviroments, he has come to this land, along with his companion, Skirra, in order to get away from The chaos in The lands he previously lived in. His exact homeland is unknown, as he has been wandering The lands for to long to remember, but he prefers cold climates. Having befriended a pack of wolves at a young age, he grew up in The wild, and only recently(within The past year of his life) learned how to speak common tongue. He often refers to his enemies as prey and his allies as hunters, as hunting was all he ever did for most of his life.
In Game Name: Isaac_Wolfe
Why do you want to join our server?: Because the old server sucked.
How will you benefit our server?: I will roleplay to the best of my ability and help out as much I can with progressing a story.
Do you understand the rules?: I do! :smile.gif:
Roleplay Character Name: Isaac Wolfe
Worship (if any): The entire pantheon
Character Appearance: Isaac Wolfe has white-ish skin and brown hair, distinguishing himself as a native of Gaia. He is reasonably built, and has patrician features that distinguishes himself from what he considers the "lower orders" of society.
Character Background Story: Isaac Wolfe was born into a family of miners of modest wealth, strong in spirit but poor at prospecting. Years of trial and failure made Isaac's faith in any and all divines falter - forcing him to find comfort in sin and depravity. Such things came to an end at the outbreak of the Greenskin-Human War as Isaac was drafted into the Gaian army to combat the barbarians. The horror of war showed Isaac the error of his ways, enfueling him with faith and piety, and pulling him into the light of the pantheon. When he was discharged from the army, he immediately set out to righting his wrongs, improving his fortunes, and otherwise bettering his life.
That was when Isaac found the Monastery of the Eleven - a holy sect spreading the teachings of worshipping not one particular god, but all of them together in a pantheon. He found comfort in the arms of all deities, and not offering himself to any particular one. Finding community and brotherhood in this order, the entire zeal of the order gradually increased. Soon, the monks were not content with their own worship and felt the need to expand their order beyond the confines of the monastery. Unfortunately, for the citizens of the world - they were looking for conversion at the tip of a blade and the embers of a fire. From that point on Isaac had become a witch hunter - bring converts to the Eleven.
In Game Name:Pinheadlarry94
Location:USA, Oklahoma City
Why do you want to join our server?:I want to join your server because I would like to be a large member of the community and i enjoy role playing.
How will you benefit our server?: I would benefit the server because I am a fan of role playing and tink i would make a good team member for my town.
Do you understand the rules?: :smile.gif: yes
Roleplay Character Name: Therogore
Race: High Elf
Worship (if any): Chitin Cryptis and Endis
Character Appearance: 6' 1" pale skin with piercing blue eyes, and Silver hair with long bangs in front and hair to the small of his back. Built slender and tall with abilities to control the light.
Character Background Story: Born in a small town in Eversong Woods, His father named Ecthelion, his mother died in child birth. As Therogore grew his father saw the signs of his son becoming a great paladin. When Therogore turned 17 his training was nearing its completion when his father found out that he was seeing a human girl named Octavia and was cast out of his house he traveled to Octavia's home and found out she was bearing his child the decided to name him Xemnâs. He was summoned to server Eversong in defending against the undead, when he came home from the fighting he had become of the age 23 his son had been born showing mostly his fathers traits except for his size and eyes. Several weeks later an assassin appeared with intent to kill him. The assassin attacked thergore after his family home after Octavia and Xemnâs fled to near by Eastern Lorderan. Therogore defeated the assassin but was mortally wounded he made it to Octavia's where abouts where shortly after the scourge rampaged through the land. Octavia escaped but Therogore stayed behind and fought with the last of his life only to be killed and revived by the lich king.
In Game Name: Olympk
Why do you want to join our server?: I love the lore, fantasy, and of course RP.
How will you benefit our server?: I will be a very good lumberjack, and i have been informed that people need wood
Do you understand the rules?: :biggrin.gif:
Roleplay Character Name: Adelphos Ride
Race: Dark elf/ Dracan
Worship (if any): Cryptis And Lunidia
Character Appearance: Purple Skin, Red and Black Eyes, Long Wavy black hair . 5"10' a mix of black and red knights armor and dark purple dragon scale pants with a leather sheath for my axe
Character Background Story: In the beginning, my parents, my mom athos dark elf, my dad endothos dracan, were mad in love, but unfortunately, the marriage of 2 different races was illegal, but they said screw it and had a marriage outside the village. Then came me, they said i was an accident, but i don't believe them. because when i was born they called me the chosen one of there bloodline between the two different races, dark elf and dracan. It was told i was the only mix of those two races ever. In the last few years of my parents life, they fought for their lives in the 10 year long war against the high elfs. At first when i started my journey, i just picked up random job for some easy cash, but then later i got a girlfriend and settled down and became a lumberjack, but before i could ask her to be my fiance, my girlfriend, maximus , died of a mysterious unknown disease, and i cried and mourned for weeks. But life still had to drag on, and in the end i am now near the end of my long journey, and as i dragged on my journey i met my friends for life 1 by 1 , and i am afraid to love again.if war is ever a choice, i will only choose the side of my true friends
IGN Name: Tenshiru
Location: (IRL) USA; (IG) A forest just outside of Haven
Why do you want to join our server?: I'm very fond of RP servers, and this one seems like a very good one
How would you benefit our server?: I would benefit by keeping to the rules and my role as well as helping new players out
Do you understand The rules? Yes, yes I do :smile.gif:
Rp Character name: Tens'l Quickwing
Race: Wood elf/Norn
Worship: Vulcan, Aborius, Aquarion
Character appearance: 6' 1" in heighth. Slightly muscular build. Ears are slightly pointed, due to his elf blood. Dark hair that appears blue. Common clothes. Deep green eyes. wears a black cloth over eyes, wears an ax on his back. Looks very young due to his elf blood.
Character Story: When Tens'l was young, he lived a small village with his father and mother. His father was a great blacksmith and warrior. As he was growing up, he took an interest in blacksmithing. His father taught him how to work metal from a young age. By the time Tens'l was 11, he could make a sword out of the finest steel. However, his father had died when he was about 13 in battle. Tens'l then grew up in the forest with his mother. She decided to move due the battle being brought about their village. However, she also died, do to sickness.
Tens'l, now being 22, trains in the sword and continues blacksmithing. He covers his eyes with a black piece of black cloth to avoid the hot embers and light of his work. He also does it because he is very in tune with nature and often does not need to necessarily see to know where he is going. He does, however, take off his eye cover when when meeting someone he may want to be friends with, or when trying to have a very serious conversation with a friend. He lives with the love of his life, Clarice, as well as their adopted daughter Ruby Rose. They all live in the forest outside of the city of Haven.
In Game Name: THEBOMB1999 (It's a horrible name, I know.)
Location: Mckinney, Texas.
Age: 13 (My birthday is in January. Some people think i'm 11)
Why do you want to join our server?: I love Roleplay and anything related to it. I looked into the server and found out that it could be a fun experience.
How will you benefit our server?: I find that I will benefit the server by giving my other fellow players a really great Roleplay experience and that I could one day build a village/town and grow inhabitants within that area.
Do you understand the rules?: Yes in fact every rule was similar to all the other Roleplay servers I have read and applied for.
Roleplay Character Name: Adkai Lekos
Race: Wood Elf
Class: Blacksmith (Mainly because of the attributes)
Worship (if any): N/A
Character Appearance: A man with black hair and a blind eye from a past experience, it's basically a scar across his eye. He also wears black and red robes, because he's lost the meaning of being a Wood Elf
Character Background Story:(Just So you know this is put into three parts.)
[How will I live on?] Here I am, in this slowly decaying world
full of sickening sights that we live in. Only a newborn, seeing other little children smile and giggle at the things they see. Me, I just frowned and already despised my life. Sometimes feeling like a piece of garbage on the roads of the elven kingdoms. Only because people would avoid me from my disturbing facial expressions.
Later on, at the age of three (in human years of course) my parents came home, stoned as ever. With strange powder in there hands and walking up to there starved and parched son. Shouting in my ears "If you can walk you can survive!". I was quite confused from this statement, not understanding what they were going to do afterwards. After a couple of minutes, I found out. It meant they were throwing there little toddler out into the open. A homeless three year old? Interesting how fast you can feel like you're burning in the nether. Making a fake smile at the gates, trying to get free donations of food. Or even clothes, my idea failed. As I thought, a little sick plan popped in my toddler aged, disturbed head. I remembered the phrase people said to young ones. "Oh you're so cute I could just eat you right up!". If you can't tell where this is going, it's not very happy. Yes I, Adkai became a cannibal. Literally going into homes and using a knife, duller then a butter knife. To cut the skin off of innocent newborns, cooking it in a fire I made out of branches I broke off of the winter trees. Now, having a food source for atleast three years, sure it was skin, but it helped me. I used to think "How will I live on?" but not anymore.
[A place to call home, I suppose.] My resources became futile, after two and a half years of eating newborn flesh. I ran out, knowing that I couldn't live like this any longer. I had an idea, to look innocent and sweet. I needed parents, or a place to call home. I made a sign and sat at the Elven notice board, the sign read "Adopt me, I need help." It was true, but just like when I was three. Nobody answered my call for assistance, until one day. A nice looking woman walked up to me, reading the sign. She smiled and said "You want to go to my foster home? We have a lot of kids just like you!". I nodded with an uplifted expression on my face. Funny, it was the first time I wasn't frowning at this world. After a good two day trip as the woman dragged me along the way. We found a rather damp, swampy area. It disgusted me, there in the area I saw a mucky old foster home. I mumbled over my shoulder "What a piece of crap." Luckily the nice woman never heard my comment. Walking into the foster home I see at the least amount of, twenty more children. Scaling from the ages of four to fourteen, it was a place to call home, I suppose. Now when I asked the lady her name she just said "No need to know my name, just call me mom." I frowned and all my days there I just called her ma'm. Later that day she saw how my ribs were practically stabbing through my skin, she said. "We need to get you some food Adkai!" Next thing I knew there was a delicious stew in the middle of my table, with a slice of bread on the side to complement my dish. Most people would dig right in, but I still had my taste on flesh. Thus refusing to eat until she gave me the proper feeding. I would eat dirt sometimes to fill my stomach, now let's see how long I will last.
[A marvelous plan, despised by others.] Many years later, I actually lasted off dirt. But I grew pale, weak, and almost immobile. At the age of thirteen (Once again in human years.) I was in the corner of my room, with the door locked. Writing in my little journal of ideas, thinking of a sick master plan to live on once again. As i'm writing, I hear a female like giggle. Running up to the window of my door I saw an elf girl, around my age. Staring at me, blushing and embarrassed that I caught her admiring me. I felt a weird sensation, not saying it was a bad feeling. But I chose to ignore it, now hitting the door making her run away, and continuing my writing. Whispering to myself "Yes, what a marvelous plan. But people will hate me, but who cares right?" Thinking back and forth of my decisions, almost as if my good and bad conscience are having a war inside my brain. After an hour, it seemed that my bad conscience took over. I thought of a perfect idea, a rather marvelous plan. Screaming to myself on the cold floor of my room. "Yes! It shall be marvelous! And I will live on, as those other dim wits shall die!" I'm still suprised to this day that no being heard my shouts. Now with the idea hatched and ready, this is what I had done through the many years. Before I was thrown out of the foster home, to continue my journey. Every year, on the day of my birth I would murder a child. In a special hallway, next to my room. But, I had no weapons on me, the only solution was to kill them with whatever they were holding. Most of the time I had to murder with a pencil or some type of metal toy. The irritating children were the ones with no items in there hand at all, those I had to simply beat them to death with my cold fists. But every murder gave me enough flesh to live on.
Finally, at the age of twenty-four those idiotic foster people knew I was the murderer. Kicked out of the foster home, I had to find a goal. A moral, something to reach for, or to achieve. What I wanted was to be around others like me, cannibals or murderers. Either one that helps me live the life I want to live. I needed to either make, or find a cult of some sort. Now, to this present day I have been searching for one. Yet on the roads of my search, I still have my craving for flesh. And it is always satisfied on my way to success.
And you know I didn't forget the smiley face -----> :smile.gif:
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In Game Name: Mesa2389
Location: North Carolina (eastern time)
Why do you want to join our server?: Sounds like a neat place to play.
How will you benefit our server?: I will roleplay and abide by the rules ^.^
Do you understand the rules?: Yes! :smile.gif:
Roleplay Character Name: Luv-Do-Laas(Goes by Luv)
Worship (if any): Hammurabi
Character Appearance: A blond hair and blue eyed Norn. He usually wears a blue shirt with leather straps that can hold additional picks. Wears beige pants and also has a dyed goatee.
Character Background Story: Luv-Do-Laas was born on a cold, snowy, winter day in a small village located in the highlands. This village was named Nis-Lahney and inhabited by only the dumbest of dumn Norns. The newborn Luv-Do-Laas punched the man who delivered him, ran out into the snow covered landscape, and wrote the famous yellow cryptic message of "Where were all the potatoes when there were only carrots" that is now pondered by all the intelligent Norns.
Luv-Do-Laas's childhood went something like the old fairytales we tell today. By the age of 8 he had slain 5 large mountian cats with a wooden ladle, built the highlands first and only toilet, and became the youngest norn to ever jump off of highrock and pull off a 1080 banna wanner. Around age 14 he decided he was going to mine like no other. For many years he mined under his villages soil and brought many valuable ores to the surface. So much so that one day the entire village fell under into a lava pit. His father was able to save him but sadly no one from his village survived. His fathers last words as he flung Luv-Do-Laas to saftey were "You son of an Ogiim!!"
That being said Luv-Do-Laas vowed never to mine again as he hung his pick up forever. He thought for a moment and in realizing how fruitless life would be without mining immediatly picked his pick back up and vowed to mine for all his fallen, and most likely really pissed, bretheren and reclaim the honer that he had lost. He however then explaimed 'Meh' and went about his life.
These days Luv goes about his life mining for the sake of mining. He has built many buildings but inhabits none. He lives mainly in his mines. He rarely meets others but tries to get along with all. He has some friends and doesn't care for wars. He sells his materials to anyone who will pay. Often enough though he will build underground mazes to hide his fruits of labor in chests and forgets how to find them again. But he doesn't mind because he lives for the sake of mining. If you ever run across Luv be sure to buy his goods and not get lost in his mazes.
IGN Name:Gothic_Snow (old clan tag name)
Why do you want to join our server?:I think it would be nice to try a rp server
How would you benefit our server?: I think i would make a good new edition to the already great server ^.^ though i am new at this
Do you understand the rules? yes :smile.gif:
Rp Character name: Real Name:Snow Nickname: Styx
Worship: (if any) Lunidia
Character appearance: Average height 5'5 Always is wearing a green cloak to shroud himself from the eyes of others, Hair color is unknown , pitch dark eyes ,and pale skin. (Looks like a ranger).
Character Story: Snow never knew his parents.They were both military specialists highly skilled at there job covered in mystery and deception . Though on a mission in Orkiska to deliver reconnaissance Intel to there superiors they were ambushed in the small town of Ul'warth. Outnumbered and terribly surrounded there lives remained unknown unclear whether they lived or died.
Orphaned at the age of 2 he was adopted by a woodsman friend of his parents , who got everything he needed to survive from the woods. Snow still sulking over the lost of his parents tried to mingle with his kind ,but he was out-casted by the others for being a orphan. Anger roared through Snow as he beamed home. As he entered the room the woodsman saw the rage inside his eyes and the anger coursing through his blood. The woodsman from that point on called him Styx (Hatred).Snow liked the nickname though he never admitted it. Styx never tried to return to his kind, his only company was the woodsman and the wolves that he had tamed that he had thanked Lunidia for. For many years the woodsman taught Styx the art of archery fining the tips of expertise until the woodsman could no longer teach Styx for he had surpass him. Styx had regained control of his anger letting him live a very peaceful life , until one day he went out to hunt. When he returned he saw a dead corpse in front of his home upon closer observations it turned out to be a bandit with a arrow shaft lodged within his throat. Styx looked at his home more closely and saw that it was in ruins. He ran towards his home slamming into the door breaking it off it's hinges, and to his horrid expression he saw the woodsman dead with a dagger sticking out of his back between his shoulder blades. He cried the first tears he had ever cried since he lost his parents and felt the anger that had felt when he was shunned . Now standing above the only companion he had he vowed to protect the ones he cared for and offer help whenever he could. He saw a way to complete his vow with starting a new life in the world where tensions have risen and will crack any time soon Styx will make a name for himself in this shattering world. Only at the age of 17 did Styx leave his home with nothing more than the clothes on his back, a bow, arrows and bones.
In Game Name:ploper2525 (No Caps)
Location:United States Colorado
Why do you want to join our server?: i love medeval servers
How will you benefit our server?:im nice and i love making new friends
Do you understand the rules?: yes :smile.gif:
Roleplay Character Name:Masly
Worship (if any):Vulcan
Character Appearance: Female, Short Stature, Long brown hair, green eyes.
Character Background Story:Grew up in the hill side mountain tops and had a brother Hadvort. Always played together until the accedent happened, they were playing hide and seek when she surprised Hadvort on the edge of a cliff and he fell off. she has always blammed herself for anything thats happened after that day...