Welcome to The World of Dardanos, We're an upstart community of roleplayers looking to build a server. As of now, we've made a world and have a few players but we're looking to grow, thus why we're posting here. We're relatively small right now, thus we're keeping away from lore so that the players may make it themselves. The server will be mostly player driven, with occasional events that may also be inspired by the players. We will have a small application at the end of this post, but as far as story goes, there's no real lore, just keep it within medievil fantasy boundaries.
IP: 73.34.17.240:25565
Application:
OOC (Out of Character)
In Game Name:
Age: Define Metagaming:
Define Powergaming:
Skype (Optional):
In Character
We don't have much here, as none of the servers story has been released, so for now make your story as you want. Players will carry onto the the main world either way, just keep it medievil
Character Name:
Describe your characters personality:
A Small backstory of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.) :
In Game Name: Quotingmc
Age: 14 Define Metagaming: Using knowledge to your advantage that you know but your character does not.
Define Powergaming: Doing things that others cannot respond to or that forces them into something.
Skype (Optional): Quotingmc
Character Name: Harvey Biggs
Describe your characters personality: Sad, slightly Scared, Angry with some, mixed about life, hides some secrets about himself from others.
A Small backstory of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.) : Born a farmers son Harvey left home young seeking a better life. He settled in the city but was betrayed by a friend who framed him for a crime which landed him in prison.He escaped but as a broke person who has been living on the streets since. He survives of others generosity. He can never return to his family as they would not accept him for his 'crime'.
Define Metagaming:
Meta gaming is the act of using OOC knowledge in IC situations while IC'ly you con't have acces to that kind of information in any way.
Define Powergamming:
Power gaming is the act of forcing other players into certain actions or situations or acting too 'powerfull' like a character that can control other peoples mind like a puppeteer. Or a assassin that kills his opponent with a critical blow. A) Assassin: *Slits Harry's troth* instead of Assassin: *attempts to slit Harry's troth* incase of A Harry has no choice but suffer being slit his troth while option B allows him to (re)act.
Skype:
Joris [Helde], should do the trick. In-Character:
Name:
Helios
Race:
Human
Age:
Thirty-eight
Physical description:
Eye colour: Green
hair colour: Dark brown
weight: 142 lbs
build: Regular
height: 5,8
Formal and mainly consisting of common wear to slightly wealthy apearal. Or when working; average lumberjack's outfit with an apron and or toolbelt.
Personality:
Helios used to be a very open person but due to his loss of family and other events grew quite distant of other people. Now mostly only willing to socialize with others that either require his service or if interested in bussiness, but only on a formal level of communicating. To actually get access to his more personal self Helios has to be aproached in a indirect way of speech. He will not show his true self unless completely accostumed to the other person.
He also tends to turn rather harsh on people that aren't part of the human race. Raising his prices by a hundred procent for non-humans or uncivilized humans. While civil human people get the normal price for his services.
He also tends to drink a lot in evenings after he is done working and he loves a great meal. However on parties he will only been seen sitting and stuffing his stomach. Dancing, singing and participating in feastly activities are things that belong to his past. And will therefore refuse to participate and will only anger him if invited to.
Background Story:
Thirty eight years ago, a little boy was born. His name was Helios, Named after the sun that shined brighter than the usual sun on that day. His parents were wealthy merchants. And while unnatural forces swept through the land they focused on helping the poor and the sick. Through trading they gave away unneeded supplies in trade of medicine and food, which they gave to those who needed them. Helios was raised in the way of “Do what you want, and if you are happy with the choices you make. Then so are we.”
And so he did, at the age of six. He spent most of his time in his parents study room. The little library as he called it. Because there were so much books that complete walls were covered in these little tomes of knowledge. When he became eleven he had read everything and understood it as well. He was a little smart kid, with the love for knowledge. Even though he developed something else, he became conceitedly to others. Thinking that he was better than others.
While working in the shop and helping his parents with making money or helping the local folks. He developed a high grade of charisma. It only took a minute or so to turn a traveller into a buying one, He could even sell them goods even if they wouldn’t need it at all. Though his parents taught him to be honest and that he should only sell the goods if they actual needed it. They said if you would do that it would make you not better than a random haggler with no feeling for other people’s feeling. And that he would become the kind of thing they wouldn’t want Helios to become, “An unrighteous fellow”. That’s why he didn’t use this skill very often.
At the age of nineteen he started to travel around. He searched for one thing, Knowledge. In the way of books, exploring or by discovering new things. When on one day he met an old men, sitting on a rock near a road. Legs crossed and hands in some kind of squeeze. He was in peace, and he looked as if he was meditating. Helios came closer and asked, “What are you doing?” The old men didn’t say anything and continued sitting in silence. Helios turned his head a bit, just like how a dog would act when he sees something strange. He looked and knew that this old men wouldn’t move a muscle. Helios putted down his bag and went to the other side of the road and went to sit on a rock. Which was smaller than the one where the old men on sat. After a few minutes he tried to do the same position like the old men was doing. With a lot of moaning and sighing he finally did it. And there he sat. He observed the old men and closed his eyes. After a minute he peeked and looked if something already happened. No, the man was still there in his same position. He tried again to close his eyes and thought about what he would do next. He couldn’t figure anything out, and went back to his childhood. He had a lovely childhood and had this requisite feeling of visiting his parents again soon. He felt happiness and satisfaction. A blanket of tingling warmth surrounded him. An amazing feeling. And with a glare of happiness and pure satisfaction, he opened his eyes. The old man was still sitting there, but now with open eyes. He smiled. “You felt it, Didn’t you?” Helios asked him “What did I feel exactly?” “An ancient force that every life form possesses, with exception of the human.” “What is this Ancient Force called?” The men sighed and took a deep lung filling breath and exhaled it after a few seconds. “Life”
The old man lived in a small wooden shack deep in de forest, it was small and cosy but actually big enough for both to live. Helios lived here for a few years and helped the man in return for living and education, as the man turned out to be a scholar, disciplined in various arts. Arts that included mathematics, engineering, geology, rhetoric’s and philosophy. A literate person that preferred solitude above crowded cities, that is what he was. Oh and he also could make lovely tea from local herbs and ingredients.
After about a year or six on one day, the man asked Helios to go to town and bring him back everything that was on a list he gave him. Helios ran to town that was located two miles from where they lived and got everything that was on the list. But after returning the man and the house where he had lived for so many years.. had disappeared. Absolutely no traces could be found and it looked like nothing had happened here since the beginning of creation.
He spend quite some time looking around for clues for days, but eventually gave up. He went back to the path where they had met for the first time and sat down on the smaller rock where he once sat. He tried to meditate but could not until he stood up and sat on the bigger boulder. And there he sat. He observed his surroundings and closed his eyes. After a minute he peeked and looked if something already happened. No, nothing happened and everything was still in the same position. He tried again to close his eyes and thought about what he would do next. He couldn’t figure anything out, and went back to the time that he had spend with the old man. He had a lovely time and had this requisite feeling of visiting his parents again soon. He felt happiness and satisfaction. A blanket of tingling warmth surrounded him. An amazing feeling. And with a glare of happiness and pure satisfaction, he opened his eyes. “life” he sighted, and at that exact moment a person appeared in the distance.
Helios turned himself around and looked at the figure that approached him, After a while the shape turned into a notable young girl around an age of twenty three. After a minute the two were facing each other. They stared, they talked, they laughed and in the end they walked hand in hand over the path in the direction of the town where he had ran to, days before.
They lived a happy and simple life for a few years. But life has its own twists and turns and this life didn’t sustain in the way it was currently lived. Joy came to an end, and Helios had to leave. Why and how, are bits of this story that would make a grown man cry. And therefore these parts of tear jerking will not be told for the sorrow is too great to bare.
But before Helios left he received a letter, ...
After hearing that his father died, he went to his birthplace and stayed there to live with his mother. He continued his work. Observing and learning about the arts of mathematics and engineering. Though he didn’t learn much in these couple of years. As he helped his old mother with things in and around the house. His mother who had helped poor and sick people was now depended on the help of others. But before she passed away she said that he should continue her work. Helping people as much as could. And so did Helios. When his mother died of old age a couple of years after his father died. He joined a group colonists who travelled to the new and promised lands of the frontier to help, teach and aid the people who were going there. And so did Helios.
Eventhough his journey to these new lands didn't go as smooth as he had hoped to, not to mention that it didn't go asif they had told him during the enlisting he pusched through and made it. Many companions that had joined him along this trip had suffered illness and hunger but due to his own wits he stayed as much as he could from the sick and hid half of his rations in his sleeping sack and rucksack when he noticed that suplies dwimbled and eventually were all up and used. It had became a matter of survival and thus the only person he had to keep in mind was himself. After a few harsh months they arrived on unfamiliar shore and thats when things got worse.
The people got of the boat kissed these new lands on hands and knees and ran off into the woods to seek food and water. But a ship with as much people as this wouldn't have gone unnoticed and it wouldn't be long before other people.. or creatures would find out.
Within days a small encampment was formed and Helios was content to perform his profession once again. He even fell in love with a women ten years younger then him and after a few picked flowers and a great dinner they concluded that they fit. The day after they had build a nice cottage near the center of this new settlement. And everything was good. There had only been a few incidents in which supplies and food went gone. But everything changed when a child went missing.
The settlement assembled and a scouting party was send into the woods. But even the party, like the child, was never heard of again. People became scared and reports of sightings were done from things watching them from within the forest. And it finally happend after 6 months since arrival. They attacked.
Native tribes roars. Fire. Smoke. Screaming. Blood.. so much blood. And so much death.
Helios had been working at the local craftshouse when it happend and he had walked outside when he heard the screams. Untill the tribals put their cleavers in the throaths of those he knew he finnaly snapped from his stare and ran back inside the craftshouse. He locked it and put a few logs of wood against it. What did he have to do now, they would eventually break through and he had seen fire and smoke so it wouldn't be long before also this building would catch flames and probably burn him alive. Without thinking even more he ran out of the backside which he had not barricaded. But when he was out in the open every way out was swarming with tribals. There was only one option left. Hide. So without thinking he jumped in the well behind the craftshouse. And there he waited.
Screams echoed through the well and everything sounded even worser and more terrifying than it was out there. But eventually everything became calm and resulted in an unatural silence. Helios waited longer just to be sure, and finnaly crawled out of the well to see the ruins of their settlement. Bodies had been draged off, probably for sacrifice or worse.. as food. He slowly looked around seeing if he could find people who where still breathing. Eventually ending at his own house.
He walked in. The fire had not taken his house. But more, they hadn't taken his newly wed wife. She had been sitting there tied to a pole. They hadn't taken her. But why?
Helios kneeld and kissed her, I'll cut you loose he said. You should go she said. Helios didn't listen and untied her ropes, but then a sound was triggered. Metal on metal. It had been a trap. They ran, but she did not make far. She was caught by an arrow in her back she fell. Helios kept running only to fall to the ground a few miles away. there he weeped and realised that she didn't made it. He hadden't even look back, he had been too scarred to look. To re-see something that he had seen before..
Helios had been walking through the woods for several days already. He had been living of berries, mushrooms and a healthy amount of twigs. He lost it. Many would have said. But Helios never really got in any trouble will gathering food in such a god forsaken place like this. He even spend a big chunk of his life in the woods when he stayed with a old man that lived in a remote cabin in a dense foresty area like this. He taught him everything he knew about physics and architecture but also took him out looking for edible things. So eventhough in a mental situation like his he never forgot what he had learned there. In other words he hadn't gone as feral as you would have expected from a man such as helios. Alone. In a forest. Lost. Still in grief from his lost.
He had slept in a abandoned den, probably once inhabited by a wolf and her cubs or a big bulky bear. But it was shelter from the rain and cold so he was content with what he had. He couldn't lost more than that what he already had lost. Every morning he drank from a shallow river to the north of this den and then went looking for food to the west where there was more vegitation and activety from forest inhabitants.
He caught a few rabbits and squirls after he finnaly got his snare traps right and eventually knew where to place them for the most chance of success. But everything changed untill he stumbled upon a rock formation which he taught would be ideal for hunting mouse. He cleared the ground and layed out a path with rocks and twigs and was making a snaretrap but then his eye caught something that didn't fit the scenery.
He saw a shiny piece of marble and put his hand on it and swipe dirt from it. He felt that it was too smooth to be naturally cut by mother nature itself and came to the conclusion it had to be man made. He continiued to clean it from the remaining dirt and moss and finnaly saw what it was. A grave stone. With a name that reminded him of his former wife. And there he griefed untill dark.
It was just the thing he needed to gather his act together and snap out of his unhealthy mental state. He washed himself in the river, he ate berries and squirl. Climbed ontop of the rock formation near the grave and said his prayers. Took up his coat of fur from the critters he had slaughterd and ate. Found him a good looking branch with a sturdy grib and followed the river for seven days. Untill he ended at a small settlement..
In Game Name: BewareTheShadow
Age: 14 Define Metagaming: When the play uses out-of-character knowledge to direct the decisions his character makes. Define Powergaming: (Please correct me if I'm wrong) When the player gives their character overpowered traits (such as giving their wizard the ability to kill a man using his mind) without giving them any balancing traits or weaknesses.
Skype (Optional):
In Character
We don't have much here, as none of the servers story has been released, so for now make your story as you want. Players will carry onto the the main world either way, just keep it medieval
Character Name: Adam Stoneheart
Describe your characters personality: Grim, dark sense of humor
A Small back story of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.): Adam is an assassin who fights for gold, diamonds, and other precious metals. He his good at brewing potions which he designs to enhance his strength, speed, etc. He was raised as an orphan on the streets, and the need for survival and the hardship of life molded his body and mind into peak physical condition. He joined the army, and soon he had worked himself to the rank of general. But during a battle he was shot in the leg with a poisoned arrow. The leg healed, but the poison weakened him severely. He left the army to search for a way to get his former strength back. He trained for years and soon was back to former glory, though he decided to become an assassin instead of joining the army. That way, he could quench his thirst for battle without the fear of being of wounded as badly as he was before.
In Game Name: BewareTheShadow
Age: 14 Define Metagaming: When the play uses out-of-character knowledge to direct the decisions his character makes. Define Powergaming: (Please correct me if I'm wrong) When the player gives their character overpowered traits (such as giving their wizard the ability to kill a man using his mind) without giving them any balancing traits or weaknesses.
Skype (Optional):
In Character
We don't have much here, as none of the servers story has been released, so for now make your story as you want. Players will carry onto the the main world either way, just keep it medieval
Character Name: Adam Stoneheart
Describe your characters personality: Grim, dark sense of humor
A Small back story of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.): Adam is an assassin who fights for gold, diamonds, and other precious metals. He his good at brewing potions which he designs to enhance his strength, speed, etc. He was raised as an orphan on the streets, and the need for survival and the hardship of life molded his body and mind into peak physical condition. He joined the army, and soon he had worked himself to the rank of general. But during a battle he was shot in the leg with a poisoned arrow. The leg healed, but the poison weakened him severely. He left the army to search for a way to get his former strength back. He trained for years and soon was back to former glory, though he decided to become an assassin instead of joining the army. That way, he could quench his thirst for battle without the fear of being of wounded as badly as he was before.
P.S. Does this server use any plugins?
First of all, Though generic, well written. Accepted. Secondly, Yes we do use some of the common plugins for RP, such as a chat plugin, chairs, and a few less significant ones. If there's any you'd suggest, feel free to PM me if you can't find its function on the server already. Thirdly, there's a partial problem with permissions right now, and the permissions guy is asleep right now. At most the server will be fit for play by the end of the day, The Dardanos staff sincerely apologize for this oversight.
Hello all, I very deeply apologize for the problems, but the server, with some minor problems that will be fixed by the end of the day, is playable. The entire Dardanos staff, including me is really sorry for all the inconvenience and we will be working to keep them to a minimum from now on. Enjoy the server, all
Define Metagaming: Using ooc knowledge as In character knowledge for your character to use as if they just had an epiphany of sorts.
Define Powergaming: forcing a player into a situation where you are overpowering them and forcing them into a situation they're not comfortable with/ have no way to fight back.
Skype (Optional):
In Character
We don't have much here, as none of the servers story has been released, so for now make your story as you want. Players will carry onto the the main world either way, just keep it medievil
Character Name: Maria Ageleitter
Describe your characters personality: A bit of a loner type, Quiet, Stutters quite a bit, observant, calculating.
A Small backstory of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.) :
Maria Ageleitter was born to a clan of Ageleitters which among nine other clans govern a small municipality of humans that have taken to the underground and have carved themselves homes to live in throughout the ages. In Maria's younger years, she would go to the mines with her older brother Yoltohm and often watch him prospect ores and would coordinate with the other clans to bring various hauls back to the municipality for smelting and smithing them into various tools and trinkets.
When Maria was at the age of eighteen, she would leave her clan as a tradition to travel the world with the vast knowledge of her expertise in mining and smithing.
Define Metagaming: Using ooc knowledge as In character knowledge for your character to use as if they just had an epiphany of sorts.
Define Powergaming: forcing a player into a situation where you are overpowering them and forcing them into a situation they're not comfortable with/ have no way to fight back.
Skype (Optional):
In Character
We don't have much here, as none of the servers story has been released, so for now make your story as you want. Players will carry onto the the main world either way, just keep it medievil
Character Name: Maria Ageleitter
Describe your characters personality: A bit of a loner type, Quiet, Stutters quite a bit, observant, calculating.
A Small backstory of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.) :
Maria Ageleitter was born to a clan of Ageleitters which among nine other clans govern a small municipality of humans that have taken to the underground and have carved themselves homes to live in throughout the ages. In Maria's younger years, she would go to the mines with her older brother Yoltohm and often watch him prospect ores and would coordinate with the other clans to bring various hauls back to the municipality for smelting and smithing them into various tools and trinkets.
When Maria was at the age of eighteen, she would leave her clan as a tradition to travel the world with the vast knowledge of her expertise in mining and smithing.
Well written, and original. Accepted. Welcome to Dardanos.
In Game Name: BewareTheShadow
Age: 14 Define Metagaming: When the play uses out-of-character knowledge to direct the decisions his character makes. Define Powergaming: (Please correct me if I'm wrong) When the player gives their character overpowered traits (such as giving their wizard the ability to kill a man using his mind) without giving them any balancing traits or weaknesses.
Skype (Optional):
In Character
We don't have much here, as none of the servers story has been released, so for now make your story as you want. Players will carry onto the the main world either way, just keep it medieval
Character Name: Adam Stoneheart
Describe your characters personality: Grim, dark sense of humor
A Small back story of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.): Adam is an assassin who fights for gold, diamonds, and other precious metals. He his good at brewing potions which he designs to enhance his strength, speed, etc. He was raised as an orphan on the streets, and the need for survival and the hardship of life molded his body and mind into peak physical condition. He joined the army, and soon he had worked himself to the rank of general. But during a battle he was shot in the leg with a poisoned arrow. The leg healed, but the poison weakened him severely. He left the army to search for a way to get his former strength back. He trained for years and soon was back to former glory, though he decided to become an assassin instead of joining the army. That way, he could quench his thirst for battle without the fear of being of wounded as badly as he was before.
P.S. Does this server use any plugins?
Btw, my brother accidentally used my MCF account to write that application. His real MCF username is BewareTheShadow.
In Game Name: CrazyFreakHi_786 Age: 14 Define Metagaming: Metagaming is using knowledge not known to your character but to your OOC self. Define Powergaming: Using powers or abilities that your character does not have, unrealistic scenarios. Eg: “Summoning the god Hades from the underworld to kill you!” Skype (Optional): I will PM you this, if that is okay
In Character: We don't have much here, as none of the servers story has been released, so for now make your story as you want. Players will carry onto the the main world either way, just keep it medievil
Character Name: Yggdrisill Describe your characters personality: Yggdrisill is a quiet yet confident young man. Not much is known about him, not even his last name, he is incredibly private. He enjoys being alone, but will, from time to time, seek the company of others, depending on the people. He is always kind and modest, never speaking out of turn, although he doesn’t usually speak. He is intelligent, but not incredibly intelligent, and he enjoys the outdoors. A Small backstory of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.) :
Yggdrisill was born far away, in the north, to a land of mysterious people. No one knew what or who they were, they looked like Elves, but were somewhat different. For one, the colour of their skin was darker, a chocolate brown. Yggdrisill was no exception to this. They also enjoyed keeping to themselves, no one knew their name. On this, Yggdrisill was different. He enjoyed the company of his neighbours, the short, to him, people who had roundish ears and pale skin. He would sometimes sneak into their village and seek the wonders of their land. He loved their food, their weapons, their culture, their music. However, one day he was caught outside the bakery, by a overly large man who was known as the baker. The man grew angry at Yggdrisill, thinking him a theif, but once Yggdrisill explained himself, the man grew to enjoy the tall child. So he told Yiggdrisill that he could come to his bakery whenever he would like to, and he might even let him try a piece of bread or two. As this went on, Yggdrisill learned much about food, from the culture of man, and grew to love them even more. Finally, one day, the man, whose name was Gemini, allowed Yggdrisill to bake a little bit. The result was spectacular, and Yggdrisill became an apprentice baker.
Days turned into weeks, weeks to months, and months to years, and Yggdrisill was about to live through his twenty-first winter. Twenty-first to the land of men, but in reality, Yggdrisill was just about to enter his two hundred and second winter, quite the feat. Yggdrisill passed as a tall, coloured man, when he covered his ears to go gather supplies for Gemini. One night, he ran into two men, well, one was a woman. They looked to be his age, physically. Yggdrisill was confused as to why they were out so late, so he asked them.
The woman just blushed and said, ‘Never you mind! You’re Yggdrisill aren’t you? The Bakers son?”
Yggdrisill was a bit shocked, “I am not his son, merely his apprentice, and what may I call you?”
He asked the man and woman. The man replied, “My name is Requil (Re-qui-el).”
The woman said, “And mine be Ayleth.”
“Well it is quite nice to meet you, but I must be on my way,” said Yggdrisill. Little did Yggdrisill know, that these two would soon be people he grew to love.
As more years passed, Yggdrisill showed no sign of aging, and it was a wonder to Requil and Ayleth, until finally one day, he showed his true self to them. Requil was amused, and love that his best friend was an Elf! Ayleth was less than satisfied, she grew weary of Yggdrisill after he revealed himself to them. Requil was the son of the lord of the town, thus giving him access to many privileges. He took it upon himself to teach Yggdrisill everything he knew of war and battle. He taught him to fight with a blade, a bow, and his own bare hands. He showed him the art of concealment, what time he should stand up for himself, and when to be quiet. Yggdrisill loved these lessons, and was quite good. Requil even asked the Captain of the Guard, Hadrian, to help them in their studies. Hadrian was a well-known swordsmen and was more than happy to teach the two young man and elf-like creature, the art of battle. He even asked Ayleth to join them, and soon, all three learned how to properly defend themselves. Ayleth was a master with the sword, while Requil was amazing with a bow. Yggdrisill could fend off most enemies with his bare hands, due to his height and built body, but he enjoyed using a sword and bow. He favourite weapon was a blade he asked, begged, the blacksmith to forge. It was like a knife attached to a cuff, it swung out and looked as if the blade came out of his wrist. He could also shoot this blade, like a bow. Requil was in awe of the blade, but could never understand how to use it.
As more years passed, and the young men, and woman, grew to be men and woman, the town was attacked by bandits. The guard tried to fight, but were not winning. Hadrian lost his life first, being shot through the arm and bleeding out. Requil tried to fight, but was run over by a horse, killing him instantly. Ayleth survived, but it was because she was the one who allowed the bandits inside. She only wanted Yggdrisill dead, and he almost did die. He fought with his best friend until he was killed, and held him in his arms. Before Requil died, he told Yggdrisill of a passageway leading out of the town. Yggdrisill took it, but not after promising Requil that he would avenge him, Ayleth would taste steel. Thus he found himself in a land not known to him, a land in which he would train, and be ready for when Ayleth came for him…
In Game Name: Smoke_TH Age: 23 Define Metagaming: breaking 4th wall, making ooc info to be known to character itself, destroying purpose of serious roleplay basically. Define Powergaming: No flaws, every skill in the book, all knowing, all doing sack of 'i play to win'. In other words - not balanced character +forcing others in deadlock situations where you overpower them.
Skype (Optional): smoke_th
In Character
Character Name: Valtar Gravelchipper Race: Dwarf Age: 30 Gender: Male Occupation: Crossbowdwarf(bowdwarf if no crossbow mod)/Craftsman Appearance: He is medium sized, with sturdy body frame, very long dark-orange/light brown beard and hair, short creature fond of drink and industry.
Personality: Content, calm when not disturbed, but easy to anger. Loves a good story, and a joke. Punches everyone who's not tolerant towards dwarves till they will tolerate em. Background Story:
Born in one the dwarf fortresses of Akzak Venomshields, Valtar, like many others of his fortress had an okay childhood, occasionally helping his father in blacksmith duties.
At age of 16 he was recruited into crossbowdwarf squad and spent next 10 years on split job - half of the year he was partaking in various shooting-related duties - hunting for provisions, partaking in nightwatch duties, occasionally fighting invasions, another half of the year he was serving as a blacksmith.
At age of 26 fortress was torn apart by portal breakout and dozens of hellish creatures overrun fortress, refuges fled in all directions to seek fortune in the world.
First year since the fall of Akzak, Valtar joined up with refugee group "leather cloak and pickaxe" and rushed to nearby dwarven fortress to recruit adventurers and try taking fortress back. Several months later, after spending most of his earned forture he assembled a small squad of hardass dwarven killers and decided to try his luck.
Sadly, when they arrived to location Akzak mostly crumbled into the dust, with slimes and golems roaming surroundings. Valtar did not gave up, and instead ordered massive scavenging operation. After that, every warrior in his squad had enough money to buy half of the small town, but that wasn't what Valtar were after.
The portal on the bottom of Akzak were ready to be opened once again, and after having a "are you crazy?" argument with his troop, he took only ones who were crazy enough, re-activated the portal and step through it...
On the other end he discovered sad truth - revenge he was after were already committed - remnants of Akzak nightwatch actually managed to close portal off from the other side, but nobody brought any matches with them to re-open it. Small wing of nightwatch assembled a sealed-off fortress around other end of the portal and planted mushrooms.
The fascinating thing were that hell mutated them - they became firedwarves. But thankfully didn't lost their minds to abyss, and thanked Valtar for final rescue.
Quote from dialog with captain of nightwatch:
"Dissappointment, after dissappointment fellas. I tell you, i want to retake Akzak, i come to ruins, i want to have my revenge - it already been done. What in a name of Amrok even...."
"Well, at least you came to rescue us. Frankly - we were getting sick of eating these blasted mushrooms, i haven't had a good wine in a year."
"Ech, you're welcome. Say, you still called nightwatch? i don't see much night in here"
"Ah no, we renamed ourselves - now - we are hellwatch."
"Heh. Fascinating story, mate."
After all said and done Valtar had money, but didn't had a place to settle. So he decided to roam the world.
3 years since, Valtar still roaming the world, seeking adventures, fortune and glory. Ask him about his adventures if you meet him - he's quiet a story teller.
In Game Name: CrazyFreakHi_786 Age: 14 Define Metagaming: Metagaming is using knowledge not known to your character but to your OOC self. Define Powergaming: Using powers or abilities that your character does not have, unrealistic scenarios. Eg: “Summoning the god Hades from the underworld to kill you!” Skype (Optional): I will PM you this, if that is okay
In Character: We don't have much here, as none of the servers story has been released, so for now make your story as you want. Players will carry onto the the main world either way, just keep it medievil
Character Name: Yggdrisill Describe your characters personality: Yggdrisill is a quiet yet confident young man. Not much is known about him, not even his last name, he is incredibly private. He enjoys being alone, but will, from time to time, seek the company of others, depending on the people. He is always kind and modest, never speaking out of turn, although he doesn’t usually speak. He is intelligent, but not incredibly intelligent, and he enjoys the outdoors. A Small backstory of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.) :
Yggdrisill was born far away, in the north, to a land of mysterious people. No one knew what or who they were, they looked like Elves, but were somewhat different. For one, the colour of their skin was darker, a chocolate brown. Yggdrisill was no exception to this. They also enjoyed keeping to themselves, no one knew their name. On this, Yggdrisill was different. He enjoyed the company of his neighbours, the short, to him, people who had roundish ears and pale skin. He would sometimes sneak into their village and seek the wonders of their land. He loved their food, their weapons, their culture, their music. However, one day he was caught outside the bakery, by a overly large man who was known as the baker. The man grew angry at Yggdrisill, thinking him a theif, but once Yggdrisill explained himself, the man grew to enjoy the tall child. So he told Yiggdrisill that he could come to his bakery whenever he would like to, and he might even let him try a piece of bread or two. As this went on, Yggdrisill learned much about food, from the culture of man, and grew to love them even more. Finally, one day, the man, whose name was Gemini, allowed Yggdrisill to bake a little bit. The result was spectacular, and Yggdrisill became an apprentice baker.
Days turned into weeks, weeks to months, and months to years, and Yggdrisill was about to live through his twenty-first winter. Twenty-first to the land of men, but in reality, Yggdrisill was just about to enter his two hundred and second winter, quite the feat. Yggdrisill passed as a tall, coloured man, when he covered his ears to go gather supplies for Gemini. One night, he ran into two men, well, one was a woman. They looked to be his age, physically. Yggdrisill was confused as to why they were out so late, so he asked them.
The woman just blushed and said, ‘Never you mind! You’re Yggdrisill aren’t you? The Bakers son?”
Yggdrisill was a bit shocked, “I am not his son, merely his apprentice, and what may I call you?”
He asked the man and woman. The man replied, “My name is Requil (Re-qui-el).”
The woman said, “And mine be Ayleth.”
“Well it is quite nice to meet you, but I must be on my way,” said Yggdrisill. Little did Yggdrisill know, that these two would soon be people he grew to love.
As more years passed, Yggdrisill showed no sign of aging, and it was a wonder to Requil and Ayleth, until finally one day, he showed his true self to them. Requil was amused, and love that his best friend was an Elf! Ayleth was less than satisfied, she grew weary of Yggdrisill after he revealed himself to them. Requil was the son of the lord of the town, thus giving him access to many privileges. He took it upon himself to teach Yggdrisill everything he knew of war and battle. He taught him to fight with a blade, a bow, and his own bare hands. He showed him the art of concealment, what time he should stand up for himself, and when to be quiet. Yggdrisill loved these lessons, and was quite good. Requil even asked the Captain of the Guard, Hadrian, to help them in their studies. Hadrian was a well-known swordsmen and was more than happy to teach the two young man and elf-like creature, the art of battle. He even asked Ayleth to join them, and soon, all three learned how to properly defend themselves. Ayleth was a master with the sword, while Requil was amazing with a bow. Yggdrisill could fend off most enemies with his bare hands, due to his height and built body, but he enjoyed using a sword and bow. He favourite weapon was a blade he asked, begged, the blacksmith to forge. It was like a knife attached to a cuff, it swung out and looked as if the blade came out of his wrist. He could also shoot this blade, like a bow. Requil was in awe of the blade, but could never understand how to use it.
As more years passed, and the young men, and woman, grew to be men and woman, the town was attacked by bandits. The guard tried to fight, but were not winning. Hadrian lost his life first, being shot through the arm and bleeding out. Requil tried to fight, but was run over by a horse, killing him instantly. Ayleth survived, but it was because she was the one who allowed the bandits inside. She only wanted Yggdrisill dead, and he almost did die. He fought with his best friend until he was killed, and held him in his arms. Before Requil died, he told Yggdrisill of a passageway leading out of the town. Yggdrisill took it, but not after promising Requil that he would avenge him, Ayleth would taste steel. Thus he found himself in a land not known to him, a land in which he would train, and be ready for when Ayleth came for him…
It was a nice read, though kinda generic in plot. Accepted, though please mind your spelling while on the server.
In Game Name: Smoke_TH Age: 23 Define Metagaming: breaking 4th wall, making ooc info to be known to character itself, destroying purpose of serious roleplay basically. Define Powergaming: No flaws, every skill in the book, all knowing, all doing sack of 'i play to win'. In other words - not balanced character +forcing others in deadlock situations where you overpower them.
Skype (Optional): smoke_th
In Character
Character Name: Valtar Gravelchipper Race: Dwarf Age: 30 Gender: Male Occupation: Crossbowdwarf(bowdwarf if no crossbow mod)/Craftsman Appearance: He is medium sized, with sturdy body frame, very long dark-orange/light brown beard and hair, short creature fond of drink and industry.
Personality: Content, calm when not disturbed, but easy to anger. Loves a good story, and a joke. Punches everyone who's not tolerant towards dwarves till they will tolerate em. Background Story:
Born in one the dwarf fortresses of Akzak Venomshields, Valtar, like many others of his fortress had an okay childhood, occasionally helping his father in blacksmith duties.
At age of 16 he was recruited into crossbowdwarf squad and spent next 10 years on split job - half of the year he was partaking in various shooting-related duties - hunting for provisions, partaking in nightwatch duties, occasionally fighting invasions, another half of the year he was serving as a blacksmith.
At age of 26 fortress was torn apart by portal breakout and dozens of hellish creatures overrun fortress, refuges fled in all directions to seek fortune in the world.
First year since the fall of Akzak, Valtar joined up with refugee group "leather cloak and pickaxe" and rushed to nearby dwarven fortress to recruit adventurers and try taking fortress back. Several months later, after spending most of his earned forture he assembled a small squad of hardass dwarven killers and decided to try his luck.
Sadly, when they arrived to location Akzak mostly crumbled into the dust, with slimes and golems roaming surroundings. Valtar did not gave up, and instead ordered massive scavenging operation. After that, every warrior in his squad had enough money to buy half of the small town, but that wasn't what Valtar were after.
The portal on the bottom of Akzak were ready to be opened once again, and after having a "are you crazy?" argument with his troop, he took only ones who were crazy enough, re-activated the portal and step through it...
On the other end he discovered sad truth - revenge he was after were already committed - remnants of Akzak nightwatch actually managed to close portal off from the other side, but nobody brought any matches with them to re-open it. Small wing of nightwatch assembled a sealed-off fortress around other end of the portal and planted mushrooms.
The fascinating thing were that hell mutated them - they became firedwarves. But thankfully didn't lost their minds to abyss, and thanked Valtar for final rescue.
Quote from dialog with captain of nightwatch:
"Dissappointment, after dissappointment fellas. I tell you, i want to retake Akzak, i come to ruins, i want to have my revenge - it already been done. What in a name of Amrok even...."
"Well, at least you came to rescue us. Frankly - we were getting sick of eating these blasted mushrooms, i haven't had a good wine in a year."
"Ech, you're welcome. Say, you still called nightwatch? i don't see much night in here"
"Ah no, we renamed ourselves - now - we are hellwatch."
"Heh. Fascinating story, mate."
After all said and done Valtar had money, but didn't had a place to settle. So he decided to roam the world.
3 years since, Valtar still roaming the world, seeking adventures, fortune and glory. Ask him about his adventures if you meet him - he's quiet a story teller.
Not bad, and it was actually original, though it lacked in some places *COUGH* GRAMMAR *COUGH*
Character Name: Enzo
Describe your characters personality: Usually likes to be a bandit, though can be a nice guy if you get to know him, Also freaking LOVES masks, he thinks that they not only make him look awesome, it also helps him blend in, Makes him like a assasin or something, which he thinks are epic.
A Small backstory of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.): Lost in the woods.. i should've listened to them.. why didnt i.. Wait.. i see something! Looks like a town.. Aaaand of course theres police.. goddamnit.. well just take this smooth and steady.. " Hello sirs, may i enter this fine town of yours? " " What do you think your doing here? People from the outer world cannot enter this town. " " Aww c'mon, i have lots of jewels and cash to give your king to help this promised land! " " Is this a trick? " " Nope! Just let me pass and i can help.... uh.. This place become greater and better than ever before! If you could just understand. " " You sure i can trust you? " " Fine! I wont give you all these gold and jewels. " " Okay okay.. you can go by.. but if i see you being naughty, im kicking your butt out of here! " " Yeah yeah.. " And of course i didnt have any gold and jewels, and became a famous town bandit.. If it wasnt for the dumb guard i'd probably be in jail though.. heh.
Character Name: Enzo
Describe your characters personality: Usually likes to be a bandit, though can be a nice guy if you get to know him, Also freaking LOVES masks, he thinks that they not only make him look awesome, it also helps him blend in, Makes him like a assasin or something, which he thinks are epic.
A Small backstory of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.): Lost in the woods.. i should've listened to them.. why didnt i.. Wait.. i see something! Looks like a town.. Aaaand of course theres police.. goddamnit.. well just take this smooth and steady.. " Hello sirs, may i enter this fine town of yours? " " What do you think your doing here? People from the outer world cannot enter this town. " " Aww c'mon, i have lots of jewels and cash to give your king to help this promised land! " " Is this a trick? " " Nope! Just let me pass and i can help.... uh.. This place become greater and better than ever before! If you could just understand. " " You sure i can trust you? " " Fine! I wont give you all these gold and jewels. " " Okay okay.. you can go by.. but if i see you being naughty, im kicking your butt out of here! " " Yeah yeah.. " And of course i didnt have any gold and jewels, and became a famous town bandit.. If it wasnt for the dumb guard i'd probably be in jail though.. heh.
Ummm.... You seem to have missed a half of the application. Fix that and we're good.
Sorry.. i dunno what Metagaming or Powergaming is.. can you explain please?
It isn't something I can explain. For the sake of the servers integrity it's something you must know. Go google it or something if you actually tried to get on a RP server and didn't know. Repost the app once you know and include the half you left out last time.
In Game Name: EnzoSoCute
Age: 11 Define Metagaming: Having an advantage over something/someone else.
Define Powergaming: Being to powerful for the other to comprehend. ( i think )
Skype (Optional): none
Character Name: Enzo
Describe your characters personality: Usually likes to be a bandit, though can be a nice guy if you get to know him, Also freaking LOVES masks, he thinks that they not only make him look awesome, it also helps him blend in, Makes him like a assasin or something, which he thinks are epic.
A Small backstory of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.): Lost in the woods.. i should've listened to them.. why didnt i.. Wait.. i see something! Looks like a town.. Aaaand of course theres police.. goddamnit.. well just take this smooth and steady.. " Hello sirs, may i enter this fine town of yours? " " What do you think your doing here? People from the outer world cannot enter this town. " " Aww c'mon, i have lots of jewels and cash to give your king to help this promised land! " " Is this a trick? " " Nope! Just let me pass and i can help.... uh.. This place become greater and better than ever before! If you could just understand. " " You sure i can trust you? " " Fine! I wont give you all these gold and jewels. " " Okay okay.. you can go by.. but if i see you being naughty, im kicking your butt out of here! " " Yeah yeah.. " And of course i didnt have any gold and jewels, and became a famous town bandit.. If it wasnt for the dumb guard i'd probably be in jail though.. heh.
Is that good? :c
In Game Name: EnzoSoCute
Age: 11 Define Metagaming: Having an advantage over something/someone else.
Define Powergaming: Being to powerful for the other to comprehend. ( i think )
Skype (Optional): none
Character Name: Enzo
Describe your characters personality: Usually likes to be a bandit, though can be a nice guy if you get to know him, Also freaking LOVES masks, he thinks that they not only make him look awesome, it also helps him blend in, Makes him like a assasin or something, which he thinks are epic.
A Small backstory of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.): Lost in the woods.. i should've listened to them.. why didnt i.. Wait.. i see something! Looks like a town.. Aaaand of course theres police.. goddamnit.. well just take this smooth and steady.. " Hello sirs, may i enter this fine town of yours? " " What do you think your doing here? People from the outer world cannot enter this town. " " Aww c'mon, i have lots of jewels and cash to give your king to help this promised land! " " Is this a trick? " " Nope! Just let me pass and i can help.... uh.. This place become greater and better than ever before! If you could just understand. " " You sure i can trust you? " " Fine! I wont give you all these gold and jewels. " " Okay okay.. you can go by.. but if i see you being naughty, im kicking your butt out of here! " " Yeah yeah.. " And of course i didnt have any gold and jewels, and became a famous town bandit.. If it wasnt for the dumb guard i'd probably be in jail though.. heh.
Is that good? :c
So, you got powergaming half right, and the other half of powergaming was what you thought metagaming was, which is fair. And something I should have addressed when I first replied to you, Your backstory is somewhat generic. We're looking for more unique and new characters. If you can flesh out your backstory a bit, make it a bit more original, and figure out what metagaming is, I'll be happy to accept you.
IP: 73.34.17.240:25565
Application:
OOC (Out of Character)
In Game Name:
Age:
Define Metagaming:
Define Powergaming:
Skype (Optional):
In Character
We don't have much here, as none of the servers story has been released, so for now make your story as you want. Players will carry onto the the main world either way, just keep it medievil
Character Name:
Describe your characters personality:
A Small backstory of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.) :
Accepted, Welcome to Dardanos
Well done, and the art was a well placed and refreshing touch. Welcome to Dardanos
In Game Name: BewareTheShadow
Age: 14
Define Metagaming: When the play uses out-of-character knowledge to direct the decisions his character makes. Define Powergaming: (Please correct me if I'm wrong) When the player gives their character overpowered traits (such as giving their wizard the ability to kill a man using his mind) without giving them any balancing traits or weaknesses.
Skype (Optional):
In Character
We don't have much here, as none of the servers story has been released, so for now make your story as you want. Players will carry onto the the main world either way, just keep it medieval
Character Name: Adam Stoneheart
Describe your characters personality: Grim, dark sense of humor
A Small back story of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.): Adam is an assassin who fights for gold, diamonds, and other precious metals. He his good at brewing potions which he designs to enhance his strength, speed, etc. He was raised as an orphan on the streets, and the need for survival and the hardship of life molded his body and mind into peak physical condition. He joined the army, and soon he had worked himself to the rank of general. But during a battle he was shot in the leg with a poisoned arrow. The leg healed, but the poison weakened him severely. He left the army to search for a way to get his former strength back. He trained for years and soon was back to former glory, though he decided to become an assassin instead of joining the army. That way, he could quench his thirst for battle without the fear of being of wounded as badly as he was before.
P.S. Does this server use any plugins?
Last updated: 6/23/2016
First of all, Though generic, well written. Accepted. Secondly, Yes we do use some of the common plugins for RP, such as a chat plugin, chairs, and a few less significant ones. If there's any you'd suggest, feel free to PM me if you can't find its function on the server already. Thirdly, there's a partial problem with permissions right now, and the permissions guy is asleep right now. At most the server will be fit for play by the end of the day, The Dardanos staff sincerely apologize for this oversight.
Check your skype or look above two posts for the explanation, as said previously, The World of Dardanos' staff sincerely apologize.
In Game Name: sexycombine
Age: 21
Define Metagaming: Using ooc knowledge as In character knowledge for your character to use as if they just had an epiphany of sorts.
Define Powergaming: forcing a player into a situation where you are overpowering them and forcing them into a situation they're not comfortable with/ have no way to fight back.
Skype (Optional):
In Character
We don't have much here, as none of the servers story has been released, so for now make your story as you want. Players will carry onto the the main world either way, just keep it medievil
Character Name: Maria Ageleitter
Describe your characters personality: A bit of a loner type, Quiet, Stutters quite a bit, observant, calculating.
A Small backstory of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.) :
Maria Ageleitter was born to a clan of Ageleitters which among nine other clans govern a small municipality of humans that have taken to the underground and have carved themselves homes to live in throughout the ages. In Maria's younger years, she would go to the mines with her older brother Yoltohm and often watch him prospect ores and would coordinate with the other clans to bring various hauls back to the municipality for smelting and smithing them into various tools and trinkets.
When Maria was at the age of eighteen, she would leave her clan as a tradition to travel the world with the vast knowledge of her expertise in mining and smithing.
Well written, and original. Accepted. Welcome to Dardanos.
Btw, my brother accidentally used my MCF account to write that application. His real MCF username is BewareTheShadow.
Last updated: 6/23/2016
OOC (Out of Character):
In Game Name: CrazyFreakHi_786
Age: 14
Define Metagaming: Metagaming is using knowledge not known to your character but to your OOC self.
Define Powergaming: Using powers or abilities that your character does not have, unrealistic scenarios. Eg: “Summoning the god Hades from the underworld to kill you!”
Skype (Optional): I will PM you this, if that is okay
In Character:
We don't have much here, as none of the servers story has been released, so for now make your story as you want. Players will carry onto the the main world either way, just keep it medievil
Character Name: Yggdrisill
Describe your characters personality: Yggdrisill is a quiet yet confident young man. Not much is known about him, not even his last name, he is incredibly private. He enjoys being alone, but will, from time to time, seek the company of others, depending on the people. He is always kind and modest, never speaking out of turn, although he doesn’t usually speak. He is intelligent, but not incredibly intelligent, and he enjoys the outdoors.
A Small backstory of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.) :
Yggdrisill was born far away, in the north, to a land of mysterious people. No one knew what or who they were, they looked like Elves, but were somewhat different. For one, the colour of their skin was darker, a chocolate brown. Yggdrisill was no exception to this. They also enjoyed keeping to themselves, no one knew their name. On this, Yggdrisill was different. He enjoyed the company of his neighbours, the short, to him, people who had roundish ears and pale skin. He would sometimes sneak into their village and seek the wonders of their land. He loved their food, their weapons, their culture, their music. However, one day he was caught outside the bakery, by a overly large man who was known as the baker. The man grew angry at Yggdrisill, thinking him a theif, but once Yggdrisill explained himself, the man grew to enjoy the tall child. So he told Yiggdrisill that he could come to his bakery whenever he would like to, and he might even let him try a piece of bread or two. As this went on, Yggdrisill learned much about food, from the culture of man, and grew to love them even more. Finally, one day, the man, whose name was Gemini, allowed Yggdrisill to bake a little bit. The result was spectacular, and Yggdrisill became an apprentice baker.
Days turned into weeks, weeks to months, and months to years, and Yggdrisill was about to live through his twenty-first winter. Twenty-first to the land of men, but in reality, Yggdrisill was just about to enter his two hundred and second winter, quite the feat. Yggdrisill passed as a tall, coloured man, when he covered his ears to go gather supplies for Gemini. One night, he ran into two men, well, one was a woman. They looked to be his age, physically. Yggdrisill was confused as to why they were out so late, so he asked them.
The woman just blushed and said, ‘Never you mind! You’re Yggdrisill aren’t you? The Bakers son?”
Yggdrisill was a bit shocked, “I am not his son, merely his apprentice, and what may I call you?”
He asked the man and woman. The man replied, “My name is Requil (Re-qui-el).”
The woman said, “And mine be Ayleth.”
“Well it is quite nice to meet you, but I must be on my way,” said Yggdrisill. Little did Yggdrisill know, that these two would soon be people he grew to love.
As more years passed, Yggdrisill showed no sign of aging, and it was a wonder to Requil and Ayleth, until finally one day, he showed his true self to them. Requil was amused, and love that his best friend was an Elf! Ayleth was less than satisfied, she grew weary of Yggdrisill after he revealed himself to them. Requil was the son of the lord of the town, thus giving him access to many privileges. He took it upon himself to teach Yggdrisill everything he knew of war and battle. He taught him to fight with a blade, a bow, and his own bare hands. He showed him the art of concealment, what time he should stand up for himself, and when to be quiet. Yggdrisill loved these lessons, and was quite good. Requil even asked the Captain of the Guard, Hadrian, to help them in their studies. Hadrian was a well-known swordsmen and was more than happy to teach the two young man and elf-like creature, the art of battle. He even asked Ayleth to join them, and soon, all three learned how to properly defend themselves. Ayleth was a master with the sword, while Requil was amazing with a bow. Yggdrisill could fend off most enemies with his bare hands, due to his height and built body, but he enjoyed using a sword and bow. He favourite weapon was a blade he asked, begged, the blacksmith to forge. It was like a knife attached to a cuff, it swung out and looked as if the blade came out of his wrist. He could also shoot this blade, like a bow. Requil was in awe of the blade, but could never understand how to use it.
As more years passed, and the young men, and woman, grew to be men and woman, the town was attacked by bandits. The guard tried to fight, but were not winning. Hadrian lost his life first, being shot through the arm and bleeding out. Requil tried to fight, but was run over by a horse, killing him instantly. Ayleth survived, but it was because she was the one who allowed the bandits inside. She only wanted Yggdrisill dead, and he almost did die. He fought with his best friend until he was killed, and held him in his arms. Before Requil died, he told Yggdrisill of a passageway leading out of the town. Yggdrisill took it, but not after promising Requil that he would avenge him, Ayleth would taste steel. Thus he found himself in a land not known to him, a land in which he would train, and be ready for when Ayleth came for him…
In Game Name: Smoke_TH
Age: 23
Define Metagaming: breaking 4th wall, making ooc info to be known to character itself, destroying purpose of serious roleplay basically.
Define Powergaming: No flaws, every skill in the book, all knowing, all doing sack of 'i play to win'. In other words - not balanced character +forcing others in deadlock situations where you overpower them.
Skype (Optional): smoke_th
In Character
Character Name: Valtar Gravelchipper
Race: Dwarf
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Occupation: Crossbowdwarf(bowdwarf if no crossbow mod)/Craftsman
Appearance: He is medium sized, with sturdy body frame, very long dark-orange/light brown beard and hair, short creature fond of drink and industry.
Personality: Content, calm when not disturbed, but easy to anger. Loves a good story, and a joke. Punches everyone who's not tolerant towards dwarves till they will tolerate em.
Background Story:
Born in one the dwarf fortresses of Akzak Venomshields, Valtar, like many others of his fortress had an okay childhood, occasionally helping his father in blacksmith duties.
At age of 16 he was recruited into crossbowdwarf squad and spent next 10 years on split job - half of the year he was partaking in various shooting-related duties - hunting for provisions, partaking in nightwatch duties, occasionally fighting invasions, another half of the year he was serving as a blacksmith.
At age of 26 fortress was torn apart by portal breakout and dozens of hellish creatures overrun fortress, refuges fled in all directions to seek fortune in the world.
First year since the fall of Akzak, Valtar joined up with refugee group "leather cloak and pickaxe" and rushed to nearby dwarven fortress to recruit adventurers and try taking fortress back. Several months later, after spending most of his earned forture he assembled a small squad of hardass dwarven killers and decided to try his luck.
Sadly, when they arrived to location Akzak mostly crumbled into the dust, with slimes and golems roaming surroundings. Valtar did not gave up, and instead ordered massive scavenging operation. After that, every warrior in his squad had enough money to buy half of the small town, but that wasn't what Valtar were after.
The portal on the bottom of Akzak were ready to be opened once again, and after having a "are you crazy?" argument with his troop, he took only ones who were crazy enough, re-activated the portal and step through it...
On the other end he discovered sad truth - revenge he was after were already committed - remnants of Akzak nightwatch actually managed to close portal off from the other side, but nobody brought any matches with them to re-open it. Small wing of nightwatch assembled a sealed-off fortress around other end of the portal and planted mushrooms.
The fascinating thing were that hell mutated them - they became firedwarves. But thankfully didn't lost their minds to abyss, and thanked Valtar for final rescue.
Quote from dialog with captain of nightwatch:
"Dissappointment, after dissappointment fellas. I tell you, i want to retake Akzak, i come to ruins, i want to have my revenge - it already been done. What in a name of Amrok even...."
"Well, at least you came to rescue us. Frankly - we were getting sick of eating these blasted mushrooms, i haven't had a good wine in a year."
"Ech, you're welcome. Say, you still called nightwatch? i don't see much night in here"
"Ah no, we renamed ourselves - now - we are hellwatch."
"Heh. Fascinating story, mate."
After all said and done Valtar had money, but didn't had a place to settle. So he decided to roam the world.
3 years since, Valtar still roaming the world, seeking adventures, fortune and glory. Ask him about his adventures if you meet him - he's quiet a story teller.
It was a nice read, though kinda generic in plot. Accepted, though please mind your spelling while on the server.
Not bad, and it was actually original, though it lacked in some places *COUGH* GRAMMAR *COUGH*
Describe your characters personality: Usually likes to be a bandit, though can be a nice guy if you get to know him, Also freaking LOVES masks, he thinks that they not only make him look awesome, it also helps him blend in, Makes him like a assasin or something, which he thinks are epic.
A Small backstory of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.): Lost in the woods.. i should've listened to them.. why didnt i.. Wait.. i see something! Looks like a town.. Aaaand of course theres police.. goddamnit.. well just take this smooth and steady.. " Hello sirs, may i enter this fine town of yours? " " What do you think your doing here? People from the outer world cannot enter this town. " " Aww c'mon, i have lots of jewels and cash to give your king to help this promised land! " " Is this a trick? " " Nope! Just let me pass and i can help.... uh.. This place become greater and better than ever before! If you could just understand. " " You sure i can trust you? " " Fine! I wont give you all these gold and jewels. " " Okay okay.. you can go by.. but if i see you being naughty, im kicking your butt out of here! " " Yeah yeah.. " And of course i didnt have any gold and jewels, and became a famous town bandit.. If it wasnt for the dumb guard i'd probably be in jail though.. heh.
This seems..
very
very
interesting.
What do you two think?
* i dont know i think it looks fine.
Yea, English is not my native language, and i was sleepy when i wrote that. So, sorry.
Ummm.... You seem to have missed a half of the application. Fix that and we're good.
I thought so, just wanted to get the point across. You're whitelisted on the server so join whenever.
This seems..
very
very
interesting.
What do you two think?
* i dont know i think it looks fine.
It isn't something I can explain. For the sake of the servers integrity it's something you must know. Go google it or something if you actually tried to get on a RP server and didn't know. Repost the app once you know and include the half you left out last time.
Age: 11
Define Metagaming: Having an advantage over something/someone else.
Define Powergaming: Being to powerful for the other to comprehend. ( i think )
Skype (Optional): none
Character Name: Enzo
Describe your characters personality: Usually likes to be a bandit, though can be a nice guy if you get to know him, Also freaking LOVES masks, he thinks that they not only make him look awesome, it also helps him blend in, Makes him like a assasin or something, which he thinks are epic.
A Small backstory of your character (Doesn't have to be long, the most I demand is a paragraph or a short summary.): Lost in the woods.. i should've listened to them.. why didnt i.. Wait.. i see something! Looks like a town.. Aaaand of course theres police.. goddamnit.. well just take this smooth and steady.. " Hello sirs, may i enter this fine town of yours? " " What do you think your doing here? People from the outer world cannot enter this town. " " Aww c'mon, i have lots of jewels and cash to give your king to help this promised land! " " Is this a trick? " " Nope! Just let me pass and i can help.... uh.. This place become greater and better than ever before! If you could just understand. " " You sure i can trust you? " " Fine! I wont give you all these gold and jewels. " " Okay okay.. you can go by.. but if i see you being naughty, im kicking your butt out of here! " " Yeah yeah.. " And of course i didnt have any gold and jewels, and became a famous town bandit.. If it wasnt for the dumb guard i'd probably be in jail though.. heh.
Is that good? :c
This seems..
very
very
interesting.
What do you two think?
* i dont know i think it looks fine.
So, you got powergaming half right, and the other half of powergaming was what you thought metagaming was, which is fair. And something I should have addressed when I first replied to you, Your backstory is somewhat generic. We're looking for more unique and new characters. If you can flesh out your backstory a bit, make it a bit more original, and figure out what metagaming is, I'll be happy to accept you.