My point still stands. I don't like your attitude and I don't want you on my server, you're an ungrateful little kid and you need to learn your place. Come back when you learn some maturity - its people like you that make us have an age cap.
User name*: danieldoodle Age*: 11 Location/Time Zone*: U.S.A time zone: Eastern Did someone refer you?: no Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1 or just "Spoutcraft")*: spoutcraft Have you ever been banned? Why?*: one time because i griefed and i was 3 days old in minecraft and i didnt know what it was Have you voted for us and given us a diamond?: no Land/Town: Job*: mineralist Race*:Assasian Name: Doodle Age*: 13 Bio*: I grew up taking stuff from the bad people. and used my sword skills only in the bad times. i trained with a swordsman for a long time before i got my skills. i grew up in the town of shinto with my parents and they also trained me swordsskills.I will keep on stealing from the evil.
User name*: timytimytimy Age*: 15 Location/Time Zone*: PST Did someone refer you?: no Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.3.2 Land/Town: Decide it later Job*: Armourer Race: Assassin Name: Tim Age*: 15 Bio*: played on a lot of servers, has some issues with admins abusing powers.
IGN: timytimytimy Age: 15 Location/Time Zone: PST Faction/Nation/Town (can be decided later): I'll decide that later Did someone refer you?: no Race: Assassin
User name*: timytimytimy Age*: 15 Location/Time Zone*: PST Did someone refer you?: no Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.3.2 Land/Town: Decide it later Job*: Armourer Race: Assassin Name: Tim Age*: 15 Bio*: My family and I lived on a peaceful island with very few other people. We all knew each others names and what every ones trials and challenges were. We all knew each other fears, weaknesses, and what we loved the most. We were a perfect society, only the 23 of us. Living in a small fishing village. Everything went different one night, a ship crashed into the shore of our island. Bloodied and massacred bodies were thrown overboard onto the beach. Everyone awoke to hearing a foul sound. A consistent heavy breathing and many loud footsteps. It all happened so fast that I could not see what was going on. All I could see were hulking shadows dragging other villagers away, toward the boat. I looked behind me for my family, but they were being dragged away, already dead, with there heads cut off and thrown into our house that we once loved before. I ran into the shadows to nearly escape the rushing of the enemies toward our house. An enemy stood in front of me, not knowing where I was. I looked for anything in his pockets, I found a sharp knife with runes inscribed upon the hilt. I unsheathed it and thrusted it into his back. Paralyzed and bleeding out, he fell onto the cold grass and died. I managed to gather some food, and some water and headed for the village docks. I arrived there and found a couple fishing boats. I hurriedly jumped in, and rowed to safety. Not knowing where I would end up.
USUALLY, a perm-deny would mean you couldn't apply again. But, I quite like the bio, so I'm gonna forget I said that an accept you.
If you've not seen it on the main page, IP is 74.91.27.186 - We're still on 1.2.5, but I recommend using spoutcraft to play anyway. You'll get a little lag when you join, it downloads our unique custom blocks when you first log in - it'll pass after a few minutes and you'll be fine.
If you want spoutcraft, go to get.spout.org. Once you're online tell a mod or admin you were accepted on Minecraft Forums (most of them don't check here anymore)
[b]User name[/b]*: MidnightChipmunk
[b]Age[/b]*: 15
[b]Location/Time Zone[/b]*: EST
[b]Did someone refer you?[/b]: No
[b]Minecraft Version[/b]*: 1.3.2
[b]Have you ever been banned? Why?[/b]*: No
[b]Have you voted for us and given us a diamond?[/b][b]: No but I will after I post this
[b]Land/Town[/b]: Valthraxus
[b]Job[/b]*: Arcane Enchanter
[b]Race[/b]*: Hunter, also I think you should change this to class instead of race
[b]Name[/b]: Izerac
[b]Age[/b]*: 15
[b]Bio[/b]*: I was born in Valthraxus, my mother passed away during a raid and my father was the only one there for me. My father was a powerful battle mage but when he tried teaching me his easiest spell I just couldn't cast it. I became an excellent hunter instead, I can summon powerful beasts and, I'm extremely stealthy and accurate. I help my father create potions, staves, and various other magical things from time to time. I have mastered on how to make the magical items without magic. I help him gather the necessary materials faster than anyone that has tried. I hop from tree to tree searching far and wide just to please my father.
[b]User name[/b]*: MidnightChipmunk
[b]Age[/b]*: 15
[b]Location/Time Zone[/b]*: EST
[b]Did someone refer you?[/b]: No
[b]Minecraft Version[/b]*: 1.3.2
[b]Have you ever been banned? Why?[/b]*: No
[b]Have you voted for us and given us a diamond?[/b][b]: No but I will after I post this
[b]Land/Town[/b]: Valthraxus
[b]Job[/b]*: Arcane Enchanter
[b]Race[/b]*: Hunter, also I think you should change this to class instead of race
[b]Name[/b]: Izerac
[b]Age[/b]*: 15
[b]Bio[/b]*: I was born in Valthraxus, my mother passed away during a raid and my father was the only one there for me. My father was a powerful battle mage but when he tried teaching me his easiest spell I just couldn't cast it. I became an excellent hunter instead, I can summon powerful beasts and, I'm extremely stealthy and accurate. I help my father create potions, staves, and various other magical things from time to time. I have mastered on how to make the magical items without magic. I help him gather the necessary materials faster than anyone that has tried. I hop from tree to tree searching far and wide just to please my father.
Denied.
It is a RACE because you are BORN into it. Why should we change it just because one person doesn't know the difference between a class and a race, or can't be bothered to read up on it?
Anyway, you're denied because you state your father as a battlemage whereas you are a hunter. It is genetic, so you and your father would be the same RACE.
Was going to re-apply (been on this server before), but is a bio really required? Am not really good at that I guess.
No, bio isn't required but you cannot get a race without one. I need to update the main post quite a bit really.
Right now we're doing a lot of changes around the server, once those are done the main page and wiki will be updated accordingly
Anyway yeah feel free to apply, you don't need a bio just remember you can't choose a race if you don't have one. The limits of that:
- Only up to Iron sword, Leather armor, no bow (In the future you'll be able to use an Oak (vanilla) bow, but not until we release the other bows)
- No race skills
User name*: vantuil Age*: 16 Location/Time Zone*: UTC + 1 Did someone refer you?: Not really. Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.4.5 Land/Town: Valthraxus Job*: Farmer Race: Battle Mage Name: Abso Age*: 16 Bio*: Was born in a silent town. Abso had never really any friends, nor people who cared about him. His family abandoned him after he got cursed. After several years, things started to clear up for Abso. His character started to change. What used to be a dark, lonely and sad boy, started to evolve in a somewhat better person. Still, Abso didn't know who or what he was in life. Shortly after he devised he had to find himself, he want on a adventure. On his own. Without any equipment, Abso went out on adventure. He felt stronger than ever. With his growing magical powers, he was able to move water, grow seeds and feel the true nature. Slowly, as his adventure came to an end, Abso felt like he was being pushed back to the darkness. He now found himself. Abso was a mage, he felt pure and independant. Now, that he was finally back on track, he wanted to move to Valthraxus, to rebuild what he once lost.
Offtopic: Wow, this story took me a hour lol. Am not really good in creating fictional stories. But yea, like I said, been before on this server. Not sure why I left. Haven't played Minecraft in a long time though. I hope this is enough.
User name*:3dcheesenips Age*:15 Location/Time Zone*:East Coast USA, -5.00 GMT Did someone refer you?:No Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*:1.4.5 Land/Town:Valthraxus Job*:Arcane Enchanter, Chef, or Armorer (you can pick my job) Race:Assassin Name: Tryndamere Age* 27 Bio*: Home was a place forgotten. During the 3rd age, around 340 T.D, a small group of bandits had been venturing. The small village of Lelgromar had been in the sights of these bloodthirsty men. Its deep riches and plentiful cattle seduced even the most holy of men to violence. Olaf, father of Tryndamere and Darius, had much pride for his small village. He would fight for whatever war came at his doors, which he followed to his death. The bandits' steel arrows pierced through the leather armor of the Lelgromarians like a hot knife to a Brahmerls sweet milky butter. Many had fallen. Luckily, (or maybe not) for Tryndamere and Darius, their home was situated at the edge of the mountain village. It took only a few moments of climbing to run to safety. They had no food, no armor, no weapons. The clothes on their backs are what kept them alive. They knew of the perils that riddled the lands outside their modest village. Their late mother always worried her boys would run. Tryndamere had not an ounce of strength after hours of retreat. His 8 year old body could not take it. Darius could only carry his younger brother for so long. At his mere age of 11, he had done what most would consider a feat of valor. However, their energy had run out. The monsters had started to appear. Skeltrenons, Spidarous, and Zombreim were summoned in the ivory night. The Ender Kings mystical work, it seemed. It seemed almost as if they were in slow motion, the boys. They toppled over, tumbling over a small hill, covered in jagged rocks. There was no chance for these two boys. As the light in Tryndameres eyes started to fade, he gazed upon a figure making its way towards him. He was sure this was it.
Three weeks later and the boys come out of their coma.
Razrock, the Valthraxian Assassin, was out gathering herbs for his potions. He could hear with his elvish ears the duo running, attracting a lot of attention as they made their way towards him. He ran to help, but the two had passed out. Thankfully, Razrock was skilled in the arts of Arcane Magicks, and used a Spell of Slumber to place the two under a deep sleep, in exchange for rapid healing.
As the boys grew into men, they followed the teachings of their new master down to the last sentence he had ever spoken.
Darius made towards the west, hoping to find information regarding the bandits that ruined his life.
As for Tryndamere, he was skilled in the secret arts of Magick, and was the best Assassin in all of Valthraxus, next to his teacher Razrock.
Tryndamere had his own idea in mind..
Tryndamere knew what he wanted to do..
Tryndamere was in an unrelentless fury..
And Tryndamere wanted revenge....
SORRY FOR THE SPELLING MISTAKES
I DID NOT GO OVER THIS, I SPENT 23 MINUTES ON IT,
and I dont want to spend any more
User name*: Runnetty Age*: 19 Location/Time Zone*: Norway GMT +1 Did someone refer you?: Greyhunt Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.4.5 Land/Town: Harfang Job*: Builder Race: Assassin Name: Age*: 19 Bio*: Runnetty was a silent boy that always felt socialy akward beeing the center of too much attention. When he was 12, his father taught him how to wield a blade, and how to defend himself. The years past and his father kept teaching him new tricks. On his 18th birthday, Runnetty's father led him down into the basement where there was hooded people standing in a cirqle around a little altar. On that day Runnetty became an Assassin, a silent killer, with more blood on his hands than any other kid on his age would ever have.
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Curse PremiumAge*: 11
Location/Time Zone*: U.S.A time zone: Eastern
Did someone refer you?: no
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1 or just "Spoutcraft")*: spoutcraft
Have you ever been banned? Why?*: one time because i griefed and i was 3 days old in minecraft and i didnt know what it was
Have you voted for us and given us a diamond?: no
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Job*: mineralist
Race*:Assasian
Name: Doodle
Age*: 13
Bio*: I grew up taking stuff from the bad people. and used my sword skills only in the bad times. i trained with a swordsman for a long time before i got my skills. i grew up in the town of shinto with my parents and they also trained me swordsskills.I will keep on stealing from the evil.
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Curse PremiumIt runs better than it did, so give it a try
Age*: 15
Location/Time Zone*: PST
Did someone refer you?: no
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.3.2
Land/Town: Decide it later
Job*: Armourer
Race: Assassin
Name: Tim
Age*: 15
Bio*: played on a lot of servers, has some issues with admins abusing powers.
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Age*: 15
Location/Time Zone*: PST
Did someone refer you?: no
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.3.2
Land/Town: Decide it later
Job*: Armourer
Race: Assassin
Name: Tim
Age*: 15
Bio*: My family and I lived on a peaceful island with very few other people. We all knew each others names and what every ones trials and challenges were. We all knew each other fears, weaknesses, and what we loved the most. We were a perfect society, only the 23 of us. Living in a small fishing village. Everything went different one night, a ship crashed into the shore of our island. Bloodied and massacred bodies were thrown overboard onto the beach. Everyone awoke to hearing a foul sound. A consistent heavy breathing and many loud footsteps. It all happened so fast that I could not see what was going on. All I could see were hulking shadows dragging other villagers away, toward the boat. I looked behind me for my family, but they were being dragged away, already dead, with there heads cut off and thrown into our house that we once loved before. I ran into the shadows to nearly escape the rushing of the enemies toward our house. An enemy stood in front of me, not knowing where I was. I looked for anything in his pockets, I found a sharp knife with runes inscribed upon the hilt. I unsheathed it and thrusted it into his back. Paralyzed and bleeding out, he fell onto the cold grass and died. I managed to gather some food, and some water and headed for the village docks. I arrived there and found a couple fishing boats. I hurriedly jumped in, and rowed to safety. Not knowing where I would end up.
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If you want spoutcraft, go to get.spout.org. Once you're online tell a mod or admin you were accepted on Minecraft Forums (most of them don't check here anymore)
[b]Age[/b]*: 15
[b]Location/Time Zone[/b]*: EST
[b]Did someone refer you?[/b]: No
[b]Minecraft Version[/b]*: 1.3.2
[b]Have you ever been banned? Why?[/b]*: No
[b]Have you voted for us and given us a diamond?[/b][b]: No but I will after I post this
[b]Land/Town[/b]: Valthraxus
[b]Job[/b]*: Arcane Enchanter
[b]Race[/b]*: Hunter, also I think you should change this to class instead of race
[b]Name[/b]: Izerac
[b]Age[/b]*: 15
[b]Bio[/b]*: I was born in Valthraxus, my mother passed away during a raid and my father was the only one there for me. My father was a powerful battle mage but when he tried teaching me his easiest spell I just couldn't cast it. I became an excellent hunter instead, I can summon powerful beasts and, I'm extremely stealthy and accurate. I help my father create potions, staves, and various other magical things from time to time. I have mastered on how to make the magical items without magic. I help him gather the necessary materials faster than anyone that has tried. I hop from tree to tree searching far and wide just to please my father.
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It is a RACE because you are BORN into it. Why should we change it just because one person doesn't know the difference between a class and a race, or can't be bothered to read up on it?
Anyway, you're denied because you state your father as a battlemage whereas you are a hunter. It is genetic, so you and your father would be the same RACE.
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Curse PremiumNo, bio isn't required but you cannot get a race without one. I need to update the main post quite a bit really.
Right now we're doing a lot of changes around the server, once those are done the main page and wiki will be updated accordingly
Anyway yeah feel free to apply, you don't need a bio just remember you can't choose a race if you don't have one. The limits of that:
- Only up to Iron sword, Leather armor, no bow (In the future you'll be able to use an Oak (vanilla) bow, but not until we release the other bows)
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Curse PremiumAll looks good to me, accepted
We have a new IP so make sure you log in to the right server: http://silvania.co.u...hp?topic=1415.0
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Age*:15
Location/Time Zone*:East Coast USA, -5.00 GMT
Did someone refer you?:No
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*:1.4.5
Land/Town:Valthraxus
Job*:Arcane Enchanter, Chef, or Armorer (you can pick my job)
Race:Assassin
Name: Tryndamere
Age* 27
Bio*: Home was a place forgotten. During the 3rd age, around 340 T.D, a small group of bandits had been venturing. The small village of Lelgromar had been in the sights of these bloodthirsty men. Its deep riches and plentiful cattle seduced even the most holy of men to violence. Olaf, father of Tryndamere and Darius, had much pride for his small village. He would fight for whatever war came at his doors, which he followed to his death. The bandits' steel arrows pierced through the leather armor of the Lelgromarians like a hot knife to a Brahmerls sweet milky butter. Many had fallen. Luckily, (or maybe not) for Tryndamere and Darius, their home was situated at the edge of the mountain village. It took only a few moments of climbing to run to safety. They had no food, no armor, no weapons. The clothes on their backs are what kept them alive. They knew of the perils that riddled the lands outside their modest village. Their late mother always worried her boys would run. Tryndamere had not an ounce of strength after hours of retreat. His 8 year old body could not take it. Darius could only carry his younger brother for so long. At his mere age of 11, he had done what most would consider a feat of valor. However, their energy had run out. The monsters had started to appear. Skeltrenons, Spidarous, and Zombreim were summoned in the ivory night. The Ender Kings mystical work, it seemed. It seemed almost as if they were in slow motion, the boys. They toppled over, tumbling over a small hill, covered in jagged rocks. There was no chance for these two boys. As the light in Tryndameres eyes started to fade, he gazed upon a figure making its way towards him. He was sure this was it.
Three weeks later and the boys come out of their coma.
Razrock, the Valthraxian Assassin, was out gathering herbs for his potions. He could hear with his elvish ears the duo running, attracting a lot of attention as they made their way towards him. He ran to help, but the two had passed out. Thankfully, Razrock was skilled in the arts of Arcane Magicks, and used a Spell of Slumber to place the two under a deep sleep, in exchange for rapid healing.
As the boys grew into men, they followed the teachings of their new master down to the last sentence he had ever spoken.
Darius made towards the west, hoping to find information regarding the bandits that ruined his life.
As for Tryndamere, he was skilled in the secret arts of Magick, and was the best Assassin in all of Valthraxus, next to his teacher Razrock.
Tryndamere had his own idea in mind..
Tryndamere knew what he wanted to do..
Tryndamere was in an unrelentless fury..
And Tryndamere wanted revenge....
SORRY FOR THE SPELLING MISTAKES
I DID NOT GO OVER THIS, I SPENT 23 MINUTES ON IT,
and I dont want to spend any more
You will get a proper reply and can go from there.
Age*: 19
Location/Time Zone*: Norway GMT +1
Did someone refer you?: Greyhunt
Minecraft Version (eg 1.8.1)*: 1.4.5
Land/Town: Harfang
Job*: Builder
Race: Assassin
Name:
Age*: 19
Bio*: Runnetty was a silent boy that always felt socialy akward beeing the center of too much attention. When he was 12, his father taught him how to wield a blade, and how to defend himself. The years past and his father kept teaching him new tricks. On his 18th birthday, Runnetty's father led him down into the basement where there was hooded people standing in a cirqle around a little altar. On that day Runnetty became an Assassin, a silent killer, with more blood on his hands than any other kid on his age would ever have.