Are you looking for a brand new server with dedicated staff and unique lore? Are you done with distant and corrupt admins and mods who care more about their story than the roleplay? Then join us on Turius! We're a brand new server with a massive database of lore and a truly gigantic world. We have several active factions already, and with a dedicated admin team running 20+ customized plugins and a dynamic map of the server world, we are completely dedicated to the user experience.
AMD FX Black Boxed Octa-core 4.8GHz
15GB Dedicated Dual-Channel RAM
M5A88-M Motherboard
Donations
We run the server completely free for the end-user. We vehemently believe in free, user-generated content, and as such we will not be charging for this server. That is not to say, though, that we operate at zero-cost. It's actually pretty expensive to run the server itself, not to mention the forums, and because of this, we do offer special classes for donors.
Divines - The Gods, Divines, and Titans of the Province of Turius.
Thieves - Heartless thieves and criminals.
Dark Elves - Subfaction of the Thieves, the first and most bloodthirsty of the Thieves.
Human
High Empire - The High King and his court; worshipers of Aleis.
Highborn - Worshipers of Renakai.
Asarid - Worshipers of Leona.
Romulus - Worshipers of Storm.
Elves - The men and women of nature.
Dwarves - Based in Ironhearth Hall, the great Stoneblood.
Corrupt - The evil and perverted souls ofa Turius.
Rules
1. NO HACKING - this is an instant permanent ban.
2. No griefing - this is an instant permanent ban.
3. No sexism/racism - Each instance will be reviewed. We're not talking jokes here, we're talking hate speech. "You're such a woman" is an acceptable jest. "You're a f***ing n****r" is not and will be an instant permaban.
4. You must warn in /l before each instance of killing. A warning for a general kill (i.e. TONIGHT YOU ALL DIE) is acceptable.
5. Place an iron ingot in your application.
6. Have fun!
Application
To apply, please use the following format:
In game name -
In character name -
Age (IRL/IG) -
Character Backstory -
Have you ever been banned? For what?(note, this does not auto remove you - we have a lenient ban policy)
Give an RP response to the following. As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice.
Creation Lore
The Great Void
Before time itself, there was but the void; a vast, empty expanse, filling all of itself while simultaenously occupying no space. In this void, there was nothing, simply absence of presence, and even absence of absence. It is unknown what first coalesced in this great void, but whatever it was, it was concious of it's status within the divine existentialism of infinity. In it's first utterance, it named itself, a name so infinitely grand that to this day, it's echoes fill the endless expanse of time. The vibrations of this utterance, the shaking of it's tonations, are the base components of the universe itself.
In the blink of a divine eye, millenia passed with no reference or constraint, and the being, known simply to man as the Architect, began a great project - constructing a clockwork machinery of cosmic gears and chains, time itself was forged into the fabric of existence, the passage of the universe slowing to a near crawl as the first gears wrapped themselves around the fabric of creation.
Seeing that a universe of such awesome potential and power could not be trusted to one with powers so great, the Architect split himself in two parts, a great eternal darkness and an equally great eternal light. In the instance of their creation, the Architect ceased to be, locked within the eternal clockwork mechanism until such time that he was needed again. The two powers forged in themselves ancient divine names, and they are known to man as Renakai the Lightrend and the Dark Prince of the Inferno.
The Divine Struggle
Thousands of years passed with Renakai and the Dark Prince in peaceful coexistence. Manipuatling matter and energy, they built the Palace of Origin, a grand ornate palace from which all of the light of the universe would emenate. They constructed the first lamp of the divines. The Prince attempt to light it, but the darkness the flooded from his finger tips proved ineffective. Renakai, with hand outreached, allowed the light to flood from his hands, the great lamp finally being lit, flooding the universe.
In time however, the Prince felt the darkness within him, a building anger and jealousy over the powers of Renakai. Though they both knew they were equal creations of a grander power, the Prince felt more and more as if he had been betrayed, that Renakai had been given the lion's share of power. He began to plot the embarassment and downfall of his brother.
The Prince approached Renakai, a sadness in his soul. "Brother, this universe is vast, and it's time infinite. We are alone with such great potential. Shall we create the stars and the terra, and all that resides within?"
Renakai nodded in agreement, and created the Book of Creation to chronicle the forging of this new existence. The Prince simply smiled, his treachery building.
On the first day, Renakai stood at the precipice of the Place of Origin, his hands stretched over the eternal expanse. "It is us in the Aether, and the Nether below - let all that resides in between be the universe of creation, and let it be good." With this utterance, a flash of light grew in the darkness, and a ball of fire and stone formed into a swirling globe. The world was set in place, and the core surrounded.
The Prince, however, stood at an observation point below the Palace, his rapturous glee filling his smile as he too, reached over the expanse. "And all that is corrupted shall reside in the Twilight of the End, and it shall be a universe of torment and chaos." Renakai, hearing this, attacked the Prince, but found they were unable to harm eachother due to the planning of the Architect. Renakai demanded that the Dark Prince make retribution. Reaching his hands over the creation of the End, the Prince sealed the world in the flow of time itself. Renakai, thinking that he had won out over the Prince, left for a time of rest, whilst the Prince smiled, his plan occuring exactly as planned.
On the second day, Renakai stood at the top of the Palace, seeing the creation of terra itself. He raised his hands over the newly formed globe, and commanded, "Let there be the light of my love, to give this place warmth and strength." A star blinked into existence, warming the planet with it's divine rays.
The Prince saw his oppurtunity, raising his hands over the world as well. "Let the sky swallow the love and light, consuming with darkness." From this utterance, a flash of light appeared opposite the star, and turned black, sucking all warmth and heat into it. Renakai once again descended to his brother in attack. Renakai demanded that the Prince concede, and as part of his plan, he did so, allowing the dark planet to reflect the divine energies during the night, so as to give permanent warmth and light to the planet.
On the third day, Renakai stood upon the precipice, and commanded the earth to give rise to new beings. "Let there be life." The world was flooded with a deluge of water, mud, and clay, the first creations of Renakai being Man, the second being the various creatures and animals of the world.
Smiling with cruel planning, the Prince executed the last of his plan. "Corrupt thyselves, and serve no other, for I am your master!" The creatures soon turned to venemous beings, animated corpses, and blood thirsty dragons. Hearing this utterance, Renakai finally screamed out in the ancient tongues of the Architect, casting The Prince to the Nether. "Brother," he began, "I banish you to your infernal palace, and I to mine, so that we may never cross paths again!" For this reason, The Prince is unable to breach the Aether as Renakai is unable to breach the Nether.
The Titans and the Divines
Seeing the destruction wrought by his brother, Renakai crafted three divines, each of terrible and magnificent power.
The first created, the Clan Fireborn, was a multitude of holy utterances from Renakai himself in physical form. Seeing the earth unfit for the new creations of man, the Clan merged themselves in one violent destruction, sending a cascade of energy across the world, instantly terraforming all but the small, desolate islands where the humans resided so as to protect them from the combination's effects. From this occurance, Aleis the Fireborn stepped from the flames, ascending into the sky to aid the other Divines.
The second created, Adtonitus Storm, created the great Northern Winds and the Storms of the Heaven, satiating the parched people of the world with great deluges and creating a great current of wind to protect humanity during their development. He too, upon finishing his task, ascended into the heavens, seeking the other Divines.
The third, Leona, created the Great Light of the Divines, a direct link between the Lamp of the Divines, and the world which was created by it. Surrounding the Light, Leona constructed the Forge at the End of the World, a great forge which would create the weapons and defenses needed in the eternal struggle of man. Upon finishing the forge, Leona ascended, joining Atdonitus and Aleis.
Seeing their efforts as a gentle balance, they created the Titans, monumental beings of clay and mud that would guard man in the great exodus to the promised land. Renakai, pleased at the development of the world, descended to the great forge, and spoke into the flames. From his words mixing with flame and soot, man was made conscious and aware. Renakai spoke to them, "You are my children - you shall be wise and creative, free and alive from this day until the end."
Now conscious and intelligent, man struck out from the desolate islands of creation, following the sacred rivers and inlets to the great ocean. Guided by the Titans themselves, for one hundred years, the exodus continued. Finally, the Titans stepped onto solid land, instructing man to build a tower to the Gods themselves.
Man, however, had grown selfish and multipled exponentially. Over time, the construction of the tower halted, and as weapons and defense were developed, the relationship between the Titans and Man was strained. Magic was developed, religions rose and fell, and the population grew across the land. The Titans demanded again and again that man finish the Tower of the Divines, but as time passed, the passive resistance of man grew to outright rebellion.
The Titans and the Divines
After two thousand years of existence, the Five Titans finally delivered an ultimatum - construct the tower or perish. Seeing the Titans as opressors, Man rebelled, striking out against the Titans during the night. Seeing this, Renakai descended to the world, demanding arms be put down. Man abode, laying down arms. Renakai commanded them to bow to him, and they did so lovingly and completely. Renakai then commanded the Tians to bow down to him. The Titans refused, arguing that Renakai's creations were far too flawed to be produced by a true God.
The Titans launched a massive war, backed by the darkness of the world and the secret efforts of the Dark Prince, wanting to destroy man for his insolence. During this time, Man was placed into metaphyiscal stasis by Renakai so as to protect them from the conflict. The war continued for millenia, destroying the holy city and wiping out entire libraries and cities across the land. The Elders, powerful wizards, refused the stasis offered by Renakai, instead opting to fight the Titans alongside the Gods. The Divines themselves descended against the Titans, but soon found themselves overpowered. Siezing on his plan, the Dark Prince turned his back on the Titans, demanding of Renakai a simple concesion - "Release your hold on the End!" Renakai agreed, the world spilling from the eternal gates of insanity. The Dark Prince drew all of his Divine essence from the Titans, which had made them invincible against Renakai and his creations, and the Titans were easily destroyed and sealed away.
The Great Awakening
Finally, after millenia of war, man has begun to wake. With the world so changed, cities burnt to the ground, what will you be? Will you fight for good or for evil?
Hey, I'm a player in the Open Beta of this server, and it is epic. Highly recommended, we do RP right, unlike certain servers which I can sued for if I name them(for slander XD).
In game name - SugaKhat
In character name - Ashfoot
Age (IRL/IG) - 22/27
Character Backstory - Not sure on this one yet. He's an alchemist, or a bard dependant on the situation... still a character in developement, hence why I want to use him. :3
Le old RP sample of another character~:
The world was red and empty; an endless field of blindness, savagery, and hate. Terca Lumeris, the Empire of the Sun, had never seen a war quite like this in all its years. The land was ravaged and salted, the citizens set aflame in their own houses, and cries of agony were the only thing audible across the vast wasteland. There was but one complication: no one knew whose side they were on. The war, in its path, had left nothing but anarchy. Captains of the Liberation Army went missing, soldiers were left fending for themselves, and chaos ensued. Men once loyal turned on the royal family, and likewise those who had been working against them turned a blind eye to their cause and turned into scavengers, looting what they could and killing any who stood in their way. The final bastion of sanity, it seemed, was the Imperial Capital of Za'thul, but as it stood, this was a gross overstatement.
The log states that this particular story began on the 5th Day of Gronn, God of Wrath and Winter, during the 48th year of Ferros, monarch of the Empire. In his waning years the King had become controlling, angered easily, and placing ridiculous laws on his people, thus sparking the Liberation Army to raise its banner to begin with. The twin moons of Filia grew full and empty countless times, and the siege crossed the lands to leave nothing in its wake. Ferros, in a mad plight to take control of the situation, shored up the defenses of the Capital and evacuated what citizens he could within its walls. However, they would trade their safety for an endless fight against an almost unstoppable force. The citizens spent all day crafting, repairing, and growing an ever-dwindling food supply within the walls. Soon, the farmland would grow infertile, but for now, there was enough to sustain the populace.
Laithe, first son of Emperor Argosa and heir to the throne, had come to acting as a major force in the war. He controlled most aspects that his father failed to take notice of. His duties included controlling stock flow, managing fortifications, and organizing defense tactics for the ragtag group of militia and soldiers alike. It was not a happy time, but there was peace as long as the walls stood and the Prince kept his duties.
The 5th Day of Gronn was a particularly cool one. A salty breeze blew in from the sea and the stench of blood and filth was overcome, if only temporarily. The wind blew the thick-trundled fig trees that lined the Imperial courtyard and all seemed calm. As a few of the deep brown fruits fell to the springy turf, Laithe awoke from his midday siesta. He hadn't meant to fall asleep, but having been up all night preparing the men and ticking off supply crates had taken the fire out of his belly. Thick black lines rimmed his eyes and he had to fight laying back down in the shade of the tree and nodding off. Rubbing his eyes, he got up and stressed. Today seemed like it would be a nice day, but oh, how little he knew of the future.
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Also, never been banned. As a wise man once said, "Who the hell do you think I am?"
In game name - GVerto
In character name -Gabez Verto
Age (IRL/IG) - 15/24
Character Backstory - Waking up in the middle of the night I find myself covered in a blazing fire. Taking only a few tools, I watch as my whole village is burnt down to ashes. I seek now for a new life, a life of building, building something to protect. Using my skills i plunge into a unknow society to me.
Have you ever been banned? For what? I have never been banned, I had Aeonis as one of my two regular servers.
Give an RP response to the following. As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice.
I dodge him. His eyes meet mine, and his full extent of wrath fills me. I take my nearest axe and walk outside, he follows. I whistle, lights turn on. I run towards him and knock him on the floor. That is when my neighbors assist me in controling the wild man. None other, but the force of a crowd, is enough to stop anything.
P.S: You should have a brief description of each clan/group so that we are aware, since the beggining what to do and how to act, where to live, etc. Also, as magnificent a structure is, you shouldnt show it all. For example: show a mighty city of the elves, but a shabby one of any other. Elves will be whitelisted more often and thus, rule the world.
In game name - goronlink8
In character name -
Age (IRL/IG) - 16 (IRL)
Character Backstory -
I don't see any lore, so I wouldn't like to make some RP info out of the blue. If there is I would appreciate if someone could point that out to me.
Have you ever been banned? For what?(note, this does not auto remove you - we have a lenient ban policy)
I got banned from Aeonis. Rajaat thought I broke a rule, but I didn't. If you want to know the whole thing PM me.
Give an RP response to the following. As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice.
(As there is no dialog from the other character, I will not provide any as RP is mainly person to person and I don't like to put words in the mouth of someone else. If tl;dr, this is just an RP fight scene.)
As I had not been able to sleep, my mind clears fast. As he lunges at me, I grab my quilt, sheets, and pillow. I quickly try to subdue him with the bed spreads, but his blade cuts through them, like a knife through butter. He goes for a wide horizontal sweep and chops of one of the wooden poles on my bed. I grab the pole as a weapon and my pillow as a shield. This time he goes for an overhead attack I hit the side of his sword with the pillow deflecting it, so as only to cut my left arm. I swing my pole at his head, as he is still recovering from his last attack. The attack disorients him with no real damage as he is wearing a helmet, but he stumbles backwards in an attempt to recover. I run around him and push him towards my window. I swipe at him 3 in quick succession in an attempt to distract him from the overarching plan. I hit his hand on the 3rd strike making him drop his sword, so I kick it across the room where he can't reach it. The guard realizing he has no weapon in his hands, draws a dagger from his belt. Being pinned against a wall is not one of the places he would like to be with a maniac. He swipes cutting my left ear and with a quick second one cuts me across the chest. Outraged I put the pillow between me and him and push with all my might. The wall breaks behind him and we fall 10 feet to the street below. Having known what was happening I planned my attack on the way down. I landed square on his stomach, breaking ribs and puncturing his left lung. I bend my knees to preserve my downward fall for a moment more and use it to thrust the wooden pole through the eye-slit of his helmet. Having killed the guard I walk off a little bloody to go find more bed sheets.
yekim7 - accepted. no worries about irl age - mostly put that in as an alternative to ig age. As far as no affiliation with Aeonis, you don't have to redo it at all - Aeonis doesn't own your characters, though they seem to think that they do.
Gverto - accepted. oh hai thar.
goronlink8 - accepted. You forgot the iron ingot though :tongue.gif: No problems.
In game name - Alan91330
In character name - I have no name, I am simply known as "Whisp" because nobody hear's me or sees me comming... And if they do.. they become close friends with the tip of my blade.
Age (IRL/IG) - Irl Age: 19. IG age: 23
Character Backstory - Not 100% sure yet, Possibly going for a Wandering Dark elf who Double crosses everyone he meets. Or a Dark Elf Assassin for hire. Im sure il figure it out once I get in.
Have you ever been banned? For what?(note, this does not auto remove you - we have a lenient ban policy: Yes once for breaking a few torches
Give an RP response to the following. As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice.
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As I sleep in my room, A guard kicks in the door *THUD!, Wshing the guard draws his blade* his eyes shot red with anger. "WHUWAAA!" the guard lunches at me with his teeth grit in malice. I quickly grab my pocket dagger carefuly hidden under my pillow and with a quick yet graceful roll/backflip off my bed and landing onto the floor, Thrust the Dagger into the Guard's chest without thaught. The guard Caughs an ounce of blood before falling to the ground. "Hah" Exclaimed Alan... "Alan One, Unknown Guard.. Zero" Said Alan, as he sheathed his dagger in his pocket, walkes out the door and begins his day.
In game name - txavier
In character name - Elmsbrick Blackhair
Age (IRL/IG) - 14/ 30
Character Backstory - Since Elmsbrick was a dark elf he caused trouble when he was young he burnt the house his family lives in down> his father went insane and tried to kill him luckily his mother (a wood elf) saved him but died because she went to far from the great tree (which provides the wood elf's power) now elmsbrick travels avoiding assassination attempts by his father (a dark elf) his latest attempt was a dragon and then elmsbick realized his father had unleashed an army of dragons on the world Elmsbrick suddenly knew what his purpose of life was (elmsbricks story starts as he looks a dragon in the eye)
Have you ever been banned? For what?(note, this does not auto remove you - we have a lenient ban policy) no
Give an RP response to the following. As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice. Elmsbrick fires a ball of fire and the guard collapses onto the floor Elmsbrick hides the guard in his closet and Prepares the decorations for his party
In game name - zachdudeguy
In character name - Shtov Revonik
Age (IRL/IG) - IRL: 13, IG: 24
Character Backstory - (I wrote this kind of like me telling my life story to someone at a tavern. I've never done it before, but it makes writing it feel easier and more natural to me.)
I grew up in an... "interesting" world, to say the least. Years and years ago, my forebears were wealthy and respected. We fought hard and well in early times, defending our northern homelands, and the people of our village wouldn't forget that. Alas, that was years and years ago. My idiotic grandfather who loved to gamble ruined it all for us. One night, he drank a bit too much mead, and bet it all. In fact, he bet more than we owned that night, and he lost. That's why I grew up so poor. That one man sullied our family's honor and blew all our money. We no longer have wealth, pride, or honor. My father spent his entire life trying to restore it, but to no avail. When he died, that's when my life got interesting. Suddenly, I was the head of the family. However, it was a family marked forever by a single idiotic ancestor. I felt shame and dishonor, and understood why my father tried so hard to restore my family to what it once was. I've tried taking loans, fighting as a sellsword, adventuring, and other things. None of it has made too much of a difference, though. What do I want? A long hall, perhaps, for drinking and feasting. A group of good, strong men who will follow me into battle without question. I don't think that's too much to ask. Anyways, that is what caused me to be where I am today. I'm upper-middle class, nothing worth bragging about. I hunt for a living, but I fight for what I think is right when I can - I'm not afraid of violence. Whenever I can, I'm working to restore my family's wealth and honor. But for now, I'm just another citizen. But things change, eh?
(Exit the bar talk mode, to define certain aspects of my character that wouldn't come up in such a conversation.)
When it comes to personality, my character is aggressive and tries to dominate the situation in some ways - which often gets him into trouble. He is greedy, and knows how to hold a grudge. My character fears and flaws, like anyone should. He is afraid of necromancy and the dead. Although not really a fear, he hates being looked down upon by others, for any reason - it's one of the quickest ways to make him angry. When it comes to skills, my character's biggest talent is his ability to fight well, usually with a sword or war axe. Non-combat abilities include some carpentry, as well as limited smithing talents.
Have you ever been banned? For what? - No, I've never been permabanned. I was temp banned once for day for spawn killing on a PVP server.
Give an RP response to the following. As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice.
The sword cuts deep in my matters and scathed my arm as I barely manage to roll off the bed. I grope around on my dresser, searching for a dagger, when the hilt of the sword smashes into my head. I stumble, disoriented, and impact the closest wall. I regain my composure and look slightly to my left... To see the dagger, lying on the floor. I male a swift motion to nick it up and quickly attempt to drive It through the guard's mail - it misses his chest, but sank into the shoulder of his sword arm, causing him to drop his blade before writhing on the ground in pain. His screams stop as my dagger bites his neck.
In game name - TheXzavier56
In character name - Na Arinai (ancient silver-oak)
Age (IRL/IG) -15
Character Backstory -
At an early age Arinai had a passion for the exploration of the huge trees of the forest he had called home.
He had been one of the best archers in his elven village, and a student to Llavanash, a female elf gifted with the archpowers of controlling nature.
Have you ever been banned? For what?(note, this does not auto remove you - we have a lenient ban policy)
No.
Give an RP response to the following. As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice.
I roll of my bed moments before he plunges the sword into the pillow.
In that same roll I grab my bow of the bed-side table, crouches and fire my arrow in to his knee.
As he falls on the floor moaning, I pin him to the ground and knock him out cold, sparing his life.
In game name - shasonic1
In character name - Galiel
Age (IRL/IG) - 15/25
Character Backstory - Galiel was a commander of a secret division in the human military forces. As a kid, he was very skilled at swordsmanship and didn't ever give up. He is brave and fights for justice, as he was raised for. A chain of events including his father's death and he becoming a soldier led him to who he is now and to his current position. But a chain of events also took all he had done...
Have you ever been banned? For what? : Yes, I was banned for breaking glass in my house (Apparently you can't break glass in your home in that server) If you need more information, pm me :smile.gif:
Give an RP response to the following. As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice.
As he lunges I grabbed his arm and used his force to throw him down on a small table made out of wood. Before I knew what was going on, I started running far from house, I didn't stop to rest, but I couldn't think reasonable either, my instincts had taken over my body and mind. At one point I had to stop to rest in a nearby forest, that was my worst mistake, some rogues and guards were tracking me and got very fast to my hiding spot, a hole in an very old tree which looked like if it was about to fall, but it was my only option.
I heard their steps, felt their anger and fear, and, to make it worse, I knew each of them very well, they were my own soldiers! They knew how I attacked, how I acted, and how I used to hide. I never have thought that I would be betrayed by my own... After some time searching out, one the soldiers spoke,
"We know you are here, Galiel! Show some honor and fight!"
Those words awoke me in my confusion, I realized my situation and thought of a plan: If they know how I attack, then my only option is to improvise and find an opportunity to escape. It wasn't the best plan in the world, but it was that or to be captured or killed. I crawled back from the tree and yelled,
"Here I am, now come get me!"
As I imagined they ran at me and use all of their force on me. My only weapons were my fists and some sticks and branches from the trees surrounding me, their weapons were swords and sharpen knives. Using a tree as a shield, I blocked some attacks and then grabbed one of the rogues from its' black and torn cloak and knocked him off with my free hand. Three guards and one rogue were still remaining. As fast as I could, I took the weapons of the unconscious rogue and launched myself to the attackers. I didn't want to kill them so I made only superficial wounds, one of the guards whom I stabbed with a knife yelled in pain and that sharp sound pierced my heart, but I couldn't do anything. Quickly I knocked off the other guards and the rogue with some stones, knives, sticks, and the shield I took from the guard. As all of them were either knocked or in pain, I saw this as my only opportunity to escape, and so I did.
After running what it seemed like a thousand miles, with my torn cloth and body spilled with blood, I finally saw a small village not too far away. The people in the village instantly lend me their assistant and tend to my wounds. They gave me a new home, some clothes, and companionship. Life as I knew it came to an end, but a soon found myself in a new beginning.
In Game Name - Bonestalker121
In Character Name - Hyperion
Age (IRL/IG) - 15/32
Character Backstory: (This all happens in a faraway place….) Hyperion was once the senior commanding officer of Nightmare's Legion, until one day. Hyperion was organizing a scout party to check the border of there base, to see if there are any spies no doubt, when his leader and master Nightmare called him to his throne. Nightmare was leaving all operations to his senior commanding officer,for he had important business to attend to and he would not return for quite some time. Hyperion was pleased, yet he knew it was a big responsibility to fill.
Months had passed and Nightmare was still away. Hyperion was at ease, not having a problem with any disturbances, until something happened that even surprised Hyperion. Nightmare finally came back, but he looked different. He had a blood red aura around him and a golden claw on his left hand. At that instant, Hyperion knew something was wrong. With one slash of his sword, Nightmare destroyed the whole base leaving no survivors, except one. Hyperion did not believe what he saw, all of his friends and companions, dead. Hyperion did the only thing he could, run.
One day Hyperion will get his revenge on his former leader, and he will make sure that he pays.
Have you ever been banned? For what?(note, this does not auto remove you - we have a lenient ban policy)
No, I don't believe i've been banned. I was apart of Aeonis and I couldn't get in the server, but it was probably because they forgot to whitelist me again.
Give an RP response to the following. As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice
Hyperion rises from his bed, slowly and asks "What do you want?" The guard replies "Why, just some payment, is all." Hyperion quickly grabs his sword and dismembers the mans hand. "Let's agree on this: I don't cut your other hand off, and you leave me alone, got it?" The guard nods, then flees the area, leaving a trail of blood. Hyperion mutters something under his breath, then goes back to bed.
P.S: the character is the same as my kingdom of aeonis character. Here you go
Have you ever been banned? For what?(note, this does not auto remove you - we have a lenient ban policy)
No I have never been banned from any server that I know of.
Character Backstory - I am Akir Wovenleaf. I was born the only daughter to a wealthy businessman. He crafted the most beautiful jewelry and the finest linens in all of the eastern land. Though our town was small, and our army thin, the elves in Runaria were some of the fairest in the world. And I, being the soul heir to my father's fortune, and wares, I never had any trouble getting what I desired most. Fine clothes were mine, exquisite jewelry was crafted for me personally. I even have my own line of linens and jewels. Some I have designed myself, some were crafted for me in my honour. I was always the talk of the town for my choices in fashion, and my calm, yet powerful demeanor.
My best childhood friend was the crown prince of Runaria, Kusir Thislerose. He was handsome, I admit I had fallen for him on countless occasions. Though knowing I wasn't of royal stature, I knew it wouldn't last. He was married off to some less than godly princess from a far-off town. I was a maiden at the wedding, a guest of honour, and I had crafted all the jewelry for the ceremony. I designed the brides gown, and the bridesmaids dresses. That's what got me my name outside of the town. Word got out of my work, and the requests poured in. I now have many assets in my work and travel frequently. I usually take along enough jewelry to sell off hand for a small profit. I do give a charity bracelet or ring every so often, never hurts to have a good reputation.
I've had many men fall head over heels for my beauty and fortune. Though I am picky. I'm not just going to lay down for any young man. I need a strong willed man with a wealthy fortune and high renown. If i know his name, he's probably worth my attention. If I know his work, he's probably worth my affection. And if he's handsome above all that, well I'm sure I can gain his affection for me as well.
I travel light, I wear fine clothes, a summoner's short top and bottom. I have a long cloak, enchanted with healing runes, and a beautiful circlet atop my brow. Though it's not my attire that solely attracts people, I know I am attractive, I've been told my beauty rivals that of the High princess of the elves in Lythvalen - The High City of the Forest. My hair is shoulder-length, and shines silver like the full moon on a cloudless winter night. My eyes a bright aqua, like the waters of Ish'ka Neur'a - Elves of the Coast. They are captivating and entrancing, I usually get my way.
Terminus - Winter, Day : Smirking Darsheen Tavern
I'm having my morning tea with Dawn. I am not quite sure why, but she is captivating, like me. It's her eyes, I'm sure of it.
We've just been brought a new tea from some dark elf at the bar. Who does he think he is?
*excerpt from Akir's diary*
As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice.
Akir lights up the room using her small knowledge in light magic, gasping in surprise. She makes out the rough figure of the man and fires a small bolt of light at his midsection, knocking him back a foot. She crouches on her bed and sceams, "JUST what do you THINK you're DOING?! In MY ROOM?" before firing another bolt, brightly, blinding him for a moment, then shoving him away, into the door frame.
In his daze, they guard shakes off his blindness and rushes forward again, slicing at the girl, nicking her arm and spilling blood on the bedsheets. Akir looks down at her wound in pain and scowls. "YOU HETHAN! MY BEDSHEETS! THOSE WERE ISH'KA ORIGINALS!" She fires another bolt and grabs her staff from her bedside and slams it against his head, rendering him unconscious. Akir pants and bandages her arm, then proceeds to drag the guard to the station. "We'll see what your friends want to do with you, you *******."
Are you looking for a brand new server with dedicated staff and unique lore? Are you done with distant and corrupt admins and mods who care more about their story than the roleplay? Then join us on Turius! We're a brand new server with a massive database of lore and a truly gigantic world. We have several active factions already, and with a dedicated admin team running 20+ customized plugins and a dynamic map of the server world, we are completely dedicated to the user experience.
Plugins
EssentialsBase/Protect/Spawn, FalsebookBlock/Cart/Core/Extra, HeroChat, HeroicDeath, MobDisguise (Admin/Mod), NoEnderGrief, PailBase/Plus, PermissionsBukkit, Ptweaks, Sponge, VanishNoPickup (Admin/Mod), VisualPermissions, WorldEdit/Saver (Admin/Mod), XcraftGate (Heavily Modified), ColorMe, DispNameChanger, Factions, LogBlock, LWC, mcMMO, NoSpeedKick
Hardware
15GB Dedicated Dual-Channel RAM
M5A88-M Motherboard
Donations
http://turius.comule.com/turius.html
Factions
Divines - The Gods, Divines, and Titans of the Province of Turius.
Thieves - Heartless thieves and criminals.
Dark Elves - Subfaction of the Thieves, the first and most bloodthirsty of the Thieves.
Human
High Empire - The High King and his court; worshipers of Aleis.
Highborn - Worshipers of Renakai.
Asarid - Worshipers of Leona.
Romulus - Worshipers of Storm.
Elves - The men and women of nature.
Dwarves - Based in Ironhearth Hall, the great Stoneblood.
Corrupt - The evil and perverted souls ofa Turius.
Rules
1. NO HACKING - this is an instant permanent ban.
2. No griefing - this is an instant permanent ban.
3. No sexism/racism - Each instance will be reviewed. We're not talking jokes here, we're talking hate speech. "You're such a woman" is an acceptable jest. "You're a f***ing n****r" is not and will be an instant permaban.
4. You must warn in /l before each instance of killing. A warning for a general kill (i.e. TONIGHT YOU ALL DIE) is acceptable.
5. Place an iron ingot in your application.
6. Have fun!
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Have you ever been banned? For what?(note, this does not auto remove you - we have a lenient ban policy)
Give an RP response to the following. As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice.
Creation Lore
The Great Void
Before time itself, there was but the void; a vast, empty expanse, filling all of itself while simultaenously occupying no space. In this void, there was nothing, simply absence of presence, and even absence of absence. It is unknown what first coalesced in this great void, but whatever it was, it was concious of it's status within the divine existentialism of infinity. In it's first utterance, it named itself, a name so infinitely grand that to this day, it's echoes fill the endless expanse of time. The vibrations of this utterance, the shaking of it's tonations, are the base components of the universe itself.
In the blink of a divine eye, millenia passed with no reference or constraint, and the being, known simply to man as the Architect, began a great project - constructing a clockwork machinery of cosmic gears and chains, time itself was forged into the fabric of existence, the passage of the universe slowing to a near crawl as the first gears wrapped themselves around the fabric of creation.
Seeing that a universe of such awesome potential and power could not be trusted to one with powers so great, the Architect split himself in two parts, a great eternal darkness and an equally great eternal light. In the instance of their creation, the Architect ceased to be, locked within the eternal clockwork mechanism until such time that he was needed again. The two powers forged in themselves ancient divine names, and they are known to man as Renakai the Lightrend and the Dark Prince of the Inferno.
The Divine Struggle
Thousands of years passed with Renakai and the Dark Prince in peaceful coexistence. Manipuatling matter and energy, they built the Palace of Origin, a grand ornate palace from which all of the light of the universe would emenate. They constructed the first lamp of the divines. The Prince attempt to light it, but the darkness the flooded from his finger tips proved ineffective. Renakai, with hand outreached, allowed the light to flood from his hands, the great lamp finally being lit, flooding the universe.
In time however, the Prince felt the darkness within him, a building anger and jealousy over the powers of Renakai. Though they both knew they were equal creations of a grander power, the Prince felt more and more as if he had been betrayed, that Renakai had been given the lion's share of power. He began to plot the embarassment and downfall of his brother.
The Prince approached Renakai, a sadness in his soul. "Brother, this universe is vast, and it's time infinite. We are alone with such great potential. Shall we create the stars and the terra, and all that resides within?"
Renakai nodded in agreement, and created the Book of Creation to chronicle the forging of this new existence. The Prince simply smiled, his treachery building.
On the first day, Renakai stood at the precipice of the Place of Origin, his hands stretched over the eternal expanse. "It is us in the Aether, and the Nether below - let all that resides in between be the universe of creation, and let it be good." With this utterance, a flash of light grew in the darkness, and a ball of fire and stone formed into a swirling globe. The world was set in place, and the core surrounded.
The Prince, however, stood at an observation point below the Palace, his rapturous glee filling his smile as he too, reached over the expanse. "And all that is corrupted shall reside in the Twilight of the End, and it shall be a universe of torment and chaos." Renakai, hearing this, attacked the Prince, but found they were unable to harm eachother due to the planning of the Architect. Renakai demanded that the Dark Prince make retribution. Reaching his hands over the creation of the End, the Prince sealed the world in the flow of time itself. Renakai, thinking that he had won out over the Prince, left for a time of rest, whilst the Prince smiled, his plan occuring exactly as planned.
On the second day, Renakai stood at the top of the Palace, seeing the creation of terra itself. He raised his hands over the newly formed globe, and commanded, "Let there be the light of my love, to give this place warmth and strength." A star blinked into existence, warming the planet with it's divine rays.
The Prince saw his oppurtunity, raising his hands over the world as well. "Let the sky swallow the love and light, consuming with darkness." From this utterance, a flash of light appeared opposite the star, and turned black, sucking all warmth and heat into it. Renakai once again descended to his brother in attack. Renakai demanded that the Prince concede, and as part of his plan, he did so, allowing the dark planet to reflect the divine energies during the night, so as to give permanent warmth and light to the planet.
On the third day, Renakai stood upon the precipice, and commanded the earth to give rise to new beings. "Let there be life." The world was flooded with a deluge of water, mud, and clay, the first creations of Renakai being Man, the second being the various creatures and animals of the world.
Smiling with cruel planning, the Prince executed the last of his plan. "Corrupt thyselves, and serve no other, for I am your master!" The creatures soon turned to venemous beings, animated corpses, and blood thirsty dragons. Hearing this utterance, Renakai finally screamed out in the ancient tongues of the Architect, casting The Prince to the Nether. "Brother," he began, "I banish you to your infernal palace, and I to mine, so that we may never cross paths again!" For this reason, The Prince is unable to breach the Aether as Renakai is unable to breach the Nether.
The Titans and the Divines
Seeing the destruction wrought by his brother, Renakai crafted three divines, each of terrible and magnificent power.
The first created, the Clan Fireborn, was a multitude of holy utterances from Renakai himself in physical form. Seeing the earth unfit for the new creations of man, the Clan merged themselves in one violent destruction, sending a cascade of energy across the world, instantly terraforming all but the small, desolate islands where the humans resided so as to protect them from the combination's effects. From this occurance, Aleis the Fireborn stepped from the flames, ascending into the sky to aid the other Divines.
The second created, Adtonitus Storm, created the great Northern Winds and the Storms of the Heaven, satiating the parched people of the world with great deluges and creating a great current of wind to protect humanity during their development. He too, upon finishing his task, ascended into the heavens, seeking the other Divines.
The third, Leona, created the Great Light of the Divines, a direct link between the Lamp of the Divines, and the world which was created by it. Surrounding the Light, Leona constructed the Forge at the End of the World, a great forge which would create the weapons and defenses needed in the eternal struggle of man. Upon finishing the forge, Leona ascended, joining Atdonitus and Aleis.
Seeing their efforts as a gentle balance, they created the Titans, monumental beings of clay and mud that would guard man in the great exodus to the promised land. Renakai, pleased at the development of the world, descended to the great forge, and spoke into the flames. From his words mixing with flame and soot, man was made conscious and aware. Renakai spoke to them, "You are my children - you shall be wise and creative, free and alive from this day until the end."
Now conscious and intelligent, man struck out from the desolate islands of creation, following the sacred rivers and inlets to the great ocean. Guided by the Titans themselves, for one hundred years, the exodus continued. Finally, the Titans stepped onto solid land, instructing man to build a tower to the Gods themselves.
Man, however, had grown selfish and multipled exponentially. Over time, the construction of the tower halted, and as weapons and defense were developed, the relationship between the Titans and Man was strained. Magic was developed, religions rose and fell, and the population grew across the land. The Titans demanded again and again that man finish the Tower of the Divines, but as time passed, the passive resistance of man grew to outright rebellion.
The Titans and the Divines
After two thousand years of existence, the Five Titans finally delivered an ultimatum - construct the tower or perish. Seeing the Titans as opressors, Man rebelled, striking out against the Titans during the night. Seeing this, Renakai descended to the world, demanding arms be put down. Man abode, laying down arms. Renakai commanded them to bow to him, and they did so lovingly and completely. Renakai then commanded the Tians to bow down to him. The Titans refused, arguing that Renakai's creations were far too flawed to be produced by a true God.
The Titans launched a massive war, backed by the darkness of the world and the secret efforts of the Dark Prince, wanting to destroy man for his insolence. During this time, Man was placed into metaphyiscal stasis by Renakai so as to protect them from the conflict. The war continued for millenia, destroying the holy city and wiping out entire libraries and cities across the land. The Elders, powerful wizards, refused the stasis offered by Renakai, instead opting to fight the Titans alongside the Gods. The Divines themselves descended against the Titans, but soon found themselves overpowered. Siezing on his plan, the Dark Prince turned his back on the Titans, demanding of Renakai a simple concesion - "Release your hold on the End!" Renakai agreed, the world spilling from the eternal gates of insanity. The Dark Prince drew all of his Divine essence from the Titans, which had made them invincible against Renakai and his creations, and the Titans were easily destroyed and sealed away.
The Great Awakening
Finally, after millenia of war, man has begun to wake. With the world so changed, cities burnt to the ground, what will you be? Will you fight for good or for evil?
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In character name - Ashfoot
Age (IRL/IG) - 22/27
Character Backstory - Not sure on this one yet. He's an alchemist, or a bard dependant on the situation... still a character in developement, hence why I want to use him. :3
Le old RP sample of another character~:
The world was red and empty; an endless field of blindness, savagery, and hate. Terca Lumeris, the Empire of the Sun, had never seen a war quite like this in all its years. The land was ravaged and salted, the citizens set aflame in their own houses, and cries of agony were the only thing audible across the vast wasteland. There was but one complication: no one knew whose side they were on. The war, in its path, had left nothing but anarchy. Captains of the Liberation Army went missing, soldiers were left fending for themselves, and chaos ensued. Men once loyal turned on the royal family, and likewise those who had been working against them turned a blind eye to their cause and turned into scavengers, looting what they could and killing any who stood in their way. The final bastion of sanity, it seemed, was the Imperial Capital of Za'thul, but as it stood, this was a gross overstatement.
The log states that this particular story began on the 5th Day of Gronn, God of Wrath and Winter, during the 48th year of Ferros, monarch of the Empire. In his waning years the King had become controlling, angered easily, and placing ridiculous laws on his people, thus sparking the Liberation Army to raise its banner to begin with. The twin moons of Filia grew full and empty countless times, and the siege crossed the lands to leave nothing in its wake. Ferros, in a mad plight to take control of the situation, shored up the defenses of the Capital and evacuated what citizens he could within its walls. However, they would trade their safety for an endless fight against an almost unstoppable force. The citizens spent all day crafting, repairing, and growing an ever-dwindling food supply within the walls. Soon, the farmland would grow infertile, but for now, there was enough to sustain the populace.
Laithe, first son of Emperor Argosa and heir to the throne, had come to acting as a major force in the war. He controlled most aspects that his father failed to take notice of. His duties included controlling stock flow, managing fortifications, and organizing defense tactics for the ragtag group of militia and soldiers alike. It was not a happy time, but there was peace as long as the walls stood and the Prince kept his duties.
The 5th Day of Gronn was a particularly cool one. A salty breeze blew in from the sea and the stench of blood and filth was overcome, if only temporarily. The wind blew the thick-trundled fig trees that lined the Imperial courtyard and all seemed calm. As a few of the deep brown fruits fell to the springy turf, Laithe awoke from his midday siesta. He hadn't meant to fall asleep, but having been up all night preparing the men and ticking off supply crates had taken the fire out of his belly. Thick black lines rimmed his eyes and he had to fight laying back down in the shade of the tree and nodding off. Rubbing his eyes, he got up and stressed. Today seemed like it would be a nice day, but oh, how little he knew of the future.
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Also, never been banned. As a wise man once said, "Who the hell do you think I am?"
P.S.
My IGN is: monkeynet
Monkeynet - denied. We are not in any way affiliated with Aeonis (thank god). You need to make an application.
In character name -Gabez Verto
Age (IRL/IG) - 15/24
Character Backstory - Waking up in the middle of the night I find myself covered in a blazing fire. Taking only a few tools, I watch as my whole village is burnt down to ashes. I seek now for a new life, a life of building, building something to protect. Using my skills i plunge into a unknow society to me.
Have you ever been banned? For what? I have never been banned, I had Aeonis as one of my two regular servers.
Give an RP response to the following. As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice.
I dodge him. His eyes meet mine, and his full extent of wrath fills me. I take my nearest axe and walk outside, he follows. I whistle, lights turn on. I run towards him and knock him on the floor. That is when my neighbors assist me in controling the wild man. None other, but the force of a crowd, is enough to stop anything.
P.S: You should have a brief description of each clan/group so that we are aware, since the beggining what to do and how to act, where to live, etc. Also, as magnificent a structure is, you shouldnt show it all. For example: show a mighty city of the elves, but a shabby one of any other. Elves will be whitelisted more often and thus, rule the world.
Just suggesting :biggrin.gif:
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Age (IRL/IG) - 16 (IRL)
Character Backstory -
I don't see any lore, so I wouldn't like to make some RP info out of the blue. If there is I would appreciate if someone could point that out to me.
Have you ever been banned? For what?(note, this does not auto remove you - we have a lenient ban policy)
I got banned from Aeonis. Rajaat thought I broke a rule, but I didn't. If you want to know the whole thing PM me.
Give an RP response to the following. As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice.
(As there is no dialog from the other character, I will not provide any as RP is mainly person to person and I don't like to put words in the mouth of someone else. If tl;dr, this is just an RP fight scene.)
As I had not been able to sleep, my mind clears fast. As he lunges at me, I grab my quilt, sheets, and pillow. I quickly try to subdue him with the bed spreads, but his blade cuts through them, like a knife through butter. He goes for a wide horizontal sweep and chops of one of the wooden poles on my bed. I grab the pole as a weapon and my pillow as a shield. This time he goes for an overhead attack I hit the side of his sword with the pillow deflecting it, so as only to cut my left arm. I swing my pole at his head, as he is still recovering from his last attack. The attack disorients him with no real damage as he is wearing a helmet, but he stumbles backwards in an attempt to recover. I run around him and push him towards my window. I swipe at him 3 in quick succession in an attempt to distract him from the overarching plan. I hit his hand on the 3rd strike making him drop his sword, so I kick it across the room where he can't reach it. The guard realizing he has no weapon in his hands, draws a dagger from his belt. Being pinned against a wall is not one of the places he would like to be with a maniac. He swipes cutting my left ear and with a quick second one cuts me across the chest. Outraged I put the pillow between me and him and push with all my might. The wall breaks behind him and we fall 10 feet to the street below. Having known what was happening I planned my attack on the way down. I landed square on his stomach, breaking ribs and puncturing his left lung. I bend my knees to preserve my downward fall for a moment more and use it to thrust the wooden pole through the eye-slit of his helmet. Having killed the guard I walk off a little bloody to go find more bed sheets.
Gverto - accepted. oh hai thar.
goronlink8 - accepted. You forgot the iron ingot though :tongue.gif: No problems.
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Curse PremiumIn character name - I have no name, I am simply known as "Whisp" because nobody hear's me or sees me comming... And if they do.. they become close friends with the tip of my blade.
Age (IRL/IG) - Irl Age: 19. IG age: 23
Character Backstory - Not 100% sure yet, Possibly going for a Wandering Dark elf who Double crosses everyone he meets. Or a Dark Elf Assassin for hire. Im sure il figure it out once I get in.
Have you ever been banned? For what?(note, this does not auto remove you - we have a lenient ban policy: Yes once for breaking a few torches
Give an RP response to the following. As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice.
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As I sleep in my room, A guard kicks in the door *THUD!, Wshing the guard draws his blade* his eyes shot red with anger. "WHUWAAA!" the guard lunches at me with his teeth grit in malice. I quickly grab my pocket dagger carefuly hidden under my pillow and with a quick yet graceful roll/backflip off my bed and landing onto the floor, Thrust the Dagger into the Guard's chest without thaught. The guard Caughs an ounce of blood before falling to the ground. "Hah" Exclaimed Alan... "Alan One, Unknown Guard.. Zero" Said Alan, as he sheathed his dagger in his pocket, walkes out the door and begins his day.
I see what you did there. Amusing.
Sig'd
In character name - Elmsbrick Blackhair
Age (IRL/IG) - 14/ 30
Character Backstory - Since Elmsbrick was a dark elf he caused trouble when he was young he burnt the house his family lives in down> his father went insane and tried to kill him luckily his mother (a wood elf) saved him but died because she went to far from the great tree (which provides the wood elf's power) now elmsbrick travels avoiding assassination attempts by his father (a dark elf) his latest attempt was a dragon and then elmsbick realized his father had unleashed an army of dragons on the world Elmsbrick suddenly knew what his purpose of life was (elmsbricks story starts as he looks a dragon in the eye)
Have you ever been banned? For what?(note, this does not auto remove you - we have a lenient ban policy) no
Give an RP response to the following. As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice. Elmsbrick fires a ball of fire and the guard collapses onto the floor Elmsbrick hides the guard in his closet and Prepares the decorations for his party
In game name - zachdudeguy
In character name - Shtov Revonik
Age (IRL/IG) - IRL: 13, IG: 24
Character Backstory - (I wrote this kind of like me telling my life story to someone at a tavern. I've never done it before, but it makes writing it feel easier and more natural to me.)
I grew up in an... "interesting" world, to say the least. Years and years ago, my forebears were wealthy and respected. We fought hard and well in early times, defending our northern homelands, and the people of our village wouldn't forget that. Alas, that was years and years ago. My idiotic grandfather who loved to gamble ruined it all for us. One night, he drank a bit too much mead, and bet it all. In fact, he bet more than we owned that night, and he lost. That's why I grew up so poor. That one man sullied our family's honor and blew all our money. We no longer have wealth, pride, or honor. My father spent his entire life trying to restore it, but to no avail. When he died, that's when my life got interesting. Suddenly, I was the head of the family. However, it was a family marked forever by a single idiotic ancestor. I felt shame and dishonor, and understood why my father tried so hard to restore my family to what it once was. I've tried taking loans, fighting as a sellsword, adventuring, and other things. None of it has made too much of a difference, though. What do I want? A long hall, perhaps, for drinking and feasting. A group of good, strong men who will follow me into battle without question. I don't think that's too much to ask. Anyways, that is what caused me to be where I am today. I'm upper-middle class, nothing worth bragging about. I hunt for a living, but I fight for what I think is right when I can - I'm not afraid of violence. Whenever I can, I'm working to restore my family's wealth and honor. But for now, I'm just another citizen. But things change, eh?
(Exit the bar talk mode, to define certain aspects of my character that wouldn't come up in such a conversation.)
When it comes to personality, my character is aggressive and tries to dominate the situation in some ways - which often gets him into trouble. He is greedy, and knows how to hold a grudge. My character fears and flaws, like anyone should. He is afraid of necromancy and the dead. Although not really a fear, he hates being looked down upon by others, for any reason - it's one of the quickest ways to make him angry. When it comes to skills, my character's biggest talent is his ability to fight well, usually with a sword or war axe. Non-combat abilities include some carpentry, as well as limited smithing talents.
Have you ever been banned? For what? - No, I've never been permabanned. I was temp banned once for day for spawn killing on a PVP server.
Give an RP response to the following. As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice.
The sword cuts deep in my matters and scathed my arm as I barely manage to roll off the bed. I grope around on my dresser, searching for a dagger, when the hilt of the sword smashes into my head. I stumble, disoriented, and impact the closest wall. I regain my composure and look slightly to my left... To see the dagger, lying on the floor. I male a swift motion to nick it up and quickly attempt to drive It through the guard's mail - it misses his chest, but sank into the shoulder of his sword arm, causing him to drop his blade before writhing on the ground in pain. His screams stop as my dagger bites his neck.
In character name - Na Arinai (ancient silver-oak)
Age (IRL/IG) -15
Character Backstory -
At an early age Arinai had a passion for the exploration of the huge trees of the forest he had called home.
He had been one of the best archers in his elven village, and a student to Llavanash, a female elf gifted with the archpowers of controlling nature.
Have you ever been banned? For what?(note, this does not auto remove you - we have a lenient ban policy)
No.
Give an RP response to the following. As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice.
I roll of my bed moments before he plunges the sword into the pillow.
In that same roll I grab my bow of the bed-side table, crouches and fire my arrow in to his knee.
As he falls on the floor moaning, I pin him to the ground and knock him out cold, sparing his life.
In character name - Galiel
Age (IRL/IG) - 15/25
Character Backstory - Galiel was a commander of a secret division in the human military forces. As a kid, he was very skilled at swordsmanship and didn't ever give up. He is brave and fights for justice, as he was raised for. A chain of events including his father's death and he becoming a soldier led him to who he is now and to his current position. But a chain of events also took all he had done...
Have you ever been banned? For what? : Yes, I was banned for breaking glass in my house (Apparently you can't break glass in your home in that server) If you need more information, pm me :smile.gif:
Give an RP response to the following. As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice.
As he lunges I grabbed his arm and used his force to throw him down on a small table made out of wood. Before I knew what was going on, I started running far from house, I didn't stop to rest, but I couldn't think reasonable either, my instincts had taken over my body and mind. At one point I had to stop to rest in a nearby forest, that was my worst mistake, some rogues and guards were tracking me and got very fast to my hiding spot, a hole in an very old tree which looked like if it was about to fall, but it was my only option.
I heard their steps, felt their anger and fear, and, to make it worse, I knew each of them very well, they were my own soldiers! They knew how I attacked, how I acted, and how I used to hide. I never have thought that I would be betrayed by my own... After some time searching out, one the soldiers spoke,
"We know you are here, Galiel! Show some honor and fight!"
Those words awoke me in my confusion, I realized my situation and thought of a plan: If they know how I attack, then my only option is to improvise and find an opportunity to escape. It wasn't the best plan in the world, but it was that or to be captured or killed. I crawled back from the tree and yelled,
"Here I am, now come get me!"
As I imagined they ran at me and use all of their force on me. My only weapons were my fists and some sticks and branches from the trees surrounding me, their weapons were swords and sharpen knives. Using a tree as a shield, I blocked some attacks and then grabbed one of the rogues from its' black and torn cloak and knocked him off with my free hand. Three guards and one rogue were still remaining. As fast as I could, I took the weapons of the unconscious rogue and launched myself to the attackers. I didn't want to kill them so I made only superficial wounds, one of the guards whom I stabbed with a knife yelled in pain and that sharp sound pierced my heart, but I couldn't do anything. Quickly I knocked off the other guards and the rogue with some stones, knives, sticks, and the shield I took from the guard. As all of them were either knocked or in pain, I saw this as my only opportunity to escape, and so I did.
After running what it seemed like a thousand miles, with my torn cloth and body spilled with blood, I finally saw a small village not too far away. The people in the village instantly lend me their assistant and tend to my wounds. They gave me a new home, some clothes, and companionship. Life as I knew it came to an end, but a soon found myself in a new beginning.
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Curse PremiumIn Character Name - Hyperion
Age (IRL/IG) - 15/32
Character Backstory: (This all happens in a faraway place….) Hyperion was once the senior commanding officer of Nightmare's Legion, until one day. Hyperion was organizing a scout party to check the border of there base, to see if there are any spies no doubt, when his leader and master Nightmare called him to his throne. Nightmare was leaving all operations to his senior commanding officer,for he had important business to attend to and he would not return for quite some time. Hyperion was pleased, yet he knew it was a big responsibility to fill.
Months had passed and Nightmare was still away. Hyperion was at ease, not having a problem with any disturbances, until something happened that even surprised Hyperion. Nightmare finally came back, but he looked different. He had a blood red aura around him and a golden claw on his left hand. At that instant, Hyperion knew something was wrong. With one slash of his sword, Nightmare destroyed the whole base leaving no survivors, except one. Hyperion did not believe what he saw, all of his friends and companions, dead. Hyperion did the only thing he could, run.
One day Hyperion will get his revenge on his former leader, and he will make sure that he pays.
Have you ever been banned? For what?(note, this does not auto remove you - we have a lenient ban policy)
No, I don't believe i've been banned. I was apart of Aeonis and I couldn't get in the server, but it was probably because they forgot to whitelist me again.
Give an RP response to the following. As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice
Hyperion rises from his bed, slowly and asks "What do you want?" The guard replies "Why, just some payment, is all." Hyperion quickly grabs his sword and dismembers the mans hand. "Let's agree on this: I don't cut your other hand off, and you leave me alone, got it?" The guard nods, then flees the area, leaving a trail of blood. Hyperion mutters something under his breath, then goes back to bed.
P.S: the character is the same as my kingdom of aeonis character. Here you go
In character name -Akir Celest Wovenleaf
Age (IRL/IG) -21 / 46
Have you ever been banned? For what?(note, this does not auto remove you - we have a lenient ban policy)
No I have never been banned from any server that I know of.
Character Backstory - I am Akir Wovenleaf. I was born the only daughter to a wealthy businessman. He crafted the most beautiful jewelry and the finest linens in all of the eastern land. Though our town was small, and our army thin, the elves in Runaria were some of the fairest in the world. And I, being the soul heir to my father's fortune, and wares, I never had any trouble getting what I desired most. Fine clothes were mine, exquisite jewelry was crafted for me personally. I even have my own line of linens and jewels. Some I have designed myself, some were crafted for me in my honour. I was always the talk of the town for my choices in fashion, and my calm, yet powerful demeanor.
My best childhood friend was the crown prince of Runaria, Kusir Thislerose. He was handsome, I admit I had fallen for him on countless occasions. Though knowing I wasn't of royal stature, I knew it wouldn't last. He was married off to some less than godly princess from a far-off town. I was a maiden at the wedding, a guest of honour, and I had crafted all the jewelry for the ceremony. I designed the brides gown, and the bridesmaids dresses. That's what got me my name outside of the town. Word got out of my work, and the requests poured in. I now have many assets in my work and travel frequently. I usually take along enough jewelry to sell off hand for a small profit. I do give a charity bracelet or ring every so often, never hurts to have a good reputation.
I've had many men fall head over heels for my beauty and fortune. Though I am picky. I'm not just going to lay down for any young man. I need a strong willed man with a wealthy fortune and high renown. If i know his name, he's probably worth my attention. If I know his work, he's probably worth my affection. And if he's handsome above all that, well I'm sure I can gain his affection for me as well.
I travel light, I wear fine clothes, a summoner's short top and bottom. I have a long cloak, enchanted with healing runes, and a beautiful circlet atop my brow. Though it's not my attire that solely attracts people, I know I am attractive, I've been told my beauty rivals that of the High princess of the elves in Lythvalen - The High City of the Forest. My hair is shoulder-length, and shines silver like the full moon on a cloudless winter night. My eyes a bright aqua, like the waters of Ish'ka Neur'a - Elves of the Coast. They are captivating and entrancing, I usually get my way.
I'm having my morning tea with Dawn. I am not quite sure why, but she is captivating, like me. It's her eyes, I'm sure of it.
We've just been brought a new tea from some dark elf at the bar. Who does he think he is?
*excerpt from Akir's diary*
As you sleep in your room, a guard kicks in the door, his blade drawn, his eyes shot red with anger. He lunges at you, his teeth grit in malice.
Akir lights up the room using her small knowledge in light magic, gasping in surprise. She makes out the rough figure of the man and fires a small bolt of light at his midsection, knocking him back a foot. She crouches on her bed and sceams, "JUST what do you THINK you're DOING?! In MY ROOM?" before firing another bolt, brightly, blinding him for a moment, then shoving him away, into the door frame.
In his daze, they guard shakes off his blindness and rushes forward again, slicing at the girl, nicking her arm and spilling blood on the bedsheets. Akir looks down at her wound in pain and scowls. "YOU HETHAN! MY BEDSHEETS! THOSE WERE ISH'KA ORIGINALS!" She fires another bolt and grabs her staff from her bedside and slams it against his head, rendering him unconscious. Akir pants and bandages her arm, then proceeds to drag the guard to the station. "We'll see what your friends want to do with you, you *******."