I have one quick question, tough— Which is this server's version? I try to connect with Minecraft 1.0.0 but it keeps telling me that the server is outdated.
IGN: Posipi4
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: Kinda none :tongue.gif:
Why Us: Because I love Skyrim and I am looking for a server
Time You Can Dedicate: lotz. soon holidays
IC
Name: Posigen (Skyrim name)
Race: Breton
Gender: Transverstite (just kidding, male)
Age: 24
Appearance: Brown Beard, Blue cape with hood, usually in armor
Fears: Spiders, Frostrolls, Dragons, cute kittys (THEY ARE EEEEVVVIIILLL)
Personality: Calm, funny (aka likes to have fun), Helpful
Occupation: Adventurer (doing quests, can be hired etc.)
Skills: Marksman, One-Handed, Light armor (Ill say iron armor is actually a light armor lol)
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
(plays as child)
*Posigen MUM WHEN IS DADDY BACK
*Mum be patient my child, daddy will come back...
*Posigen But I want daddy to show me some sword tricks!
*Mum *sigh* but its so dangerous, I already said I dont want you to use swords...
*Posigen But I want to get a Soldier like Daddy!
*Mum You want to live with the witness of thousands of people dieing in war?
*Posigen mmhhh...
*Messenger runs to their house*
*Messenger Miss, I have a letter for you...
*Mum open the later and bursts out in tears*
*Posigen Mum! what happened!
*Mum your father s camp got attacked by a dragon...
*Posigen bursts in tears* <--- not a lot to do with the main story, some
(im not very good at dialogues I guess x.x) parts are similar tho.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Posigen was born in Riverwood, a small village nearthe mountains.
His father was general in the imperial army and warred against the Stormcloaks, his son wanted to become a soldier too.
One day, the village heard that a village in the south of Skyrim was attacked by a Dragon (he was already 24).
He was a skilled bladesman and hated dragons because they killed his father.
Posigen seeked vengance against all dragons, but he also feared them.
But before he could mess with a dragon, he knew he had a lot to learn. he first wanted to learn everything he could, become a powerful mage, a powerful warrior, an adventurer
One day he got invited to a party in the forest, he wasnt suspectious at the beginning... but once he was at the marked place, he only saw a huge cliff.
He heard something move in the bushes, and soon after a volley of bolts and arrows flying towards him, every single hit.
He was lucky and had an Iron armor that protected him from some bolts, some penetrated it, but most didnt.
The bandits prisoned him in their camp, stole his stuff, and tortured him.
One day, after 3 long weeks, he heard explosions outside, he looked out of the window and saw an adventurer fighting with the bandjits, winning.
The adventurer flailed fireballs, shot arrows, and sliced up bandits with his Sword of Soulstealing (Soultrap enchantment)
He first only needed to get something back from the bandits that they stole from an old woman, but he saw Posigen and saved him (he picked the lock)
Posigen was very thankful and as he got his stuff back gave him some septims.
After this experience, he sweared that he would help everyone in need of help, instead of only seek vengance to the dragons.
hope you accept me, even if my english isnt the best (im swiss, live in Australia and am learning english :3)
Note: the adventurer shot fireballs so AOE damage :tongue.gif:
no creepers this time.
Hey Colbinile just a suggestion but I think you should put all the races and classes everyone can be it would be helpful to a lot of people so they put nord in stead of human and spell the names right like khajiit I thought was kajit until I looked it up and I like to spell everything right on applications.
IGN: Jboi
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: Been RPing for quite some time now on Minecraft and other games such as GTA San Andreas
Why Us: I love Elder Scrolls and the set up seems amazing for recreating Skyrim.
Time You Can Dedicate: Probably a few hours everyday assuming school doesn't get in the way.
IC
Name: Halthar
Race: Wood Elf
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Appearance: 5'8" blonde hair slicked back with pointed ears and a scar below his left eye.
Fears: Daedric Lords and Draugur
Personality: Kind Hearted, Comedic, Loves Animals, and overall a good person unless threatened
Occupation: Farmer
Skills: He is well trained with a bow and can survive on his own.
Nickname (Optional): None
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Halthar walks into the Jarl's Palace and seeks out the Steward,
"I was looking to buy a plot of land outside your walls, how much are they?" Halthar says in a deeper voice than most Wood Elves.
"Ah an Elf, I assume you just came to Skyrim?" He looks the Elf up and down sizing him up.
"No actually my family has lived in Skyrim for 3 generations, I have simply just come to Whiterun, so how much are we looking at for a plot of land?"
The man chuckles lightly, "I don't think we want a Wood Elf farming on our land, you better just leave now."
Halthar pulls out a bag of coins and places it into the Nord's hands, "I say you DO want a Wood Elf farming our your land, he probably won't be any trouble."
The Nord looks at the money and smiles, I'm sure we can come to an agreement.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): His family has lived in Skyrim for 3 generations, his being the 3rd, and they were always farmers. When the war broke out between the Stormcloaks and Imperials, his family remained relatively neutral. Being as they lived out a ways away from a city, they could care less about petty politics. The war became heated, and when the Imperials occupied the nearby city, they housed troops on the farm. The Stormcloaks soon took over and persecuted his family for supporting the Imperials. After heated fights among the Stormcloaks, they eventually came and burned down the farm and destroyed much of there food. This sent them spiraling into poverty. The father, who could not bare the shame of not being able to support his family, took off and was never heard from again. Halthar felt this was selfish and as the eldest, did the best to do town jobs to support his mother and younger siblings. His mother eventually remarried to a High Elf who Halthar despised. He moved away when he reached 21 and lived in the wild. At this time he began to hone his ability to use a bow to hunt, and farmed a small plot of land where he built a shack. When the dragons were found, he decided he was too easy a target for them, and decided to seek the protection of a city.
Sorry to be like this but I didn't get a response to my app. Just need to know accepted or denied haha.(dw im not like "Y U NO WHITELIST ME?" i have the brain capacity to know the servers not out yet :3)
Hey Colbinile just a suggestion but I think you should put all the races and classes everyone can be it would be helpful to a lot of people so they put nord in stead of human and spell the names right like khajiit I thought was kajit until I looked it up and I like to spell everything right on applications.
Thanks,
Ausdog
This is to see if people know Skyrim...and Elder Scroll races
Basically. If you're going to make an app, capitalize correctly spell correctly no text talk (omg lol ur y u etc) and try to do something original. Also,no parents dying,if youd read the whitelist rules youd know that. Alot to work on. :wink.gif:
IGN:bpo12345
Age:14
Role-Play Exp.: a lot Ive played fallout and skyrim but also a few others wich i cannot remember the names of.
Why Us: because i like a good server that has very dedicates members and also an interesting server idea.
Time You Can Dedicate: at least 1 hour a day but it depends on school and family.
IC
Name: Charion
Race: Argonian
Gender: male
Age: 27
Appearance: summer grass green skin, large build, horns on head and large red eyes.
Fears: has a fear of noises when he cannot see (when its dark)
Personality: a very nice fellow who has good leadership and very good people skills.
Occupation: Charion is a blacksmith but also a well trained warrior that goes for hunts. Charion has spent weeks at the college of winterhold learning the arts of alchemy
Skills: smithing, archery, alchemy, mining, and disease ressistance.
Nickname (Optional): Steel skin
RP Example (Add Dialogue): *Charion* Gundar pass me the steel. *Gundar* here sir. Charion* good lad. *Gundar* Sir I don't think i'll be able to be here tommorow. *Charion* Why? *Gundar* Because i have found out my mother is sick and i need to take care of her. *Charion* Okay you can have the time you need off but you will need to help me as much as you can today, So now its time to smith your first sword. *Gundar* Thank you sir. 5 hours later *charion* Gundar before you go i need to tell you something. *Gundar* what is it sir? *Charion* I will be leaving soon and i want you to be in charge of my forge. I have left you enough materials to get you started and i wrote a book to teach you maore about the forge. *Gundar* It has been an honor sir.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): When Charion was 13 he dreamed of being an adventurer. He worked with his father at their forge. Charion began to learn the art of smithing. Charion would craft anything he could like when he was first able to use the forge he made an iron dagger from a cooking pot. Soon when Charion was 19 he moved away from the black marsh where he found himself in Whiterun training with the smith at the Skyforge. After learning as much as he could he went to the college of winterhold to learn more about alchemy cause it seemed to facinate him.
After a few months he thought he learned enough and he started a small business as a traveling smith. For Charions first travel he thought of going to Sollitude. On the way he started getting scared cause it was night time and he could barely see farther than 3 meters in front of him even if he had a torch. Then suddenly he heard a yell and in seconds was surrounded by bandits. The bandits took all he had and then stabed him in the gut and left him to die. Charion thought that he would surely die, then an elf came and helped treat his wounds. Charion passed out while the elf was helping him but when he woke up he was in Whiterun. After he recovered he began to train in fighting and swordsmanship so he could protect himself. He had a good relationship with som of the people in Whiterun and they taught him some valuble skills like survival skills and how to pick locks. Then the next time he traveled to Sollitude he was again attacked by bandit but he was able to kill them all and he found out they were the same bandits that tried killing him before. Charion got all his items back and now is when his story truly starts.
Bah, There goes Pat again in yet another server. I'd compare this to your inability to decide on whether to use Kog'Maw or (Insert Champion Here). Anywho, with Winter Break coming up I'll be able to play 2 servers at once.
Remember that people in Aswein worship you though, :tongue.gif:.
Hey Colbinile just a suggestion but I think you should put all the races and classes everyone can be it would be helpful to a lot of people so they put nord in stead of human and spell the names right like khajiit I thought was kajit until I looked it up and I like to spell everything right on applications.
Thanks,
Ausdog
There are no classes and the races test your base knowledge of the elder scrolls.
We did some good work on Battlezone :biggrin.gif: Mac do we want/are we going to add more? (You are Vectus right?)
Well its 1.8.1 so that might be the problem.
Tell that to Colb, not my idea. But i personally think its ok. There should be only 1 or 2 at a time though
lol I know! but creepers will be on the server probably :tongue.gif: am I declined just because of that? the fu...
They will not be creepers and yes most likely for not knowing Skyrim Lore
IGN: Posipi4
Age: 15
Role-Play Exp.: Kinda none :tongue.gif:
Why Us: Because I love Skyrim and I am looking for a server
Time You Can Dedicate: lotz. soon holidays
IC
Name: Posigen (Skyrim name)
Race: Breton
Gender: Transverstite (just kidding, male)
Age: 24
Appearance: Brown Beard, Blue cape with hood, usually in armor
Fears: Spiders, Frostrolls, Dragons, cute kittys (THEY ARE EEEEVVVIIILLL)
Personality: Calm, funny (aka likes to have fun), Helpful
Occupation: Adventurer (doing quests, can be hired etc.)
Skills: Marksman, One-Handed, Light armor (Ill say iron armor is actually a light armor lol)
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
(plays as child)
*Posigen MUM WHEN IS DADDY BACK
*Mum be patient my child, daddy will come back...
*Posigen But I want daddy to show me some sword tricks!
*Mum *sigh* but its so dangerous, I already said I dont want you to use swords...
*Posigen But I want to get a Soldier like Daddy!
*Mum You want to live with the witness of thousands of people dieing in war?
*Posigen mmhhh...
*Messenger runs to their house*
*Messenger Miss, I have a letter for you...
*Mum open the later and bursts out in tears*
*Posigen Mum! what happened!
*Mum your father s camp got attacked by a dragon...
*Posigen bursts in tears* <--- not a lot to do with the main story, some
(im not very good at dialogues I guess x.x) parts are similar tho.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Posigen was born in Riverwood, a small village nearthe mountains.
His father was general in the imperial army and warred against the Stormcloaks, his son wanted to become a soldier too.
One day, the village heard that a village in the south of Skyrim was attacked by a Dragon (he was already 24).
He was a skilled bladesman and hated dragons because they killed his father.
Posigen seeked vengance against all dragons, but he also feared them.
But before he could mess with a dragon, he knew he had a lot to learn. he first wanted to learn everything he could, become a powerful mage, a powerful warrior, an adventurer
One day he got invited to a party in the forest, he wasnt suspectious at the beginning... but once he was at the marked place, he only saw a huge cliff.
He heard something move in the bushes, and soon after a volley of bolts and arrows flying towards him, every single hit.
He was lucky and had an Iron armor that protected him from some bolts, some penetrated it, but most didnt.
The bandits prisoned him in their camp, stole his stuff, and tortured him.
One day, after 3 long weeks, he heard explosions outside, he looked out of the window and saw an adventurer fighting with the bandjits, winning.
The adventurer flailed fireballs, shot arrows, and sliced up bandits with his Sword of Soulstealing (Soultrap enchantment)
He first only needed to get something back from the bandits that they stole from an old woman, but he saw Posigen and saved him (he picked the lock)
Posigen was very thankful and as he got his stuff back gave him some septims.
After this experience, he sweared that he would help everyone in need of help, instead of only seek vengance to the dragons.
hope you accept me, even if my english isnt the best (im swiss, live in Australia and am learning english :3)
Note: the adventurer shot fireballs so AOE damage :tongue.gif:
no creepers this time.
give me an example please?
stfu dude I dont call you wannabeidkwhat either.
yeah my siggy isnt the best if you meant that
ur just jelly cuz I can shoot knifes at people.
you sir, are my enemy now.
Thanks,
Ausdog
IGN: Jboi
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: Been RPing for quite some time now on Minecraft and other games such as GTA San Andreas
Why Us: I love Elder Scrolls and the set up seems amazing for recreating Skyrim.
Time You Can Dedicate: Probably a few hours everyday assuming school doesn't get in the way.
IC
Name: Halthar
Race: Wood Elf
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Appearance: 5'8" blonde hair slicked back with pointed ears and a scar below his left eye.
Fears: Daedric Lords and Draugur
Personality: Kind Hearted, Comedic, Loves Animals, and overall a good person unless threatened
Occupation: Farmer
Skills: He is well trained with a bow and can survive on his own.
Nickname (Optional): None
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
Halthar walks into the Jarl's Palace and seeks out the Steward,
"I was looking to buy a plot of land outside your walls, how much are they?" Halthar says in a deeper voice than most Wood Elves.
"Ah an Elf, I assume you just came to Skyrim?" He looks the Elf up and down sizing him up.
"No actually my family has lived in Skyrim for 3 generations, I have simply just come to Whiterun, so how much are we looking at for a plot of land?"
The man chuckles lightly, "I don't think we want a Wood Elf farming on our land, you better just leave now."
Halthar pulls out a bag of coins and places it into the Nord's hands, "I say you DO want a Wood Elf farming our your land, he probably won't be any trouble."
The Nord looks at the money and smiles, I'm sure we can come to an agreement.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): His family has lived in Skyrim for 3 generations, his being the 3rd, and they were always farmers. When the war broke out between the Stormcloaks and Imperials, his family remained relatively neutral. Being as they lived out a ways away from a city, they could care less about petty politics. The war became heated, and when the Imperials occupied the nearby city, they housed troops on the farm. The Stormcloaks soon took over and persecuted his family for supporting the Imperials. After heated fights among the Stormcloaks, they eventually came and burned down the farm and destroyed much of there food. This sent them spiraling into poverty. The father, who could not bare the shame of not being able to support his family, took off and was never heard from again. Halthar felt this was selfish and as the eldest, did the best to do town jobs to support his mother and younger siblings. His mother eventually remarried to a High Elf who Halthar despised. He moved away when he reached 21 and lived in the wild. At this time he began to hone his ability to use a bow to hunt, and farmed a small plot of land where he built a shack. When the dragons were found, he decided he was too easy a target for them, and decided to seek the protection of a city.
Because the server's not out.
This is to see if people know Skyrim...and Elder Scroll races
so im screwed?
Basically. If you're going to make an app, capitalize correctly spell correctly no text talk (omg lol ur y u etc) and try to do something original. Also,no parents dying,if youd read the whitelist rules youd know that. Alot to work on. :wink.gif:
IGN:bpo12345
Age:14
Role-Play Exp.: a lot Ive played fallout and skyrim but also a few others wich i cannot remember the names of.
Why Us: because i like a good server that has very dedicates members and also an interesting server idea.
Time You Can Dedicate: at least 1 hour a day but it depends on school and family.
IC
Name: Charion
Race: Argonian
Gender: male
Age: 27
Appearance: summer grass green skin, large build, horns on head and large red eyes.
Fears: has a fear of noises when he cannot see (when its dark)
Personality: a very nice fellow who has good leadership and very good people skills.
Occupation: Charion is a blacksmith but also a well trained warrior that goes for hunts. Charion has spent weeks at the college of winterhold learning the arts of alchemy
Skills: smithing, archery, alchemy, mining, and disease ressistance.
Nickname (Optional): Steel skin
RP Example (Add Dialogue): *Charion* Gundar pass me the steel. *Gundar* here sir. Charion* good lad. *Gundar* Sir I don't think i'll be able to be here tommorow. *Charion* Why? *Gundar* Because i have found out my mother is sick and i need to take care of her. *Charion* Okay you can have the time you need off but you will need to help me as much as you can today, So now its time to smith your first sword. *Gundar* Thank you sir. 5 hours later *charion* Gundar before you go i need to tell you something. *Gundar* what is it sir? *Charion* I will be leaving soon and i want you to be in charge of my forge. I have left you enough materials to get you started and i wrote a book to teach you maore about the forge. *Gundar* It has been an honor sir.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): When Charion was 13 he dreamed of being an adventurer. He worked with his father at their forge. Charion began to learn the art of smithing. Charion would craft anything he could like when he was first able to use the forge he made an iron dagger from a cooking pot. Soon when Charion was 19 he moved away from the black marsh where he found himself in Whiterun training with the smith at the Skyforge. After learning as much as he could he went to the college of winterhold to learn more about alchemy cause it seemed to facinate him.
After a few months he thought he learned enough and he started a small business as a traveling smith. For Charions first travel he thought of going to Sollitude. On the way he started getting scared cause it was night time and he could barely see farther than 3 meters in front of him even if he had a torch. Then suddenly he heard a yell and in seconds was surrounded by bandits. The bandits took all he had and then stabed him in the gut and left him to die. Charion thought that he would surely die, then an elf came and helped treat his wounds. Charion passed out while the elf was helping him but when he woke up he was in Whiterun. After he recovered he began to train in fighting and swordsmanship so he could protect himself. He had a good relationship with som of the people in Whiterun and they taught him some valuble skills like survival skills and how to pick locks. Then the next time he traveled to Sollitude he was again attacked by bandit but he was able to kill them all and he found out they were the same bandits that tried killing him before. Charion got all his items back and now is when his story truly starts.
Remember that people in Aswein worship you though, :tongue.gif:.
*Bookmarked*
There are no classes and the races test your base knowledge of the elder scrolls.
http://www.twitter.com/PoopCoolbro/
Uh - ye> But I allow anyone and everyone to redeem yourself. Also, I think it was pretty clear you're not 24.