What is there, here, anywhere? There is nothing. I was born in a pit of everlasting darkness, where no light shone. As if pressed together by the darkness. As if uncertain of what to become. Born under those dark, dark sediments…
I was born into the world white in form. My comrades, on the other hand, were purest of black. Maddening black. In those black forms, with their eyes shining and teeth bearing, they were certainly eating something. They looked upon me, unsatisfied. Their meal had come to an end, but their stomachs continued to growl. And then…
I felt nothing. No, rather. It was possible that was I felt was “void”, yet…
I could hear nothing,
I could bite nothing
I could smell nothing
I could feel nothing as I touch
I could not rest
I had no companion
Just walking, alone. Things reflected in my eyes, they had no meaning. Things that are not reflected in my eyes do not exist.
Walking, walking, walking, walking, walking…
As I arrived at that thought, I found something. Something interesting. Something extraordinary. It was, somewhat, the place of birth for those strange, translucent objects that dotted this world.
It was the first time my eyes have been captured.
With no colour,
With no sound,
With no scent,
Does not interact with anything,
It only exists there.
It was the closest existence to "void" that I had ever laid eyes on.
I sank my body into that great "void"
There was nothing there,
Even I had lost my line of vision, and dissolved into the void,
And felt as if everything had disappeared.
Happiness?
And suddenly, my eyes focused, and the world shifted back into place. The colours, sounds, shapes and all. I rose, straightening my garments, placing my blade in its sash. It was time to walk onwards, to the future and what it held. Yet, as I walked, I thought, and as I walked, and thought, I thought to myself…
If such a thing called happiness exists in this world, it should be something which resembles the limitless nothingness.
Nihility is having nothing, and having nothing to lose.
If that isn't "happiness", then what is?
The things reflected in my eyes have no meaning
The things that could not be reflected in my eyes, do not exist.
There is nothing
In you
And in me.
Character Strengths: Anton’s power of observation and deduction could be seen as his greatest strength, as it would have saved him countless times from events ranging from ambushes to fibbing merchants. Along with this, his fit, physical condition could also be looked as strength, besides the fact that Anton is not far stronger than the ordinary miner, his gathered intellect on the body and bone along with said strength and speed would allow him the chance at an upper hand in a rough scrap, despite the fact that Anton would avoid such scraps in the first place if possible.
Character Weaknesses: A greater lack of emotion could be seen as one of Anton’s few downfalls when placed into the social spectrum, making it far more difficult for him to communicate in a well-mannered form with those he may reside within any town or place, perhaps unintentionally insulting those he is communicating with without any intention of doing so. Anton’s attitude on keeping to himself could once again be seen as a great weakness from a practical spectrum, robbing him of wonderful opportunities on getting ahead in life in general or the town he would be residing in, not that Anton would be aiming to get ahead in that manner at all.
Additional Information: #Enderkin4race2013
Skype Contact Information: I am already among you, watching, listening…
Reason for Applying: I am looking for a new RP server with a good community
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IC Name: Jim Igor
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Race: Human
Backstory: He was taken from his birthparents by a Viking King named Igor and raised as his son. For years they adventured across the oceans to new lands. He learned how to hunt and live off of the land and to do work that would not normally be seen fit for a prince. When his father died he was left on his own and has worked for years to found a Kingdom in his fathers honor in a new land. So he left the safety of his home and sailed away only to get ship wrecked on this island with his friend. At 24 he still is wandering to find a place to build his kingdom from the ashes of his misfortune. Soon the time for him to attempt to rise up in this unknown land will come and together him and his friend will make the greatest kingdom since his fathers in the second age.
Character Strengths: Leadership, Brave
Character Weaknesses: Vengeance, Greed, and as a boy he was injured on his right shoulder making a troubled swordsman
RP Experience: Not a whole lot, I enjoy it though.
Reason for Applying: Trying to get into roleplaying with some friends.
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IC Name: Draco Greenwood
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Race: Human
Backstory: Draco's just charming fellow who grew up outside the empire as his parents took him on a caravan to lead a better life away from the city. Over the years he has gotten very good at sneaking about in the night. When his sneaking doesn't work, his smooth talking will usually get him out of a tight situation. But when that fails, He's been known to make rash decisions...
Character Strengths: Smooth Talker, Agile.
Character Weaknesses: Makes rash decisions, Not very strong, Can be overconfident.
I have plenty of experience in Role-playing, as I generally only play role-playing servers and on many of them have ended up with positions of large influence or position. Anyway without rambling on, I am generally a fairly good role-player and know how to not power game, Meta game and be able to stay as my character during the immersive experience, as well as to go as far as to stay that I become my characters personality during the experience.
Reason for Applying:
I am looking for a stable and interesting Role-play server where I can spend a lot of my time on developing a character and generally having some fun with others.
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IC Name:
Turgon Seregon
Gender:
Male
Age:
27
Race:
Human
Backstory: [Keep it brief however include everything you need]
Turgon Séregon is a fairly large sized, brutish man from a simple village in the north and was the son of a Blacksmith. As a child, from the days he could walk, he was taught that he must pull his own weight and be of use to the village, thus he was taught the craft of Blacksmithing. Although Turgon’s true desire existed elsewhere, and this was in perfecting his prowess in the magical arts and becoming a great hero, one of legend in fact. Thus during his days, Turgon worked the blazing embers of his fiery forge and created weapons from his blood, sweat and fiery passion and during his nights he would sneak into the dark, shadow encrusted woods and delve into tomes and scrolls containing the basics of magic, which he obtained from the village elder, with weapons carefully handcrafted to perfection by none other than himself.
Soon the amount of time he would spend in seclusion, deep in the woods increased and his routine and dream, turned into a deep obsession, he even forgot the reason why he practiced magic, and only felt the urge to do so. Then one fateful day, while tending to his blazing embers within the forge, a message came from a courier, saying they were looking for any able bodied men in a mercenary troop, that would be willing to enlist as a solider to fight for coin.
Turgon, seen this as a chance to leave the village and pursue a more free life, one of chance, glory and honour. This lead him to thinking that he would create tales of magnificent and awe inspiring battles, captivating legends and stories of unbelievable feats.
So Turgon talked to his father about leaving and he agreed thinking it was his choice in what to do with his life and no matter what he said it wouldn’t stop him, thus with nothing anchoring him to the village, he left with whatever he could carry on his large broad back, and set off to create his own destiny.
After a few years Turgon had left the military in the space of the few short years since he had left home and began a life of a wandering mage or if you would like to call it, a soldier of fortune in the magical sense. Shortly after his leave Turgon was found in towns and cities alike wondering from place to place and vanishing within this maelstrom of events, so with no were to go and nothing to call his own but the armour on his back, he sought a new home and a new path to follow.
Character Strengths: [Include at least 2]
From his years of traveling the land Turgon picked up skills from place to place and became adept at one thing in particular and that was Redstone engineering. He can use it both in convenience and fortifications, as well as animal traps and other related things.
Turgon has an eye for money and is skilled in the art of trade and is debatably his biggest strength, he can amass gold with ease through trade of all manors of goods, a skill he picked up while constantly on the move from town to town.
Character Weaknesses: [Include at least 3]
Turgon’s eye sight is far from perfect, in fact he only has one eye because of an incident with a wolf years ago and this wound causes him many problems in terms of his sight. This can cause trouble with him recognizing people from afar or even things as simple as reading at times for his other eye is under the stress of acting in place of the other.
Turgon is loyal to no ends and even in the face of betrayal he will stand strong towards his convictions and honour his allegiances even if it leads to a worthless death.
Turgon is also a man with a lot of pride and even if it inconveniences him, he refuses to forsake it and will follow the path that he has paved with his own blood and bone.
Additional Information: (Include anything about you we should know)
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Skype Contact Information: (If you wish to be added to a large community chat)
Reason for Applying: I am looking for a new RP server with a good community
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Roleplaying Information
IC Name: Jim Igor
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Race: Human
Backstory: He was taken from his birthparents by a Viking King named Igor and raised as his son. For years they adventured across the oceans to new lands. He learned how to hunt and live off of the land and to do work that would not normally be seen fit for a prince. When his father died he was left on his own and has worked for years to found a Kingdom in his fathers honor in a new land. So he left the safety of his home and sailed away only to get ship wrecked on this island with his friend. At 24 he still is wandering to find a place to build his kingdom from the ashes of his misfortune. Soon the time for him to attempt to rise up in this unknown land will come and together him and his friend will make the greatest kingdom since his fathers in the second age.
Character Strengths: Leadership, Brave
Character Weaknesses: Vengeance, Greed, and as a boy he was injured on his right shoulder making a troubled swordsman
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Location:
The oort cloud
Join Date:
7/18/2012
Posts:
114
Minecraft:
Agent_Desmond
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Personal Information
Name: quinton
IGN: blockbrain500
Age: 13
Location: canada
RP Experience: D & D minecraft server herocraft
Reason for Applying:i like roleplay in minecraft and its hard to find a good rp server
Recommended By: no one
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IC Name: gornoc
Gender: male
Age:19
Race:orc
Backstory: a young orc born into a clan of brutes tired of there ways of stupidity and pointless killing he left to find his own ways in the arcane arts
Character Strengths: intelagent, strong, very perceptive, stealth.
Character Weaknesses: large and easy to hit, aracnaphobia, hard to trust do to orgin of clan,bad with melee.
Additional Information: dont mess with my houses P.S sorry if i am a little young but i hope you will over look that
Skype Contact Information:
Personal Information
Name: Tux of the D'ubervilles
IGN: tuxisme
Age: 7 & 2/6
Location: Southeast US
RP Experience: I used to play pretend with my goldfish.
Reason for Applying: I just can't seem to quit you guys.
IC Name: Rondell A. Thane
Gender: Male
Age: Lied about.
Race: Human
Backstory: Thane's been wandering about as long as he cares to remember. A former soldier, Thane turned away from a violent life and all he knew, choosing instead to make a peaceful life, out on his own. He doesn't keep a home, just a horse. Occasionally. If it was still here and not robbed.
Though he lives a different life, he remains cheerful.
Character Strengths:
Skilled Warrior: Try as he might to forget, Thane can't shake what was ground into his head during wartimes. He's a sight with sword or bow.
Tough: Thane is weathered, and has a surprisingly high tolerance for pain.
Character Weaknesses:
Pacifist: In keeping with his peaceful living, Thane only attacks if provoked physically, usually. He kills only for food, wanting to avoid bloodshed. Monsters not included.
Distant: Thane keeps moving. He generally makes friendly acquaintances at most. He's nice, but he doesn't open up much.
Drunk: He can be a tad too fond of the good juice. He tends to avoid it, for his own benefit.
Stubborn: If his mind is set, he's serious. Hard to sway. Can be good or bad, depending.
Additional Info: I love at least two of you guys.
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Someday I might change my skin... Actually, naaaah.
RP Experience: World Of Warcraft, Pokemon and many more
Reason for Applying: I would like to play another RPG, but this time in minecraft. I would also like to help beginners if I become good enough
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IC Name: DeathWind
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Race: Human
Backstory:
As the village guard I always stood by our Leader's side. I always defended him from things wolves and bandits. I and 5 other people defended him and acted as body guards.
I used to weild a sword or bow as my weapon. I must have killed hundreds of foes and animals. I had different friends and foes, many came, passed and died. All because of the Leaders selfish greed.
We fought many battles, but the battle of our city was the bloodiest. It was father vs mother and son against daughter. I fought in this battle as a warrior, coated with a plate mail body suit and an Ironguard sword. I was on Kragorior's side fighting Ritach. Our Leader betrayed us because Ritach had more soldiers and better armour, while we had a few thousand they had over 20,000 troops. We were doomed to fail, but as I gave up hope I found this driad, she gave me a stick with a glowing bulge on the end. I cast it and a massive explosion occurred. I went to battle and attacked with it. After killing dozens I found their leader, our leader. I pulled out my sword and plunged it through his stomach, I pulled my sword out and watched him bleed to death as he swung his sword wildly.
I have been wondering around the baron landscape for years, alone. Many people have tried to kill me, only ending with failure. I have become better at fighting melee troops and groups, but the flashbacks weaken me while I fight. I cannot see very well and small creature can destroy me.
Character Strengths: Ranged Battles, Confusing Enemies and Healing Allies
Character Weaknesses: Melee Troops, Groups and Small Creatures (Gnomes/Dwarves)
Additional Information: I am quite good at PvP/PvE I also would like to keep my voice hidden as I am very self - conscious
Skype Contact Information: I have no Skype
Yeah, definitely not. First off, this isn't a PVP server, so I don't know why you felt the need to tell me you're good at it. Secondly, your character is twelve different kinds of overpowered.
RP Experience: I've played long term on a few Minecraft Rp servers but apart from that not much.
Reason for Applying: Well I havent played minecraft in a while so I decided to take a look at the forums and this caught my eye. The last time I Rp'ed I played a bard and was always having to improvise these long ballards so I thought I'd take a stab at a quieter character.
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IC Name: Erebus Barrows
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Race: Human
Backstory: [Keep it brief however include everything you need] Compared to many denizens of the Empire Erebus had a happy childhood. His parents were not struck by illness or tragedy , his home was not destroyed by misfortune and he was allowed to grow up in relative normality. He spent many days on the farm and like all children grew to resent the repetitive nature of his chores, so he studied the birds and animals that wandered near his field. His father often scolded him for allowing the crows to settle amongst the grain and one summer afternoon forced him to watch as he killed one of the crows from afar with his bow. Rather than being horrified as Erebus knew he should be at that age he was curious and after his father had left he spent some time studying the bird's carcass. Over the years Erebus' fascination with death grew until he started on his quest to reverse it. After his parents both died due to old age within week of one another , he sold the farm and used the money to travel to Paradise. Once there he joined a coven of necromancers but due to the ...legal issues with their art the town guard arrested all those involved before he could study more than the basics of the discipline. Because of his youth and level of fitness he was offered the choice to either become a colonist or rot in jail. Choosing the former Erebus arrived in the new world to begin his story.
Character Strengths: [Include at least 2] Has a basic understanding of Necromancy and a competent farmer.
Character Weaknesses: [Include at least 3] Is not a very social person , Can be reserved to the point of being considered a hermit and is terrible at melee combat.
We aren't accepting any more magic users at this time.
Personal Information
Name: Tux of the D'ubervilles
IGN: tuxisme
Age: 7 & 2/6
Location: Southeast US
RP Experience: I used to play pretend with my goldfish.
Reason for Applying: I just can't seem to quit you guys.
IC Name: Rondell A. Thane
Gender: Male
Age: Lied about.
Race: Human
Backstory: Thane's been wandering about as long as he cares to remember. A former soldier, Thane turned away from a violent life and all he knew, choosing instead to make a peaceful life, out on his own. He doesn't keep a home, just a horse. Occasionally. If it was still here and not robbed.
Though he lives a different life, he remains cheerful.
Character Strengths:
Skilled Warrior: Try as he might to forget, Thane can't shake what was ground into his head during wartimes. He's a sight with sword or bow.
Tough: Thane is weathered, and has a surprisingly high tolerance for pain.
Character Weaknesses:
Pacifist: In keeping with his peaceful living, Thane only attacks if provoked physically, usually. He kills only for food, wanting to avoid bloodshed. Monsters not included.
Distant: Thane keeps moving. He generally makes friendly acquaintances at most. He's nice, but he doesn't open up much.
Drunk: He can be a tad too fond of the good juice. He tends to avoid it, for his own benefit.
Stubborn: If his mind is set, he's serious. Hard to sway. Can be good or bad, depending.
Personal Information
Name: Liam
IGN:greesom
Age: 15
Location:Canadia
RP Experience:I've been on many different servers and I've owned one I also do improv IRL
Reason for Applying:I'm looking For a new server and this seems great
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IC Name:Thyrus Everheed
Gender:Male
Age:31
Race:Elf
Backstory:Thyrus was born into a poor family he wasn't really liked much as a child by the other elves but he rather be alone anyway.He has a.....Lets say strange personality he is quiet likes to sneak around..kinda shifty.Even though of all these things he is kind and has a pure heart when he was 16 his parents passed away shortly after he ran away he grew out his hair a little and lived amongst the humans nobody noticed he was a elf nobody really cared. For the next fifteen years he has been traveling between the two races he has picked up the skills from both races and now he wants to find a girl and settle down. He like archery a lot he has learned it from his time in the forest looking for food.
Character Strengths:Learned the ways of both races,Good Archer
Character Weaknesses:Mild Dizzy Moments,Has a soft spot for children,A fear of being killed for a useless reason
Race: Human
Backstory: [Keep it brief however include everything you need] Robin is sitting around a campfire with some of the towns young hunters when one asks him what happened when the empire left. Robin removes his hood and begins his tale. "I was eleven when the empire abandoned us here. No word came the caravans stopped there wasn't even signs of raiders stealing our supplies. We waited a week panicked that some war had started and we were left unprotected besides our local yeomen and the old drunkards we called sheriffs. But it was far worse than any of us could have imagined. It was worse because there wasn't anything, just silence on the roads that headed back towards the empire. I was scared just like the rest of my family. My mother and fathered argued of what to do. finally on the third week when there was no more meat my father took me and we out into those woods to hunt for deer. I expected bandits to kill us at any moment but in the woods away from the roads the forest was full of life, and it was good. So from then on the woods became our caravan, our supplier of food, of goods, and the life that you see around you today."
Character Strengths: [Include at least 2] Hunting and gathering (one) Tracking, being able to follow his prey quietly. (two)
Character Weaknesses: [Include at least 3] mining, lack of any magical powers, tends to be more quiet in social situations and prefers the woods over the cities.
Additional Information: (Include anything about you we should know) I am a Sargent in a gaming community known as the Disciples of Gaming (DoG) and im always looking for new people to join. the branch im in is for CoD Black ops 2 and is on xbox 360. Go Supremacy! Skype Contact Information: (If you wish to be added to a large community chat)
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
5/20/2012
Posts:
100
Location:
Drake's Time Vault
Minecraft:
bmgworldgaming
Member Details
Personal Information
Name: Mason
IGN: bmghiolvnvine
Age: 17
Location: USA
RP Experience: Years (Exp.: D&D, Star Wars, other servers, ect.)
Reason for Applying: I am looking for a dedicated, fun role-playing server.
Recommended By: [Optional]
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IC Name: Dryven Zetosor
Gender: Male
Age: 15 (Explained in backstroy)
Race: Golem-blooded (D&D race, explained in backstory)
Backstory: Raised in a cottage in the forest, Dryven wasn't very educated. He was home-schooled for a couple of years, but mostly taught himself. One night when he was 8, he was kidnapped by a crazed mage. The mage used Dryven's soul to make a golem. Dryven's cries fall on deaf ears as both body and mortal are fused together. He was no longer human, but a half-human, half-golem. A Golem-blooded. He kept most of his memories, but his family was very blurred. He wandered for several years and came across Raven Crest.
Character Strengths: He is stronger due to the golem within him. He can live for over 5000 years because he is part golem.
Character Weaknesses: Some of his childhood memories are lost causing sadness. He lives for a long time so loved ones pass before him. His mind is fragile so he may lose it in the middle of a conversation.
Race: Human
Backstory: [Keep it brief however include everything you need] Robin is sitting around a campfire with some of the towns young hunters when one asks him what happened when the empire left. Robin removes his hood and begins his tale. "I was eleven when the empire abandoned us here. No word came the caravans stopped there wasn't even signs of raiders stealing our supplies. We waited a week panicked that some war had started and we were left unprotected besides our local yeomen and the old drunkards we called sheriffs. But it was far worse than any of us could have imagined. It was worse because there wasn't anything, just silence on the roads that headed back towards the empire. I was scared just like the rest of my family. My mother and fathered argued of what to do. finally on the third week when there was no more meat my father took me and we out into those woods to hunt for deer. I expected bandits to kill us at any moment but in the woods away from the roads the forest was full of life, and it was good. So from then on the woods became our caravan, our supplier of food, of goods, and the life that you see around you today."
Character Strengths: [Include at least 2] Hunting and gathering (one) Tracking, being able to follow his prey quietly. (two)
Character Weaknesses: [Include at least 3] mining, lack of any magical powers, tends to be more quiet in social situations and prefers the woods over the cities.
Additional Information: (Include anything about you we should know) I am a Sargent in a gaming community known as the Disciples of Gaming (DoG) and im always looking for new people to join. the branch im in is for CoD Black ops 2 and is on xbox 360. Go Supremacy! Skype Contact Information: (If you wish to be added to a large community chat)
Do me a favor and name yourself something else. Otherwise you're in.
RP Experience: Years (Exp.: D&D, Star Wars, other servers, ect.)
Reason for Applying: I am looking for a dedicated, fun role-playing server.
Recommended By: [Optional]
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IC Name: Dryven Zetosor
Gender: Male
Age: 15 (Explained in backstroy)
Race: Golem-blooded (D&D race, explained in backstory)
Backstory: Raised in a cottage in the forest, Dryven wasn't very educated. He was home-schooled for a couple of years, but mostly taught himself. One night when he was 8, he was kidnapped by a crazed mage. The mage used Dryven's soul to make a golem. Dryven's cries fall on deaf ears as both body and mortal are fused together. He was no longer human, but a half-human, half-golem. A Golem-blooded. He kept most of his memories, but his family was very blurred. He wandered for several years and came across Raven Crest.
Character Strengths: He is stronger due to the golem within him. He can live for over 5000 years because he is part golem.
Character Weaknesses: Some of his childhood memories are lost causing sadness. He lives for a long time so loved ones pass before him. His mind is fragile so he may lose it in the middle of a conversation.
Definitely not. The idea is interesting, but completely overdone. You've made a super strong, near immortal character who's only weakness is that he's sad and semi-crazy.
RP Experience: World Of Warcraft, Pokemon and many more
Reason for Applying: I would like to play another RPG, but this time in minecraft. I would also like to help beginners if I become good enough
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IC Name: DeathWind
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Race: Human
Backstory:
As the village guard I always stood by our Leader's side. I always defended him from wolves and bandits. I and 5 other people defended him and acted as body guards.
I used to weild a sword or bow as my weapon. I must have killed many of foes and animals. I had different friends and foes, many came, passed and died. All because of the Leaders selfish greed.
We fought many battles, but the battle of our city was the bloodiest. It was father vs mother and son against daughter. I fought in this battle as a warrior, coated with a leather body suit and an Ironguard sword. I was on Kragorior's side fighting Ritach. Our Leader betrayed us because Ritach had more soldiers and better armour, while we had a few thousand they had over 5,000 troops. We were doomed to fail, but as I gave up hope I found this driad, she gave me a sword with a glowing bulge on the end. I cast it and a massive explosion occurred. I went to battle and attacked with it. After killing many of their troops with my weapon I killed our old leader by plunging my sword through his stomach. The enemy lost moral and fled, they were lucky. Only 1,000 of our troops survived while over 2,000 of theirs lived to tell the tale.
I have been wondering around the baron landscape for years, alone. I have killed wild animals and few travelers to get food, but I seek a place to call my kingdom after such a tragic past. I have become better at fighting melee troops and groups, but the flashbacks weaken me while I fight. I cannot see very well and small creature can destroy me.
Character Strengths: Ranged Battles, Confusing Enemies and Running
Character Weaknesses: Melee Troops, Groups, Humans, Fast Creatures and Small Creatures (Gnomes/Dwarves)
Additional Information: I am quite good at PvE I also would like to keep my voice hidden as I am very self - conscious
So this is my revised post where i had to change my name and ive found a good name that fits within the lore.
IGN: Spartanwhite27
IC Name: Lucan (revised)
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Backstory: [Keep it brief however include everything you need] Robin Lucan is sitting around a campfire with some of the towns young hunters when one asks him what happened when the empire left. Robin Lucan removes his hood and begins his tale. "I was eleven when the empire abandoned us here. No word came the caravans stopped there wasn't even signs of raiders stealing our supplies. We waited a week panicked that some war had started and we were left unprotected besides our local yeomen and the old drunkards we called sheriffs. But it was far worse than any of us could have imagined. It was worse because there wasn't anything, just silence on the roads that headed back towards the empire. I was scared just like the rest of my family. My mother and fathered argued of what to do. finally on the third week when there was no more meat my father took me and we out into those woods to hunt for deer. I expected bandits to kill us at any moment but in the woods away from the roads the forest was full of life, and it was good. So from then on the woods became our caravan, our supplier of food, of goods, and the life that you see around you today."
Character Strengths: [Include at least 2] Hunting and gathering (one) Tracking, being able to follow his prey quietly. (two)
Character Weaknesses: [Include at least 3] mining, lack of any magical powers, tends to be more quiet in social situations and prefers the woods over the cities.
Additional Information: (Include anything about you we should know) I am a Sargent in a gaming community known as the Disciples of Gaming (DoG) and im always looking for new people to join. the branch im in is for CoD Black ops 2 and is on xbox 360. Go Supremacy! Skype Contact Information: (If you wish to be added to a large community chat)
So this is my revised post where i had to change my name and ive found a good name that fits within the lore.
IGN: Spartanwhite27
IC Name: Lucan (revised)
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Backstory: [Keep it brief however include everything you need] Robin Lucan is sitting around a campfire with some of the towns young hunters when one asks him what happened when the empire left. Robin Lucan removes his hood and begins his tale. "I was eleven when the empire abandoned us here. No word came the caravans stopped there wasn't even signs of raiders stealing our supplies. We waited a week panicked that some war had started and we were left unprotected besides our local yeomen and the old drunkards we called sheriffs. But it was far worse than any of us could have imagined. It was worse because there wasn't anything, just silence on the roads that headed back towards the empire. I was scared just like the rest of my family. My mother and fathered argued of what to do. finally on the third week when there was no more meat my father took me and we out into those woods to hunt for deer. I expected bandits to kill us at any moment but in the woods away from the roads the forest was full of life, and it was good. So from then on the woods became our caravan, our supplier of food, of goods, and the life that you see around you today."
Character Strengths: [Include at least 2] Hunting and gathering (one) Tracking, being able to follow his prey quietly. (two)
Character Weaknesses: [Include at least 3] mining, lack of any magical powers, tends to be more quiet in social situations and prefers the woods over the cities.
Additional Information: (Include anything about you we should know) I am a Sargent in a gaming community known as the Disciples of Gaming (DoG) and im always looking for new people to join. the branch im in is for CoD Black ops 2 and is on xbox 360. Go Supremacy! Skype Contact Information: (If you wish to be added to a large community chat)
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
5/20/2012
Posts:
100
Location:
Drake's Time Vault
Minecraft:
bmgworldgaming
Member Details
Personal Information
Name: Mason
IGN: bmghiolvnvine
Age: 17
Location: USA
RP Experience: Years
Reason for Applying: Looking for a good RP server.
Recommended By: [Optional]
Roleplaying Information
IC Name: Kluug Ghorduuk
Gender: Male
Age: 46
Race: Orc
Backstory: Born to the orc clan Ghork, Kluug grew up to be a proud, fearless orc. At age 40, his clan set out to attack a nearby village. Kluug led the attack. Towards the end of the battle, Kluug was knocked unconsious. He woke a week later in an abandoned barn. He knew he was nowhere near home. He wandered for several weeks and came across Raven Crest, hoping to find more orcs.
Character Strengths: Fearless, stronger than most other orcs.
Character Weaknesses: Slower, bigger, and stupid, charges into battle without planning.
RP Experience: How many characters have I gone through, now?
Reason for Applying: Because I can.
Recommended By: [Optional] Myself!
Roleplaying Information
IC Name: Vladimir
Gender: Male.
Age: 31
Race: Human (mostly.)
Backstory: Vlad was not born out of love, it was out of lust for power. The greatest warlock and witch came together, from the most dreaded clans in the Empire's Borders. He was supposed to be a great mage, the most powerful of his time, but when he was born... He had not a single drop of magic in him. Immediately dropped off at the nearest town, Vlad was took after by a gang of hooligans, learning how to survive on his own. He grew tired of the childish fighting his gang got him in, he joined the Empire's Military. He quickly rose among the ranks, for his strength of character and his smarts. Soon, his rise ended, when he was injured by an arrow to the knee. When the medical mages tried to heal him... it had little effect. His heritage makes him tough to magic, even more so than a dwarf. When the Empire died... He left his unit, in search of love, and a nice place to settle down.
Character Strengths: Militaristic Mind, strong, smart. Slightly a romantic, adventurous too.
Character Weaknesses: War made him dislike conflict, injuries made his left leg crippled.
Additional Information: Eli and Sight are GLORIOUS!
Skype Contact Information: YOU SHOULD KNOW!
The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Location:
The oort cloud
Join Date:
7/18/2012
Posts:
114
Minecraft:
Agent_Desmond
Member Details
Personal Information
Name: quinton
IGN: blockbrain500
Age: 13
Location: canada
RP Experience: D & D minecraft server herocraft
Reason for Applying:i like roleplay in minecraft and its hard to find a good rp server
Recommended By: no one
Roleplaying Information
IC Name: gornoc
Gender: male
Age:19
Race:orc
Backstory: a young orc born into a clan of brutes tired of there ways of stupidity and pointless killing he left to find his own ways in the arcane arts
Character Strengths: intelagent, strong, very perceptive, stealth.
Character Weaknesses: large and easy to hit, aracnaphobia, hard to trust do to orgin of clan,bad with melee.
Additional Information: dont mess with my houses P.S sorry if i am a little young but i hope you will over look that
Skype Contact Information:
Reason for Applying: Looking for a good RP server.
Recommended By: [Optional]
Roleplaying Information
IC Name: Kluug Ghorduuk
Gender: Male
Age: 46
Race: Orc
Backstory: Born to the orc clan Ghork, Kluug grew up to be a proud, fearless orc. At age 40, his clan set out to attack a nearby village. Kluug led the attack. Towards the end of the battle, Kluug was knocked unconsious. He woke a week later in an abandoned barn. He knew he was nowhere near home. He wandered for several weeks and came across Raven Crest, hoping to find more orcs.
Character Strengths: Fearless, stronger than most other orcs.
Character Weaknesses: Slower, bigger, and stupid, charges into battle without planning.
RP Experience: How many characters have I gone through, now?
Reason for Applying: Because I can.
Recommended By: [Optional] Myself!
Roleplaying Information
IC Name: Vladimir
Gender: Male.
Age: 31
Race: Human (mostly.)
Backstory: Vlad was not born out of love, it was out of lust for power. The greatest warlock and witch came together, from the most dreaded clans in the Empire's Borders. He was supposed to be a great mage, the most powerful of his time, but when he was born... He had not a single drop of magic in him. Immediately dropped off at the nearest town, Vlad was took after by a gang of hooligans, learning how to survive on his own. He grew tired of the childish fighting his gang got him in, he joined the Empire's Military. He quickly rose among the ranks, for his strength of character and his smarts. Soon, his rise ended, when he was injured by an arrow to the knee. When the medical mages tried to heal him... it had little effect. His heritage makes him tough to magic, even more so than a dwarf. When the Empire died... He left his unit, in search of love, and a nice place to settle down.
Character Strengths: Militaristic Mind, strong, smart. Slightly a romantic, adventurous too.
Character Weaknesses: War made him dislike conflict, injuries made his left leg crippled.
Additional Information: Eli and Sight are GLORIOUS!
Skype Contact Information: YOU SHOULD KNOW!
RP Experience: I play RPG video games and RP with my friends sometimes.
Reason for Applying: Looks really well thought out and I want to try RP on a Minecraft server.
Recommended By: My invisible friend Tom.
Roleplaying Information
IC Name: Zarshja
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Race: Elf
Backstory: When he was three years old, his parents had died int a fire, leaving Zarshja to be left in his senile aunt's care. While slightly crazed, the old elf had taught the orphan how to seek the good in life and heavily influenced Zarshja. After his aunt's death, the determined elf had decided to head out and explore the land. Unfortunately, fate was cruel and had it be that his aunt give all her belongings to her pet cat.
Unfazed, Zarshja left the house armed only with the clothes on his back, his determination, and a tall walking stick.
Character Strengths: He's optimistic and determined.
Character Weaknesses: He lost his entire right arm in the fire that killed his parents. He is also very naive and too trusting.
Additional Information: I'm directionally challenged, so...yeah...heheh, a little help will go a long way for me.
Skype Contact Information: I don't have a Skype as of yet.
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IC Name: Anton White
Additional Information: #Enderkin4race2013
Skype Contact Information: I am already among you, watching, listening…
IGN: Random_Man_
Age: [Optional]
Location: USA
RP Experience: The Kingdoms
Reason for Applying: I am looking for a new RP server with a good community
Recommended By: [Optional]
Roleplaying Information
IC Name: Jim Igor
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Race: Human
Backstory: He was taken from his birthparents by a Viking King named Igor and raised as his son. For years they adventured across the oceans to new lands. He learned how to hunt and live off of the land and to do work that would not normally be seen fit for a prince. When his father died he was left on his own and has worked for years to found a Kingdom in his fathers honor in a new land. So he left the safety of his home and sailed away only to get ship wrecked on this island with his friend. At 24 he still is wandering to find a place to build his kingdom from the ashes of his misfortune. Soon the time for him to attempt to rise up in this unknown land will come and together him and his friend will make the greatest kingdom since his fathers in the second age.
Character Strengths: Leadership, Brave
Character Weaknesses: Vengeance, Greed, and as a boy he was injured on his right shoulder making a troubled swordsman
Additional Information:
Skype Contact Information: random_man_
Nothing a little dynamite could not fix
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IC Name: gornoc
Backstory: a young orc born into a clan of brutes tired of there ways of stupidity and pointless killing he left to find his own ways in the arcane arts
Additional Information: dont mess with my houses P.S sorry if i am a little young but i hope you will over look that
Skype Contact Information:
Name: Tux of the D'ubervilles
IGN: tuxisme
Age: 7 & 2/6
Location: Southeast US
RP Experience: I used to play pretend with my goldfish.
Reason for Applying: I just can't seem to quit you guys.
IC Name: Rondell A. Thane
Gender: Male
Age: Lied about.
Race: Human
Backstory: Thane's been wandering about as long as he cares to remember. A former soldier, Thane turned away from a violent life and all he knew, choosing instead to make a peaceful life, out on his own. He doesn't keep a home, just a horse. Occasionally. If it was still here and not robbed.
Though he lives a different life, he remains cheerful.
Character Strengths:
Skilled Warrior: Try as he might to forget, Thane can't shake what was ground into his head during wartimes. He's a sight with sword or bow.
Tough: Thane is weathered, and has a surprisingly high tolerance for pain.
Character Weaknesses:
Pacifist: In keeping with his peaceful living, Thane only attacks if provoked physically, usually. He kills only for food, wanting to avoid bloodshed. Monsters not included.
Distant: Thane keeps moving. He generally makes friendly acquaintances at most. He's nice, but he doesn't open up much.
Drunk: He can be a tad too fond of the good juice. He tends to avoid it, for his own benefit.
Stubborn: If his mind is set, he's serious. Hard to sway. Can be good or bad, depending.
Additional Info: I love at least two of you guys.
Yeah, definitely not. First off, this isn't a PVP server, so I don't know why you felt the need to tell me you're good at it. Secondly, your character is twelve different kinds of overpowered.
We aren't accepting any more magic users at this time.
Yeah, sure. Why not?
Name: Liam
IGN:greesom
Age: 15
Location:Canadia
RP Experience:I've been on many different servers and I've owned one I also do improv IRL
Reason for Applying:I'm looking For a new server and this seems great
Recommended By: [Optional]
Roleplaying Information
IC Name:Thyrus Everheed
Gender:Male
Age:31
Race:Elf
Backstory:Thyrus was born into a poor family he wasn't really liked much as a child by the other elves but he rather be alone anyway.He has a.....Lets say strange personality he is quiet likes to sneak around..kinda shifty.Even though of all these things he is kind and has a pure heart when he was 16 his parents passed away shortly after he ran away he grew out his hair a little and lived amongst the humans nobody noticed he was a elf nobody really cared. For the next fifteen years he has been traveling between the two races he has picked up the skills from both races and now he wants to find a girl and settle down. He like archery a lot he has learned it from his time in the forest looking for food.
Character Strengths:Learned the ways of both races,Good Archer
Character Weaknesses:Mild Dizzy Moments,Has a soft spot for children,A fear of being killed for a useless reason
Backstory: [Keep it brief however include everything you need] Robin is sitting around a campfire with some of the towns young hunters when one asks him what happened when the empire left. Robin removes his hood and begins his tale. "I was eleven when the empire abandoned us here. No word came the caravans stopped there wasn't even signs of raiders stealing our supplies. We waited a week panicked that some war had started and we were left unprotected besides our local yeomen and the old drunkards we called sheriffs. But it was far worse than any of us could have imagined. It was worse because there wasn't anything, just silence on the roads that headed back towards the empire. I was scared just like the rest of my family. My mother and fathered argued of what to do. finally on the third week when there was no more meat my father took me and we out into those woods to hunt for deer. I expected bandits to kill us at any moment but in the woods away from the roads the forest was full of life, and it was good. So from then on the woods became our caravan, our supplier of food, of goods, and the life that you see around you today."
Additional Information: (Include anything about you we should know) I am a Sargent in a gaming community known as the Disciples of Gaming (DoG) and im always looking for new people to join. the branch im in is for CoD Black ops 2 and is on xbox 360. Go Supremacy!
Skype Contact Information: (If you wish to be added to a large community chat)
IC Name: Dryven Zetosor
Backstory: Raised in a cottage in the forest, Dryven wasn't very educated. He was home-schooled for a couple of years, but mostly taught himself. One night when he was 8, he was kidnapped by a crazed mage. The mage used Dryven's soul to make a golem. Dryven's cries fall on deaf ears as both body and mortal are fused together. He was no longer human, but a half-human, half-golem. A Golem-blooded. He kept most of his memories, but his family was very blurred. He wandered for several years and came across Raven Crest.
Additional Information: http://www.youtube.com/user/bmgworldgaming
Skype Contact Information: username: bmgworldgaming
http://pfq.me/bmgworldgaming
Check out my channel!!!!!
Do me a favor and name yourself something else. Otherwise you're in.
Definitely not. The idea is interesting, but completely overdone. You've made a super strong, near immortal character who's only weakness is that he's sad and semi-crazy.
Still no. The changes were negligible.
Backstory: [Keep it brief however include everything you need]
RobinLucan is sitting around a campfire with some of the towns young hunters when one asks him what happened when the empire left.RobinLucan removes his hood and begins his tale. "I was eleven when the empire abandoned us here. No word came the caravans stopped there wasn't even signs of raiders stealing our supplies. We waited a week panicked that some war had started and we were left unprotected besides our local yeomen and the old drunkards we called sheriffs. But it was far worse than any of us could have imagined. It was worse because there wasn't anything, just silence on the roads that headed back towards the empire. I was scared just like the rest of my family. My mother and fathered argued of what to do. finally on the third week when there was no more meat my father took me and we out into those woods to hunt for deer. I expected bandits to kill us at any moment but in the woods away from the roads the forest was full of life, and it was good. So from then on the woods became our caravan, our supplier of food, of goods, and the life that you see around you today."Additional Information: (Include anything about you we should know) I am a Sargent in a gaming community known as the Disciples of Gaming (DoG) and im always looking for new people to join. the branch im in is for CoD Black ops 2 and is on xbox 360. Go Supremacy!
Skype Contact Information: (If you wish to be added to a large community chat)
Yep, go on in.
IC Name: Kluug Ghorduuk
Backstory: Born to the orc clan Ghork, Kluug grew up to be a proud, fearless orc. At age 40, his clan set out to attack a nearby village. Kluug led the attack. Towards the end of the battle, Kluug was knocked unconsious. He woke a week later in an abandoned barn. He knew he was nowhere near home. He wandered for several weeks and came across Raven Crest, hoping to find more orcs.
Additional Information: http://www.youtube.com/user/bmgworldgaming
Skype Contact Information: Username: bmgworldgaming
http://pfq.me/bmgworldgaming
Check out my channel!!!!!
IC Name: Vladimir
Backstory: Vlad was not born out of love, it was out of lust for power. The greatest warlock and witch came together, from the most dreaded clans in the Empire's Borders. He was supposed to be a great mage, the most powerful of his time, but when he was born... He had not a single drop of magic in him. Immediately dropped off at the nearest town, Vlad was took after by a gang of hooligans, learning how to survive on his own. He grew tired of the childish fighting his gang got him in, he joined the Empire's Military. He quickly rose among the ranks, for his strength of character and his smarts. Soon, his rise ended, when he was injured by an arrow to the knee. When the medical mages tried to heal him... it had little effect. His heritage makes him tough to magic, even more so than a dwarf. When the Empire died... He left his unit, in search of love, and a nice place to settle down.
Additional Information: Eli and Sight are GLORIOUS!
Skype Contact Information: YOU SHOULD KNOW!
IC Name: gornoc
Backstory: a young orc born into a clan of brutes tired of there ways of stupidity and pointless killing he left to find his own ways in the arcane arts
Additional Information: dont mess with my houses P.S sorry if i am a little young but i hope you will over look that
Skype Contact Information:
Yes, and yes.
Backstory: When he was three years old, his parents had died int a fire, leaving Zarshja to be left in his senile aunt's care. While slightly crazed, the old elf had taught the orphan how to seek the good in life and heavily influenced Zarshja. After his aunt's death, the determined elf had decided to head out and explore the land. Unfortunately, fate was cruel and had it be that his aunt give all her belongings to her pet cat.
Additional Information: I'm directionally challenged, so...yeah...heheh, a little help will go a long way for me.