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    posted a message on THE ANERIAN CHRONICLES [RP][Airships][Classes][Player-Driven-Story][Extensive Lore]
    IGN: Calicade

    Real-Life Age: 18

    Do you have a Skype? If so, what is your Skype Name? (This is by no means required and holds no weight on your acceptance. We just use Skype a lot): Eeeeyup.

    Have you read all of the rules, agree to abide by them, and by the decisions of our staff?: Of course

    What is the definition of “Powergaming”?: Pretty much forcing your action to work immediately.

    What is the definition of “Metagaming”?: Taking out of character information and using it as if your character knew it. Or another case would be finding out about a very secluded event and just happening to ‘stumble’ upon it.

    What is the definition of “Roleplaying”?: Taking control of a fictional character and acting as them, placing yourself in their personality and memories.

    Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?: Nopony

    When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?: Only if the other player consents to it, or if they are in a situation where they can’t get out.

    When are you allowed to speak out of character?: When solving an issue that might not be able to be handled in character.

    Have you read the primary server lore of our server and agree to roleplay in accordance with it?: Yessiree

    Who is allowed to use magic?: Those who have trained in it/went through the stages of obtaining a Primary degree, then a secondary degree in magery.

    Who are the Fallen?: The Fallen are also known as Medori, but I decided to not go too deep into their lore for RP reasons.

    When and how did our current government come to be?: 169 After Rise in the summer, it came to existence after a secondary rebellion against the previous monarchy.

    Who are the Order of Aradin?: They were an order that was made to protect the Chancellery, but they have fallen from glory and are but a shadow.

    What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: I’ve been roleplaying for around 5 years. It all started in WoW, I then went to Pen and Paper, along with Pen and Paper I dabbled into a previous server, BoH.

    If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left: Book of Halegron, and I can’t quite remember the one before that. I wouldn’t consider myself having left, just took a break from (awful internet).

    Character Information:

    Bion Davengo

    Age: 26

    Class: Ranger

    Physical Description: 5’9, an average build with a bit more muscle to it, and rough skin
    Blonde hair, Slightly tan skin, and blue eyes

    Biography: Bion Davengo was born and raised for the majority of his younger life in the slums. He didn’t grow up knowing much of anything about his parents, and instead survived those first crucial years of survival by living hut to hut; for anyone that would accept him. He established himself rather early on as a wanderer as he couldn’t stay with any one family for too long before he would gain the wanderlust and just leave. But eventually he started to grow out of the years where people would be so willing to give hand outs or room and board to him. He reached the age where instead he would do small jobs for money, or keep areas cleaned for the house owners that were letting him stay there. This slowed down his wanderlust as life became a bit more difficult to move around. It was no true curse though, because with lesser movement he started to get more into learning new things. In one household there was a rather dedicated couple that wanted to help the teenage Bion read. Even though spending most of his life relying on others he didn’t much like being helped taught anything. He listened though, to their short lectures and how to interpret words, but still he eventually left them too. Reading stuck with him though as he continued his wandering life; he picked up spare books wherever he went. Eventually his wandering life style slowly came to a temporary halt when one family that had accepted them in their doors soon after died, leaving the home to him. He supplied for himself through oddball jobs and tasks, and entertainment came through teaching himself things. He became interested in fighting and even more interested in fighting for a living. he took to trying and teaching himself how to fight. With a mix of reading from books and going to the arena when he could afford it he taught himself a few fighting tricks with a sword. He also took to watching archers use their bows, and would also ask for tips on better technique. He started saving up for a bow and eventually managed to purchase one. Spending the last of his days in the homesteaded life learning how to shoot and thwack things properly with a sword length stick. He eventually left the house to any squatter and looked for work outside of the poorer district. He spent the remaining of his savings on a proper sword and managed to pick up his first job as a one time bodyguard for an individual seeking to go out and about to collect resources. This first job was not the best way to start off as he ended up more of a meat shield rather than a body guard. He returned with his employer in complete health, but he was covered in blood and bruises. He slowly got better at the job and the work to later to come was easier. His life slowly left true poverty and now he spends his nights at different inns or out after the job on a bed of leaves.

    What is your main goal (Motivation)?: Bion doesn’t know much about what his overall goal is. He is just slowly becoming better at what he enjoys doing the most.

    Strengths: He’s getting better at the sword and bow, his best strength is his self motivation to learn. He’s slightly stronger than the average man, and is training the muscles endurance up.

    Weaknesses: Very indecisive and lacking any real direction meaning he might be easily motivated towards a goal that doesn’t exactly fit his. Even though he’s working on it, he’s still considerably an average man in physical attributes.

    Will your character likely join an existing faction? If so, which? If not, why not?: It’s not quite known as of now, his development over time will tell.


    Walking down the streets of the Capitol, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.

    Bion walks by the scene with his head low at first, but stops not being able to force himself by. He turns and walks to the men and stands there staring at them for a moment.
    “What do you want?” one of them retorts at Bion as he takes his attention from the young girl.
    “If you could leave her alone.” Bion suggests towards the girl with a nod. “That would be just lovely.” The armored man takes a look back at the other man and gives a sly smirk. He then returns a stare that feels like daggers, causing Bion to force down a fearful look. Bion strikes up a hardened look and states.
    “I may not have the numbers or equipment on my side, but I’ve been beat down plenty enough to know I can handle it. But I won’t go down without a few jabs and kicks.” it comes easier as he knows that it isn’t complete bull ­. The two men commence to giving each other considering looks and finally one says.
    “We’ve had our fun anyways.. Don’t you go thinking of yourself any higher though.” The two men leave, the girl standing there in a bit of a paralyzed state. Bion lets out a deep breath and glances over to the girl. “I’ll take whatever you can give me.”
    “Wha... What?”
    “Well my services aren’t exactly free.” She scoffs at him mid sentence and walks away grumbling about the nerve of men. Leaving Bion there with a scowl and a still empty purse.

    A man approaches you with a proposition - Go to Bloodstone and retrieve something for him, and you will be well rewarded.

    Bion scratches the back of his head and looks over his current situation. He smirks meekly and thoroughly apologizes for being not being on par for such a job.

    You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.

    Passing by the old man, Bion sighs as he stops and passes back just enough so the old man could pick him up some nourishment for the day. He complains at himself for being so soft towards an old beggar.

    In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.

    Bion doesn’t take it too much to heart,and pays for the man’s next drink and takes himself to a rented bed for the night.

    You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.

    Bion stares at the necklace, drawing attention to himself for a moment. For some reason he wanted that necklace, but buying it off the woman would be far out of his league.
    “Luxuries later, survival today.”

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    posted a message on ****Silver Age Roleplaying Server 1.2.5 [Whitelist] [Classes] [Player Crafted World] [Races]***
    Minecraft Username: Calicade

    Age: 17

    Country/Timezone: US Central

    Roleplaying is the act of taking up a fictional role/person/character as your own and playing them to the fullest of your capabilities. Depending of if it is casual roleplay, normal roleplay, or strict role play will generally define the parameters of how the character will be played.

    Metagaming basically ruins role play and it’s entirety. OOC knowledge ‘becomes’ IC knowledge and people exploit it to do things that they wouldn’t actually be able to do or know about. A great example is if someone was cheating, and someone told you in OOC, because that’s the only way they knew it. But then you go in IC, and convict them of it, and try to find a time when you can corner them. That’s Metagaming at a minimum.. It also generally causes a lot of OOC Drama.

    Power Gaming is something I haven’t much experience with, so my only response is limited to what it sounds like. Power Gaming is most likely the act of ‘instantly’ beating someone in role play, or acting like you are invincible, perhaps even making a ‘godly’ like character.

    Not a soul can fly

    IC Information

    Character Name: Pangeon Trannyth

    Character Path: The Path of the Warrior ~ The Heavy

    Character Race: Rinese

    A person that can honestly say that he was born in a farm, Pangeon was raised in a group of Bandits. His mother (Kizmit) and father (Horgoth) were both the leaders of the bandit group, and they all quickly took up to raising him like a family. Many different members of the group attempted to teach him their own ways, but he took up his father's blood and found wrestling to be a far more entertaining sport than firing a bow, or channeling energy; as his mother would of liked it.

    Discovering his sons aptitude for strength, and resistance to pain, Pangeon’s father went on to take his son as an understudy. His father pushed him through years upon years of physical training, forcing him to increase all physical attributes, and even going to far as to train his mind to ignore pain. But the teaching could only go as far as natural body strength, as Pangeon’s father never wore armor, and only had meager understanding of the use of edged weaponry. With the understanding that he couldn’t teach his son certain things, he wrote to bring in an old friend.

    Though, having taken most of his time up with training and practice, his Elementalist mother took him under her way of viewing the world. Though having taught him at a young age how to read and write, there were still things she wanted to teach him. She has a plan for her own son, and that plan was to help him on a path of power hunger. Which she managed to successfully create by time her husband’s friend had arrived.

    A short man that simply went by Jack and only stood about 5’3 had finally arrived, and came with a crate baring a plethora of practice armaments. From there on he had left the understudy of his father and was slowly taught to use weapons. Though it became rapidly obvious that Pangeon was more comfortably wearing a set of heavy armor than he was with a weapon. His confidence with weapons slowly increased to a point where it would be good enough to go into any battle with. Pangeon finally came to a holding point on his studies after 3 years of solid study.

    Jack convinced, with great effort, Horgoth to let his son join him on his trail to teach Pangeon further. After reluctantly agreeing to it, Pangeon had begun his packing and his good byes not too long after. The last person he had come to see was his very own mother, and it was filled with a rather deep conversation of the world. She taught him a few politics, and fondly reminded him of the strive for power. How power was the only true currency of existence, and any treasure he found was only a stepping stone to further gain it. Having already took up the thought process he was reminded to be cautious. Bringing Pangeon to an understanding that Anarchy wasn’t the way, but instead control was. She left off with that in hopes that her son would find reason in it, and from there, take it further.

    After having dispatched from the camp, Jack had lead Pangeon quite a distance. Pangeon had quite expected to find a training ground ready for further instruction. But instead, after having slept in an inn on the side of a path for a night, Jack had disappeared. Not a clue was left behind. A fear settled with in Pangeon, and he quickly began his search, asking around and finally getting lost on a trail that only lead him into different strange places.

    Coming to a stop after many months of search, Pangeon was far from home, and filled with too many thoughts. Finally the thought had come to him, that perhaps this training didn’t involve anything more than creating his own path. Then he remembered back to the words of his mother, and started to connect things. Perhaps he was to find his own path to power? The training that he had alone received was more than enough to keep himself alive. As it had proved to be on his lone search for his long gone teacher. From there on he strayed from looking for his teacher, and instead searched for a way.

    Your character stumbles upon an injured man with the mark of an assassin group on his hand.You know that the Assassins guild has attacked him. Do you help him? Or do you leave to preserve your own safety?

    Pangeon walks by the man, and stops for only a moment to look at the mark on his hand. With a short laugh under his breath, he understands that the guild must of not finished their task. Quickly unleashing his sword from its scabbard he ends the man's whimpering with a sharp stab through the heart.

    A Cherzian is being robbed by two armed men. Do you help him/her? Do you flee?

    Seeing the scene not too far ahead of him Pangeon descends upon the victim and armed men. Upon arriving his presence is immediately recognized by the two armed men. Pangeon takes but a few moments to befriend the two armed men. Telling them of his own bandit family back far away. They share a short laugh at fond unshared memories and he leaves them be to their robbery, reminding them that they might get a pretty penny off of that one’s slavery.

    What are your character's weaknesses?

    Pangeon is fond of any promise of power. Though wise to see through average trickery or promises of wealth or the such. Pangeon more easily falls for the idea that he will find power quickly through objects or associations.

    Pangeon is also is inherently a more corrupt person. Seeing those that are weaker or less important as fodder or perhaps a good ornament, rather than seeing them as people.

    Pangeon’s arrogance is also an issue. Though having a good head on his shoulders Pangeon looks at every task as something that he can easily conquer, and if not easily he will surely find a way to do so. Leading to bull headedness or quickly being bewildered by a situation.
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