IGN Name:Gothic_Snow (old clan tag name)
Location: USA
Age:14
Why do you want to join our server?:I think it would be nice to try a rp server
How would you benefit our server?: I think i would make a good new edition to the already great server ^.^ though i am new at this
Do you understand the rules? yes :smile.gif:
Rp Character name: Real Name:Snow Nickname: Styx
Race:Wood Elf
Class: Rogue
Worship: (if any) Lunidia
Character appearance: Average height 5'5 Always is wearing a green cloak to shroud himself from the eyes of others, Hair color is unknown , pitch dark eyes ,and pale skin. (Looks like a ranger).
Character Story: Snow never knew his parents.They were both military specialists highly skilled at there job covered in mystery and deception . Though on a mission in Orkiska to deliver reconnaissance Intel to there superiors they were ambushed in the small town of Ul'warth. Outnumbered and terribly surrounded there lives remained unknown unclear whether they lived or died.
Orphaned at the age of 2 he was adopted by a woodsman friend of his parents , who got everything he needed to survive from the woods. Snow still sulking over the lost of his parents tried to mingle with his kind ,but he was out-casted by the others for being a orphan. Anger roared through Snow as he beamed home. As he entered the room the woodsman saw the rage inside his eyes and the anger coursing through his blood. The woodsman from that point on called him Styx (Hatred).Snow liked the nickname though he never admitted it. Styx never tried to return to his kind, his only company was the woodsman and the wolves that he had tamed that he had thanked Lunidia for. For many years the woodsman taught Styx the art of archery fining the tips of expertise until the woodsman could no longer teach Styx for he had surpass him. Styx had regained control of his anger letting him live a very peaceful life , until one day he went out to hunt. When he returned he saw a dead corpse in front of his home upon closer observations it turned out to be a bandit with a arrow shaft lodged within his throat. Styx looked at his home more closely and saw that it was in ruins. He ran towards his home slamming into the door breaking it off it's hinges, and to his horrid expression he saw the woodsman dead with a dagger sticking out of his back between his shoulder blades. He cried the first tears he had ever cried since he lost his parents and felt the anger that had felt when he was shunned . Now standing above the only companion he had he vowed to protect the ones he cared for and offer help whenever he could. He saw a way to complete his vow with starting a new life in the world where tensions have risen and will crack any time soon Styx will make a name for himself in this shattering world. Only at the age of 17 did Styx leave his home with nothing more than the clothes on his back, a bow, arrows and bones.
IGN Name:Gothic_Snow (old clan tag name)
Location: USA
Age:14
Why do you want to join our server?:I think it would be nice to try a rp server :biggrin.gif:
How would you benefit our server?: I think i would make a good new edition to the already great server ^.^ though i am new at this :ohmy.gif:
Do you understand the rules? :smile.gif: yes
Rp Character name: Real Name:Snow Nickname: Styx
Race:Wood Elf
Class: Rogue
Worship: (if any) Lunidia
Character appearance: Average height 5'5 Always is wearing a green cloak to shroud himself from the eyes of others, Hair color is unknown , pitch dark eyes ,and pale skin. (Looks like a ranger).
Character Story: Snow never knew his parents.They were both military specialists highly skilled at there job covered in mystery and deception . Though on a mission in Orkiska to deliver reconnaissance Intel to there superiors they were ambushed in the small town of Ul'warth. Outnumbered and terribly surrounded there lives remained unknown unclear whether they lived or died.
Orphaned at the age of 2 he was adopted by a woodsman friend of his parents , who got everything he needed to survive from the woods. Snow still sulking over the lost of his parents tried to mingle with his kind ,but he was out-casted by the others for being a orphan. Anger roared through Snow as he beamed home. As he entered the room the woodsman saw the rage inside his eyes and the anger coursing through his blood. The woodsman from that point on called him Styx (Hatred).Snow liked the nickname though he never admitted it. Styx never tried to return to his kind, his only company was the woodsman and the wolves that he had tamed that he had thanked Lunidia for. For many years the woodsman taught Styx the art of archery fining the tips of expertise until the woodsman could no longer teach Styx for he had surpass him. Styx had regained control of his anger letting him live a very peaceful life , until one day he went out to hunt. When he returned he saw a dead corpse in front of his home upon closer observations it turned out to be a bandit with a arrow shaft lodged within his throat. Styx looked at his home more closely and saw that it was in ruins. He ran towards his home slamming into the door breaking it off it's hinges, and to his horrid expression he saw the woodsman dead with a dagger sticking out of his back between his shoulder blades. He cried the first tears he had ever cried since he lost his parents and felt the anger that had felt when he was shunned . Now standing above the only companion he had he vowed to protect the ones he cared for and offer help whenever he could. He saw a way to complete his vow with starting a new life live within the rebuilding city of Haven. Only at the age of 17 did Styx leave his home with nothing more than the clothes on his back, a bow, arrows and bones.
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Location: USA
Age:14
Why do you want to join our server?:I think it would be nice to try a rp server
How would you benefit our server?: I think i would make a good new edition to the already great server ^.^ though i am new at this
Do you understand the rules? yes :smile.gif:
Rp Character name: Real Name:Snow Nickname: Styx
Race:Wood Elf
Class: Rogue
Worship: (if any) Lunidia
Character appearance: Average height 5'5 Always is wearing a green cloak to shroud himself from the eyes of others, Hair color is unknown , pitch dark eyes ,and pale skin. (Looks like a ranger).
Character Story: Snow never knew his parents.They were both military specialists highly skilled at there job covered in mystery and deception . Though on a mission in Orkiska to deliver reconnaissance Intel to there superiors they were ambushed in the small town of Ul'warth. Outnumbered and terribly surrounded there lives remained unknown unclear whether they lived or died.
Orphaned at the age of 2 he was adopted by a woodsman friend of his parents , who got everything he needed to survive from the woods. Snow still sulking over the lost of his parents tried to mingle with his kind ,but he was out-casted by the others for being a orphan. Anger roared through Snow as he beamed home. As he entered the room the woodsman saw the rage inside his eyes and the anger coursing through his blood. The woodsman from that point on called him Styx (Hatred).Snow liked the nickname though he never admitted it. Styx never tried to return to his kind, his only company was the woodsman and the wolves that he had tamed that he had thanked Lunidia for. For many years the woodsman taught Styx the art of archery fining the tips of expertise until the woodsman could no longer teach Styx for he had surpass him. Styx had regained control of his anger letting him live a very peaceful life , until one day he went out to hunt. When he returned he saw a dead corpse in front of his home upon closer observations it turned out to be a bandit with a arrow shaft lodged within his throat. Styx looked at his home more closely and saw that it was in ruins. He ran towards his home slamming into the door breaking it off it's hinges, and to his horrid expression he saw the woodsman dead with a dagger sticking out of his back between his shoulder blades. He cried the first tears he had ever cried since he lost his parents and felt the anger that had felt when he was shunned . Now standing above the only companion he had he vowed to protect the ones he cared for and offer help whenever he could. He saw a way to complete his vow with starting a new life in the world where tensions have risen and will crack any time soon Styx will make a name for himself in this shattering world. Only at the age of 17 did Styx leave his home with nothing more than the clothes on his back, a bow, arrows and bones.
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Location: USA
Age:14
Why do you want to join our server?:I think it would be nice to try a rp server :biggrin.gif:
How would you benefit our server?: I think i would make a good new edition to the already great server ^.^ though i am new at this :ohmy.gif:
Do you understand the rules? :smile.gif: yes
Rp Character name: Real Name:Snow Nickname: Styx
Race:Wood Elf
Class: Rogue
Worship: (if any) Lunidia
Character appearance: Average height 5'5 Always is wearing a green cloak to shroud himself from the eyes of others, Hair color is unknown , pitch dark eyes ,and pale skin. (Looks like a ranger).
Character Story: Snow never knew his parents.They were both military specialists highly skilled at there job covered in mystery and deception . Though on a mission in Orkiska to deliver reconnaissance Intel to there superiors they were ambushed in the small town of Ul'warth. Outnumbered and terribly surrounded there lives remained unknown unclear whether they lived or died.
Orphaned at the age of 2 he was adopted by a woodsman friend of his parents , who got everything he needed to survive from the woods. Snow still sulking over the lost of his parents tried to mingle with his kind ,but he was out-casted by the others for being a orphan. Anger roared through Snow as he beamed home. As he entered the room the woodsman saw the rage inside his eyes and the anger coursing through his blood. The woodsman from that point on called him Styx (Hatred).Snow liked the nickname though he never admitted it. Styx never tried to return to his kind, his only company was the woodsman and the wolves that he had tamed that he had thanked Lunidia for. For many years the woodsman taught Styx the art of archery fining the tips of expertise until the woodsman could no longer teach Styx for he had surpass him. Styx had regained control of his anger letting him live a very peaceful life , until one day he went out to hunt. When he returned he saw a dead corpse in front of his home upon closer observations it turned out to be a bandit with a arrow shaft lodged within his throat. Styx looked at his home more closely and saw that it was in ruins. He ran towards his home slamming into the door breaking it off it's hinges, and to his horrid expression he saw the woodsman dead with a dagger sticking out of his back between his shoulder blades. He cried the first tears he had ever cried since he lost his parents and felt the anger that had felt when he was shunned . Now standing above the only companion he had he vowed to protect the ones he cared for and offer help whenever he could. He saw a way to complete his vow with starting a new life live within the rebuilding city of Haven. Only at the age of 17 did Styx leave his home with nothing more than the clothes on his back, a bow, arrows and bones.
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