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    posted a message on 1.8 | The Last Ark | A Server Based on Exploration and Discovery l A New Role playing Experience l Fully Launched and Rocking!
    OOC:

    In game name: Lord_Sythis

    Timezone: AWST;UTC+8:00

    Age: 18

    What role-playing experience do you have?: I have played on several role-play servers such as Nations at War, Fallout Sins of Our Fathers, Rise of Kings, Fallout Sins of Or Fathers 2, Elder Scrolls Akavir, Elder Scrolls Akavir 2.0 and a few miner servers that didn't last long enough for me to really remember the name xD.

    Why did you choose us?: I have been on a bit of a hiatus from role-play for a while now and have been looking to get back into it for some time, and this seems like the perfect server to do so.

    Skype Name (Optional for Group Chat): theendergame or EndGame

    IC:

    Name: Archibald (Archie) Conroy

    Age: 17, Born on the Fourth of November 2063

    Gender: Male

    Ethnicity: British

    Place of Birth: Aboard the SS Desabla, a container ship located where Walsall would be.

    Defining characteristics and physical appearance:
    Archie had brown hair before he was tortured, resulting in his hair turning white. He has fairly pale skin to match due to little exposure to sunlight. He has multiple scars covering his body, as well as a cut down his left eye leading from the top of his eyebrow to his cheek.

    He wears a red jacket over the top of a white t-shirt, a pair of dark tattered jeans and a pair of black trainers with red trimming on them. He also has a mask that covers the bottom half of his face which has a pattern which resembles the lower half of a skull on it. Archie is also of average height who’s brown eyes seem cold and near enough lifeless.

    Strengths and Weaknesses:
    Archie is not one who likes following rules too much and can easily get into arguments if anyone tries to force them on him.
    Growing up on the SS Desabla while “above” northern England has made him rather comfortable with the cold and isn’t affected by it as much as most would be.
    Due to witnessing his parent’s torture, deaths, being betrayed by his brother and being tortured himself, Archie can be rather cold and un-empathetic towards anyone he meets as well as untrusting, making it rather difficult for him to make friends.

    He is well versed in the use of a blade, he feels most comfortable using the butterfly knife.
    Due to the intense pain he felt from his torture Archie has a high pain threshold leading to his inability to understand the severity of his injuries and the dangers posed by them.

    Does your character own property on the ship? If so, what kind:
    No, Archie owns no property on the ship.

    Background Story (At least two quality paragraphs):

    Archie was born in the lower decks of the SS Desabla, a container ship that was docked at the Albert Docks in Liverpool when the flooding occurred. A few thousand people fled to the container ship for safety, including Archie’s parents who were only children at the time.

    During the first few years after the flood there had been a power struggle on the ship between the majority of the Muslim population and the other survivors. The Muslim population believed that the man they elected as leader should rule the ship and inforce Sharia law, while the other survivors believed there should be a council to make the decisions. Long story short, riots broke out and a lot of people lost their lives. In the end, neither party won, the ship dissolved into a scenario of battle royal, gangs rising to power and falling.

    Born in the year 1959, Archie had a rough childhood like most on the SS Desabla. For the first six years of his life Archie’s parents wouldn’t allow him or his older brother Alex (who was two years older than him) to leave their home. During this time their parents taught them everything they could about Maths, Science and English since there were no schools.

    Raised in poverty, Archie and his brother were always starving, their parents could afford very little food and were above stealing what they needed. However, the two brothers didn’t share this sense of morality so they would often steal food for themselves, as well as other miscellaneous items that they wanted. The two didn’t get many chances to do this however as they were only allowed out the house with their parents and could rarely get out of their sight to do so. During this time, Archie began reading books to keep himself entertained, asking his parents for help if there was ever a word he couldn’t read. He did this until the age of 10, by that time he had learned more than most of the kids on the ship, including his own brother and required little to no help with anything. His brother on the other hand was more interested in getting out the house and joining one of the local gangs.

    By the age of twelve, Archie and his brother were allowed to leave the house so long as they looked out for one another. It was during this time that the two brothers got involved with some of the local gangs, acting as lookouts or just being a pair of extra hands when needed. At this point in time there were only four major gangs left, the others either merging into the bigger gangs or being killed off. The four major gangs were called The Light Foots, Desabla’s Soldiers, Ship Rats and Lower Deckers. Desabla’s Soldiers were the biggest gang on the ship, they had control of the Deck of the ship, as well as the engine room. The other three gangs were scattered across the boat, getting into fights here and there. Archie and his brother were part of The Light Foots, a group of fast individuals who mainly committed thievery and hold ups. The Light Foots were decent people in Archie’s eyes, more interested in just surviving then fighting for control of the ship, they looked after their own which included the brothers and their family.

    Archie and Alex remained in the Light Foots for another 5 years. Honing their skills until they were both well versed in thievery and remaining un-noticed as they went about their business on the ship. During this time the soldiers became more aggressive with the people they deemed ‘below’ them. Having little to no tolerance with the gangs they fought to shake the balance of power leading Archie to his defining moment aboard the SS Desabla. Two weeks after his 17th birthday during one of the worst recorded winters the ship had ever experienced Archie and the other inhabitants of the ship were becoming more desperate. Thievery of ration cards, medicine and blankets was at an all-time high. The gangs had recruited more members with the promise of food and warm quarters. Alex had been making his way up the ladder, determined to be part of the Desabla Soldiers.
    Alex’s initiation into the crew was to steal an item of utmost importance. A skeleton key. That would unlock any and all doors on the ship. Giving the Deseabla soldiers the power to go anywhere and take whatever they wanted, leaving the other gangs redundant and powerless. Alex managed to steal the key but at the cost of the lives of his crew, and his younger brothers mind and humanity.

    Archie was unaware that his brother had framed him for the crime, making him one of the most sought after people for the rival gangs. Following the fake trail left by Alex led them to the unsuspecting boy, who was captured and passed around the lower gangs. Each finding new and horrible ways to torture information from him. Information he didn’t have. The worst of these assaults was not on his physical body. But the centre of his being. His morals and personality were changed forever in such a brief period.
    His parents.
    They were what shaped him. He held their values and of course, loved them. Which was, in the gang’s eyes, his greatest weakness. Archie was faced with the sight of watching his parents die. They were tortured slowly, meticulously to make the entire thing as painful as possible. Switching out between having his mother torture his Father, to him torture her. The whole thing broke Archie to a point that led him to murder them, his last act of humanity. Mercy.
    After the death of his parents he was left alone in the lowest level of the ship, broken and damaged until in the morning his torturer returned. Making a fatal mistake.
    Seeing the boy, curled up in the corner, and mumbling to himself, bloody markings on the wall from where he’d hit his white haired head against the concrete, the torturer believed Archie was too tired to stand. Let alone fight. As the torturer approached, Archie lunged at the torturer with animalistic rage and beat at him with fists, bit him and clawed out his eyes. Leaving the man a bloody mess. From his belt Alfie took his gun and the butterfly knife that Alfie had used to slit his parents throat. The base of the knife still stained with their blood.

    Shaking with adrenaline and clasping onto the knife so tightly that his knuckles turned white the Light Foots entered the chamber. Finally arriving to rescue him, long after the damage was done.
    All he had experienced left Archie in a volatile state. One in which he had the capacity to snap at any moment, unsympathetic towards other people he could complete acts of great brutality without any remorse.

    Returning to the safety of the Light Foots keep, Archie never recovered. Instead he spent months planning a way to kill all those that had to do with his torture and that of his parents. Leading him to the conclusion to murder all those on board. This began with stealing the skeleton key from the Debela Soldiers, an easy thing to do for someone with no regard for human life or a functioning conscience. Stealing the key was the first phase of the plan. The second was to raid the armoury. He had to work quick, knowing the alarm would be sounded as soon as he breached the armoury. He stole explosives and placed them in the spots he determined would cause the most casualties, whilst also blocking escape routes and blocking those that tried to stop him. By the end of the day the ship, and most of its inhabitancies were dead. He’d escaped the blast on one of the few lifeboats, remaining afloat on the waters with other survivors. All who had no idea who, or what had caused the blast. The current separated him from the survivors, and he was left alone for weeks. Freezing in the cold, he retreated into himself. Creating a haven in his mind to escape the unforgiving conditions. Just as he thought his life was ending, in the cold and the wet misery on that winter, when he thought his punishment for what he’d done had come. He was awoken by someone pulling him onto a hard surface. Not land. But the deck of an aircraft carrier. The Defiance.

    Rp Scenario (Two paragraphs, any scenario you'd like)
    *Archie walks along the hallways of the SS Desabla towards the engine room where two guards stand outside the door.*
    *The guards quickly notice Archie but don’t raise their guns*

    Left Guard: “What are you doing down here, no one is allowed to be on the lower levels?!”

    Right Guard: *Steps forward “You heard him, leave, now!”

    *Archie continues to walk towards the guards, as they begin to raise their guns he quickly pulls out the pistol from behind his back, firing two shots at each guard*

    Archie: *Stops at the bodies of the two guards and looks down, noticing one of them is still alive, but barely.* “You think I have any fear left after what you people put me through?” *Looks back up at the door and heads through into the engine room*

    “Don’t forget your old shipmates” Oh, don’t worry I haven’t. They’re all burnt floating corpses around the debris of the SS Desabla

    P.S, I'm not usually this grim, I just wanted to go in a different direction with my character ^_^.
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    posted a message on CLOSED)☢ FALLOUT: Ashes of Our Fathers ☢ [24/7][Serious RolePlay][Real-life Locations][Factions]
    It's been over three days, please review my application on page 40 when you can.
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    posted a message on CLOSED)☢ FALLOUT: Ashes of Our Fathers ☢ [24/7][Serious RolePlay][Real-life Locations][Factions]
    Excuse me but it appears you've missed my app on page 40.
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    posted a message on CLOSED)☢ FALLOUT: Ashes of Our Fathers ☢ [24/7][Serious RolePlay][Real-life Locations][Factions]
    **Out of Character**
    IGN:Lord_Sythis

    Age:17

    How did you find us?I was an original member of SOOF, and am so happy to see it has re-opened :D.

    What Roleplay experience do you have?I have rp'd on SOOF, Akavir, Rise of Kings, Nations at War and many others.

    Define Meta-gaming in your words:Meta-Gaming is using OOC (Out of Character) knowledge that your character should not know, IC'ly (In Character).Examples of Meta-Gaming would be
    1.Reading about the location of a place your character has never been to from an OOC source, then heading there IC.
    2.Using the names located above a players head to know who they are, are where they are since the names can be seen through blocks.

    Define Power-gaming in your words:Power-Gaming is forcing a move/action onto another players character without their permission, such as *Hits Bob* when it should be *attempts to hit Bob*.

    Define God-Modding in your words:Exceeding the limits of the human body, being overly op and unable to die.

    Did you join our website?Of course.

    **In Character**
    Name:Kyle Parker

    Nickname:-

    Age:15

    Gender:Male

    Appearance:Kyle has short, scruffy brown hair and brown eyes to match. He stands at around 5'5, medium body build and wares an old tattered merchants outfit which was given to him by his parents. He has light pale skin and a large amount of bite marks along his right arm, his attempts to suppress his cannibalistic "condition".

    Personality:Kyle can be a rather quiet,timid boy due to his "condition" and prefers to be around his friends and the people he cares about then on his own. He is not easily angered, however, when he is he becomes a loud, outgoing boy who can be rather difficult to settle down afterwards.

    In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
    Scene:Kyle and his family travelling to Jericho to trade with the inhabitants. Kyle is eight years old at the time.
    Kyle's mother: "Hurry up Kyle you're falling behind again" *She yells from the side of the packed Brahmin*
    Kyle's Father: "Yes hurry up son, we want to make it to Jericho before sundown remember!"
    Kyle: *He sighs, his hands in his pocket while he looks up at the sky* "Fine, i'm coming"
    Kyle: *Jogs over to his parents side* "Why are we even going to Utah anyway?Weren't we doing fine in the Mo-ja-ve?"
    Kyle's mother: "Mojave Kyle, and yes we were but we've heard rumors of riches in Utah, how could we not go there. Think of it Kyle, a fresh start away from all the trouble the Mojave brought us."
    Kyle's father: "She's right Kyle, this is a great new chance for us. Don't worry you'' love Utah, i'm sure we all will."
    Kyle: *He says in a loud, moaning voice*"But i'm tired! Can we please stop for a bit?"
    Kyle's father: *He grins* "Someone's tired are they? Well, we'l have to do something about that!" *He grabs hold of Kyle from under his arms and lifts him into the air, placing him on his shoulders*
    Kyle's mother: *She chuckles as she watches the two*
    Kyle: *smiles as he sits on top of his fathers shoulders*Thanks dad.

    Background:Born and raised in the Mojave Wasteland, Kyle spent most of his life on the road due to his parents being roaming traders. Every week, Kyle and his parents would travel from city to city in the Mojave, trading their goods with the inhabitants and never leaving the region. Kyle enjoyed travelling all over the Mojave with his parents, even if it meant he was unable to make friends with any of the children he met. He learned many things about trading from watching his parents over the coming years, he even began selling his own odds and ends he found while travelling with his parents, but only making around ten caps at the most.

    When Kyle turned eight, rumour spread around the Mojave of a new land, filled with riches and great trading opportunities. With his parents interest peaked, they began the long argues journey from the Mojave Wasteland, to the ruins of Utah. It took them several weeks, but after avoiding all the bandits/raiders they could, trading with every town/city they came across, they finally made it to Utah and found themselves outside the town of Jericho.

    In the coming months, business was booming for Kyle and his parents, there were always more and more travellers coming into Utah looking to trade with the towns, and Kyle's parents were always there to give the travellers what they wanted. Kyle enjoyed travelling around Utah very much, all the sights and sounds of the unknown region just filled him with excitement. There was only one place in Utah however that Kyle didn't like, and that was the ruins of Salt Lake City, the eerie silence of the desolate city unnerved him.

    While travelling back to Jericho through the outskirts of the desolate city of Salt Lake, Kyle tripped over a piece of rubble as he tried to catch up to his parents due to falling behind again. Letting out a loud yell as he fell to the floor and hit his head on a sharp piece of rubble, his parents quickly rushed over to his side, worried about their son. His mother quickly picked up her son and found a large bleeding wound on his forehead and his eyes rolled into the back of his head. As she goes to get up and hurry her husband towards Jericho so that Kyle could receive medical help from the town’s doctor, Kyle felt a large hunger come over him, a yearning for human flesh. Blacked out and unable to control his actions, Kyle acts on his hunger, letting out a loud moan moments before savagely biting down on his mother’s neck. His mother let out a loud yell as an immense pain swept over her, the yell short lived as she begins to choke on her own blood. Kyle’s father turned in horror to see his son bent over his wife’s motionless body lying on the floor, biting away at her neck furiously. Quickly rushing over to the two of them, he uses all of his strength to throw Kyle off of her, causing him to hit his head against a wall as he falls back. Regaining control of himself from the knock to the back of the head, Kyle stares in horror and disbelief at the scene before him. His mother lying dead on the floor with chunks of her neck missing, and his father kneeling down beside her, holding her close and tears stream down his face. Tears formed in his eyes as he is unable to remember what happened. Thinking it was his father that killed her, Kyle quickly runs off into Salt Lake City, trying to get as much distance as possible between him and his father.

    Kyle ran for over an hour, coming out of the other side of Salt Lake City next to the lake exhausted. His mind hazy over what had happened to his mother, he makes his way over to the lake to drink some of the water, not caring that it’s un-purified water. As he kneels down next to the lake and goes to make a cup with his hands to drink the water, he instantly notices the blood on his hands and began to panic. Knowing he wasn’t injured, his mind instantly went back to the scene of his father holding his mother’s corpse. Fearing his suspicions may be true, he quickly leans over the lake and looks down at his reflection. His eyes tear up at the reflection that confronts him, his face covered in sticky, partially dried blood. Overcome by his emotions, Kyle vomits next to the lake, and is even more terrified with what he sees. Seeing pieces of fleshes and what appeared to be blood, he began to shake uncontrollably and vomit again, tears streaming down his face, unable to control his now panicked breathing. Feeling the “hunger” return slightly from looking at the pieces of flesh, Kyle quickly bit deeply into his right arm in hope that it would stop the hunger, or at least make it go away for a little while. Kyle could taste his own blood in his mouth, and that seemed to help saint the hunger. Turning to the water, he dunks his head under as well as his hands, washing off all the blood. Once finished, He looked around frantically, hoping no one saw him, or that his father was looking for him.

    Unable to return to Jericho out of fear of possibly having to confront his father and the fear that word may of spread of him being a murderer, he decided to stay in one of the ruins of Salt Lake City to avoid any contact with anyone else he may attack. He remained in the ruins for several days before he was found by a group of people, a man named (Can’t remember xD) and a young girl names Korra. Feeling sorry for the young boy, they took him back to their home, Linder Tower, and gave him food and a place to stay. Kyle was too hungry to refuse their kindness, he knew he would have died any day then if he didn’t eat. He kept the recent events a secret from the residents of Linder Tower, out of fear they may reject or even kill him for what he did.

    (I hope this is enough of a backstory to get accepted. If the ending is to abrupt and needs to be changed then I’m fine with that, I only decided to end it here because it was going into real events that had happened on SOOF over a year ago, and my memory is not that good on the exact details, which should be rather obvious from the “Can’t remember xD” part.)

    Powers up Vault Boy 3000
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    posted a message on THE ANERIAN CHRONICLES [RP][Airships][Classes][Player-Driven-Story][Extensive Lore]
    You seem to have missed my app on the bottom of page 44, can a whitelister please review it whenever possible? Thanks.
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    posted a message on THE ANERIAN CHRONICLES [RP][Airships][Classes][Player-Driven-Story][Extensive Lore]
    Out of Character Information

    IGN:Lord_Sythis

    Real-Life Age:16

    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):-

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

    What is the definition of “Powergaming”?:There are three main definitions of Power-Gaming when it comes to RP, these definitions being:
    1.Forcing an action onto another player without their consent.
    2.Forcing someone into an RP situation they did not agree to.
    3.Being generally over powered and doing god-like acts.

    What is the definition of “Metagaming”?:Meta-gaming is using Out of Character knowledge (ooc) In Character (IC). Basic examples of Meta-Gaming would knowing the location of an item/place by reading about it from an ooc source (such as skype or a forum) then heading there IC, even though your character doesn't know this information. Another example of Meta-Gaming would be using the name located above someones head to know who they are, and where they are (Since you can see the name through blocks).

    What is the definition of “Roleplay”?:Role-Playing is taking on the role of someone/something and acting how they would in everyday situations.

    Who can use flymod, X-ray and other such clientsided mods?:No one.

    When are you allowed to cause the death of another character?:When you have a legitimate RP reason. If you are going round killing people for no reason however, you need a Villain App. You must also have the other players consent if you are attempting to kill them.

    When are you allowed to speak out of character?:When discussing an RP issue with another player.

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

    Who is allowed to use magic?:People who have a degree at the Academy or have permission to start with magic.

    Who are the Fallen?:A group of humans who were separated from the rest of humanity over three hundred yeas ago and developed an advances understanding of magic.

    When and how did our current government come to be?:169AR, when the monarchy started to crumble, a new system was put in place. The Chancellor in charge of three branches and the lands.

    Who are the Order of Aradin?:An order of knights who protect the Chancellor.

    What are the Net and Essence? The Net is a barrier below the floating islands that stops people from falling into the void. Anyone who falls off an island and hits the Net will be instantly teleported, safely, back to the closest island at the cost of their belongings due to the fact the net can not transport none organic matter. Except, if the player has Essence (3 levels of experience). Essence can be obtained through mining ores and slaying monsters.

    Who is/was Jensen?Jensen was the reincarnation of Aneria's husband who appeared on the islads one day. He sought to find the five ancient artifacts located in the five hanging temples located beneath the islands. Jensen never attacked unless provoked and had an advanced understanding of magic, being able to body swap with other people.

    What previous roleplay experience have you had, if any?: I have had plenty of Role-Playing experience, I was an RP'er on Sins of our Fathers (A server which closed last years) for seven months, an RP'er on Elder Scrolls Akavir (A server which is still active) since February, and an RP'er on Rise of Kings for a month.

    If you have played on other RP servers, please say which and why you left:All the Role-Play server I have played on are stated above, and I have only left Rise of Kings, due to the fact I find the RP on there boring. For SooF I was continuously active on it until the end. Akavir is still going and I am still an active member of its community.



    Character Information

    Name:Adrian

    Age:14

    Class:Ranger

    Citizen of the Chancellery or a member of the Medori?:Medori

    Physical description:Standing at around 5'3, he has scruffy brown hair which is just a tad lighter then his brown eyes. He wears a baggy light brown shirt, seeming to be a size to big for him and dirt covered grey-ish trousers.

    Screen capture of your skin:(Currently making skin)

    Biography (Minimum 400 words. Cannot include loved ones being killed, kidnapped, tortured, or the like, unless you can do it in a non-cliche manner.)Adrian was a very anti-social person growing up, he was always to shy to talk to people or make friends with the other children. The only socializing he did was with his parents, the only people he could talk to.His mother was a farmer and his father an archer. His parents never pushed him to try make friends with the other children, they didn't want to make him feel uncomfortable. Because of this, his shyness will likely stay with him throughout his life.

    At the age of six, Adrian started to develop an interest in archery from watching his father when they went out hunting. When Adrian approached his father asking if he would teach him how to use a bow, his father became ecstatic, happy that his child was finally showing interest in something. For the next three years, Adrian's father would spend two hours everyday with his son, teaching him how to use a bow properly and safely. Gaining confidence from his time training, Adrian finally approached a group of children, introducing himself and asking if he could play with them. His confidence was quickly crushed however when the children laughed at him and told him to go away.

    By the age of fourteen Adrian was going out hunting with his father everyday while his mother tended to the farm. He was content with is life, but he felt a void inside him, a sadness he could feel growing everyday. Adrian never really connected with his mother, he spent most of his time with his father learning how to use a bow. Everyday they became more and more distant from one another until one day he comes home to find his mother dead in her bed. His father told him that she had become seriously ill and didn't want to worry him by telling him. The only thing he had to remember her was a ring that she wore everyday. That night Adrian packed up some food, his bow and his mother ring and left, but not before leaving a note for his father.

    What is your character’s main goal? (Motivation):He currently has no goals.

    Strengths (Both physical and personality):Strong willed, good with a bow (For his age anyway) and is level headed (except around his fears).He is also very fast and good at sneaking around.

    Weaknesses (Both physical and personality. Not knowing how to do something that is outside of your class is not a weakness. IE not knowing how to use bows and magic, if you are a swordsman.):He is very anti-social due to his shyness and inability ti make "small talk". He is terrified of the bodychanger and always seem to search any area he'll be sleeping in before he goes to sleep, just to be sure he isn't there. Due to his fear of the bodychanger he is also scared of being in pitch black darkness.

    Does your character have any connections to currently-existing characters or characters yet to be accepted? If so, which? (See “Character Linking Aid”. Please post a link to the topic.):No.


    In-Character-Responses (ICRs. For each scenario, write at least a paragraph describing entirely in-character how your character would respond to the situation.Your ICRs will be used to see how well you can RP. Please post them as if in IC chat. An example can be found after this form.)


    Walking down the streets of the Capital, you encounter a pair of heavily armed and armoured men harassing a young girl.*Adrian looks to the armored men, a disgusted look on his face. Knowing he wouldn't be able to do anything to help the young girl, he quickly runs off in search of a guard*.

    A man approaches you with promises of fortune abroad if you join the crew of his airships. How do you react, and why?
    "E-eh...n-no thank you mister" *He smiles awkwardly at the man before quickly running off*

    You pass an old man lying on the side of the street, begging for food.
    *Adrian looks to the old man, a pitiful look on his face. He kneels down in front of him and removes a few coins from his pocket, handing it to the man. A smile on his face*
    *The old man looks up at Adrian and smiles, taking the coins* Thank you child, may Aneria bless your kindness.
    *Nods, standing back up and walking off*

    In a tavern, a slightly inebriated fellow insults your mother.
    *Adrian takes hold of the handle of a tankard. He quickly get up and goes to hit the man across the face as hard as he can with it, his eyes teared up from the little memories he has of his mother*
    *The man is hit across the face, losing his balance and falling backwards to the ground, hitting his head on the edge of a table. Knocking out the intoxicated man
    *Finding confidence in anger, he shouts at the unconscious man* "Don't you EVER TALK ABOUT MY MOTHER!"

    You take a liking to a beautiful necklace a passing woman wears.
    *Adrian looks down at his mothers ring which he wears, a sad look on his face*Maybe you would of liked it, mother...


    Do you have any questions about the server or our lore?No.

    Other notes:Why so serious?
    ​Also, I had some seriously writers block while writing my backstory and I know it's bad. If I have to, i'll re-write it when I have dealt with the writers block.
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    posted a message on (CLOSED) AKAVIR: The Elder Scrolls Minecraft ✧✧ {24/7}{Serious RolePlay}{MMORPG}{Nations}{Dungeons}{Player-Economy}{Land Ownersh
    Quote from Caigul

    IGN: Caigul

    Why us? I've always enjoyed RP but have not done so in awhile and love the Elder scrolls. Looking to join to have fun role playing an make new friends
    .
    Time you can dedicate: depending on work any where from 2 to 4 hours aday or so

    Define roleplaying in your words: Taking the place of a character in a story/world and playing that character how they would really act to the situation's around them.

    Define meta-gaming in your words: using out side knowledge to manipulate the game.

    Define power-gaming in your words: trying to play godmode or acting like you can do anything you want and rules do not aply.

    Name: Caigul Ravensfall
    Age: 25
    Gender: Male
    Race: Nord
    Appearance: Standing at about 6'3 he has a slight muscular build. A scar runs down his left cheek. His brown hair is cut in a short mohawk and his beard is styled into a goatee. His green eyes are deep set behind his low brow yet has a merry light to them. He tends to wear hunting garb of a dark green color with black boots.
    Weapons: Long sword,hunting bow
    Personality: Light heart and easy going Caigul prefers to be out in the wild spending his time exploring new places or hunting game. Taken more to kindness Caigul likes to help those in need.
    Background: Caigul came from a small hunting cominuty and would often spend days out in the wilderness with his father hunting game. At a young age he was fasinated with the storeys of adventueres exploreing caves and find lost lore and tressure. A passing mage was wounded by wolf and was taken in to heal. As the days passed he would tell storeys and teach any who wanted to learn about the lost dwemer and there lost empire. Caigul wanted to see these ruin's one day to unlock there mysteries. When he was old enough to set out on his own he wandered the wilds of skyrim exploring any cave he could find looking for lost bits of knowlage. On one such adventure while shifting through some rubble a cave spider jumped at him from the shadows draging a fang down his left cheek leaving a scar to this day.

    Caigul had made many friends on his travels but did not tend to stay in one place for long as the call of the road always seem to beat in his heart. One day he might find a place to settle down but for now there where mysteries to be solved and places to see. As he sat in a tavern one night he heard talk of a strange place called Akavir. The promise of new adventure was tanalising as he sat drinknig his ale. what new sights awaited him in this land? In the morning he gathered his belonings and made ready to travel to Akavir. It would be a long journey but the great sights and wonders to behold would be worth it.

    skooma kills

    Sorry but your app can not be reviewed until you either add everything that is in the app template on the first page or use the template itself.
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    posted a message on (CLOSED) AKAVIR: The Elder Scrolls Minecraft ✧✧ {24/7}{Serious RolePlay}{MMORPG}{Nations}{Dungeons}{Player-Economy}{Land Ownersh
    Quote from notbond

    OOC:
    IGN: Notbond

    Age: 19

    Why us?: Because you look like a good server who knows what there doing

    Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: I will do if/when im accepted

    Did you join our forum? I will do if/when im accepted but i have looked at it.

    Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) A roleplay is when you pretend to be someone your not in or out of a game.

    Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta gaming is When you give you Role playcharacterinformation he wouldn'tnormally have.Eg Knowing the way to a city hes never been to

    Define Power-gaming in your words: It is when you do something with out giving the other people involved a choice eg Power gaming would Be *Ben Slit the mans throatinstead of Ben Tried to Slit the mans throat


    IC:

    Name: Ben meldor

    Nickname: (Optional) Ben

    Age: 23

    Gender: Male

    Race: High Elf

    Appearance: A Nice looking elf with Dark blue Eyes But a Slightly Cruel Smile

    Personality: Underhand and Crafty Everyone thinks he is the Nice's Person they have ever met,Until he Mugs them that is...
    In-game RP example: (Include dialog)

    * The Father Walks out on to the patio to Find his son Sitting high up on the garden wall* Son (Ben) : Look Dad I can Do it Finally iv claimed up here All by myself.
    Father: Get Down At once Ben. You Know Its Not safe up there
    Son: But Dad Iv done it Finaly Iv done it
    Father: Get Down At once i order you
    The Boy slowly And Reluctantly climes Down.
    Father You See We have to look Respectable.
    son: your Such a Sado Never letting me have fun.
    The Father Hits The Boy Hard around the face, The boy trys not to show the pain but gives in and Crys out*
    Father you Repeat those words Again and it will be Down to the basement with you

    Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) It All Started When Ben was still young around the time of the great war,Bens Father Was an Important man and a strong Supporter of the Thalmore. But ben Did not share his dads views In Fact he had no real love for his father at all, as ben Got older and older He Started Becoming More and more rebellious.This Angerd his father Deeply and started to Think of what to do, Then he had it he Could get his son Signed up for the army he would be old enough in just a few weeks.
    But ben wasnt going to stick around for that he had heard of his fathers plans and had enough,mean while he had heard about the travelers going across to Akavir,And his Mind raced at the chance to start a new life Maby not a law abiding one though. Soon He Had made his decision and he set off on his Journey,To Akavir.
    Ben made the Trip just fine He had always been good with a sword and a bow and with his father being rich he always had training in it, so he Started to mug people and kill them using his Archery and Bow Skills And Somtimes even magic he Made his way around Akavir as A travling badit.
    We Do not know what lies ahead of ben but what we do know is that skooma Kills

    Just reposting as my app still hasnt been looked at
    Thanks Notbond

    Hello Notbond, I am sorry to say but your app has been denied, here are a few ways you can improve your app if you want to apply again:
    1.Give a more in-depth description of Meta_Gaming.
    2.Go more in-depth about your characters appearance, you have told us nothing about what he wears, his hair color, skin tone, etc. You should be going into as much detail as you can in this section so people can get a good idea of what your character looks like.
    3.More in-depth description of your characters personality, you have listed traits but nothing about how he talks, how he acts around people and how he generally behaves, go into as much detail as you can when re-writing this.
    3.Your backstory has very little information about your characters past, there is nothing about his childhood or life growing up with his father. The backstory is the most important part of your app, it is crucial you add as much information about your characters past before Akavir as possible such as if there were any significant events that happened in his life that changed him forever, what happened to his mother, did he have any childhood friends, etc.Also, in our servers lore the war ended 80 years ago meaning your backstory doesn't match up with our servers lore. You can find the servers lore on the first page, you should read it and match your backstory up to it as much as possible.
    4.Improve on your grammar, there are words that randomly start with a capital letter throughout your app for no reason.
    I am sorry but until you make these changes your app is denied.
    Quote from adierdorff

    hey i would like to apply for this server i am 18 yeas old and if i like the server i will donate! my minecraft username is adierdorff thanks! Skooma kills!(i read the rules)

    To join the server you'll need to fill out the application template on the first page.
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    posted a message on (CLOSED) AKAVIR: The Elder Scrolls Minecraft ✧✧ {24/7}{Serious RolePlay}{MMORPG}{Nations}{Dungeons}{Player-Economy}{Land Ownersh
    Quote from FireBathz

    OOC:
    IGN: FireBathz
    Age: 13
    Why us?: Because I really like the elder of scrolls series and I have minecraft so in my spear time maybe this wonderfull server will do!
    Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: I will as soon as I can my browser says that its restricting the URL. But I will as soon as it lets me!
    Did you join our forum?: Yeah,
    Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Roleplaying is when someone plays in there own role of the play/game or any of the above! You have a role in the story and you do it! (I find that fun)
    Define Meta-gaming in your words: When you learn something that your character has not yet learnt and then does.
    Define Power-gaming in your words:
    Power-gaming is the action of being a god-like figure, or forcing actions upon another player's character without permission.

    IC:
    Name: Zack Brackson
    Nickname: (Optional)
    Age: 23
    Gender: Male

    Race: Argonian
    Appearance: Bottle Green Skin tone, long nose, spiky red hair, lime eyes, a few scars on his face, He wears a black robe, Good posture, And round brown shoes and a Sapphire Necklace

    Personality: Zack is a caring Argonian that will not stop for the innocent, he will try to help till his last few steps. He is willing to risk is life for the safety if others. He will never stop doing his quest not for anything, even if he faces his fears (Endermen). He can act quite mad if he has been on a quest over a week. Zack will also act quite nice around people even if they yell at him and give him a rough time.

    In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
    (This is a example if he was wanted)
    [Zack] *Runs from the guards and hides in a bush*
    [Guard] Where did he go?
    [Zack] Right here.
    [Guards] * Try's to attack*
    [Zack] *Holding a Guard hostage* Now If you want..
    [Guard] *Shoots at Zack with a bow.
    [Zack] *Uses the Guard as a human shield* Pathetic killing your own to get your target *Drops the guard and heads to the guard and gets the bow*
    [Guards] *Runs off*
    [Town people] *Cheering*
    ​[Zack] If there's any evil around don't hesitate to ask. I will take them down like those guards!


    Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) Zack as a child never got along with anyone really, he just stayed home and looked out the window at the people having fun. He never really had friends till one horrible day... A raider came out of nowhere and stabbed a child Argonian. Zack couldn't just do nothing when there was a bow in his house. So he grabbed the bow and shot him a couple times and the guards chased him he never came back the the village again... He was rewarded with a black robe that was a bit big for him but he still kept it until it could fit him.

    Everyone was happy for him and his parents didn't punish him but they said never, never
    , never get your hands dirty like that again. From then on the kids were nice to him and he was a part of the village.

    After then he asked if he could do more archer practice. They said no they didn't want him to get evil and turn into the raider. After 3 years his parents gave him a bow for his birthday and a Sapphire necklace, he enjoyed his gifts and loved his life.

    Another 3 years later, Zack is now 14 and one day he was playing with his parents when he heard a howl and then his dad decided to take it in his own hands and awhile after it was morning and he had a few arrows in himself. He barely survived and Zack said "You will never die dad you are immortal!"

    6 years has passed, Zack is now 20 hes in a bar at the time, and it happened once again, but it looked like the same raider from 12 years ago! He took the guards down, all of them. The towns people asked him to kill him, He was in shock he didn't know what to do. Then he made it to the bar they looked at each other. Then Zack knew he was gone at the time they looked. He pulls his bow, then Zack try's to dodge he would have died if a man jumped in front of him and saved his life. Zack runs up to the raider and punches him in the face and he dropped the bow, Zack runs for it when the raider grabs a knife a holds his leg. He fell and kicked him, the raider pulls Zack's Hair back and slightly scarred his face as Zack falls to the floor. The raider then try's to finish him off, Zack gets up punches him and grabs the knife and stabs him in the heart. After then he checked on his parents... They were killed he was in shock and grabbed his black robe and said "I know there is a guild of those raiders I will one day find them and destroy them in revenge."


    3 Years have passed, Zack is the knight of his village. He has been told he needs to head to a place where the raiders are, save lives. Thats what Zack did. He traveled to the land of akavir on a boat, and that's where his story begins.
    A lot of work put into that app hope you enjoy :D
    EDIT: I voted am finished I hope you enjoy

    -FireBathz

    Hello FireBathz, I am sorry to say but your app has been denied mainly because your backstory got a little confusing at, and past the point, "Another 3 years later, Zack is now 14 and one day he was playing with his parents when he heard a howl and then his dad decided to take it in his own hands and awhile after it was morning and he had a few arrows in himself. He barely survived and Zack said "You will never die dad you are immortal!". To make it easier for you may I suggest you change your backstory all together, it is rather hard to believe a little boy scared away a man with a bow when he had never used a bow before in his life. Also may I suggest you change your characters name, Zack Brackson isn't exactly an argonian name, maybe try the random name generator on google just type in "Argonian name generator".
    You also appear to still be missing something in you app, read the rules to find out what this is.
    I am sorry but until you have made these changes your app is denied.
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    posted a message on (CLOSED) AKAVIR: The Elder Scrolls Minecraft ✧✧ {24/7}{Serious RolePlay}{MMORPG}{Nations}{Dungeons}{Player-Economy}{Land Ownersh
    Quote from FireBathz

    OOC:
    IGN: FireBathz
    Age: 13
    Why us?: Because I really like the elder of scrolls series and I have minecraft so in my spear time maybe this wonderfull server will do!
    Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: I will as soon as I can my browser says that its restricting the URL. But I will as soon as it lets me!
    Did you join our forum?: Yeah,
    Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Roleplaying is when someone plays in there own role of the play/game or any of the above! You have a role in the story and you do it! (I find that fun)
    Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta gaming is when you receive information OOC and Bring it IG.
    Define Power-gaming in your words:
    Power-gaming is the action of being a god-like figure, or forcing actions upon another player's character without permission.

    IC:
    Name: Zack Brackson
    Nickname: (Optional)
    Age: 23
    Gender: Male

    Race: Argonian
    Appearance: Green faced, long nose, spiky red hair, lime eyes and a few scars on his face.
    Personality: Zack is a caring Argonian that will not stop for the innocent, he will try to help till his last few steps!


    In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
    (This is a example if he was wanted)
    [Zack] *Runs from the guards and hides in a bush*
    [Guard] Where did he go?
    [Zack] Right here.
    [Guards] * Try's to attack*
    [Zack] *Holding a Guard hostage* Now If you want..
    [Guard] *Shoots at Zack with a bow.
    [Zack] *Uses the Guard as a human shield* Pathetic killing your own to get your target *Drops the guard and heads to the guard and gets the bow*
    [Guards] *Runs off*
    [Town people] *Cheering*
    ​[Zack] If there's any evil around don't hesitate to ask. I will take them down like those guards!


    Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) Zack as a child never got along with anyone really, he just stayed home and looked out the window at the people having fun. He never really had friends till one horrible day... A raider came out of nowhere and stabbed a child Argonian. Zack couldn't just do nothing when there was a bow in his house. So he grabbed the bow and shot him a couple times and he never came back the the village again!

    12 years has passed, Zack is now 20 hes in a bar at the time, and it happened once again, but it looked like the same raider from 12 years ago! He took the guards down, all of them. The towns people asked him to kill him, He was in shock he didn't know what to do. Then he made it to the bar they looked at each other. Then Zack knew he was gone at the time they looked. He pulls his bow, then Zack try's to dodge he would have died if a man jumped in front of him and saved his life. Zack runs up to the raider and punches him in the face and he dropped the bow, Zack runs for it when the raider grabs a knife a holds his leg. He fell and kicked him, the raider pulls Zack's Hair back and slightly scarred his face as Zack falls to the floor. The raider then try's to finish him off, Zack gets up punches him and grabs the knife and stabs him in the heart.

    3 Years have passed, Zack is the knight of his village. He has been told he needs to head to a place with
    much more evil, save lives.Thats what Zack did. He traveled to the land of akavir, and that's where his story begins.

    A lot of work put into that app hope you enjoy :D

    Hello FireBathz, I am sorry to say but your app has been denied, here are a few ways you can improve your app if you want to apply again:
    1.More in-depth description of Meta_Gaming.
    2.More in-depth description of your characters appearance, you gave very little information in this section we need to know more, you only gave information on your characters face we need to know everything about is appearance, what he wears, his stature, skin tone, etc.
    3.More in-depth description of your characters personality, you gave little information in this section to, if you want to get into this server you should go into as much detail into these sections as you can. You'll need to add how he acts around people, how mannered he is, etc.
    4.Your backstory has very little information about your character and his life growing up and there is no mention of his parents.The only information about his backstory is that when he was 8 he shot a bandit with a bow and 12 years later the bandit came back for revenge we need a lot more then this to let you into the server. Add more information about his childhood and what happened in the 12 years that were skipped things like that. Don't hold back, go into as much detail as you can.
    5.Your app appears to be missing something, read the rules to find out what that it.
    I am sorry but until you make these changes your app is denied.
    Quote from Ianhershey

    IGN: IanHershey
    Age: 20
    Why us?: i love the elder scrolls!
    Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: yup
    Did you join our forum? nope
    Name: Ian
    Nickname: (Optional) IanHershey
    Age: 20
    Gender: male
    Race: imperial
    Appearance: medium build scars on left eye tattoos all over
    Personality: rough around the edges but eager to help others

    Insta-denied, please use the application template provided on the first page.
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    posted a message on (CLOSED) AKAVIR: The Elder Scrolls Minecraft ✧✧ {24/7}{Serious RolePlay}{MMORPG}{Nations}{Dungeons}{Player-Economy}{Land Ownersh
    Quote from brickbreakerz

    OOC:
    IGN:brickbreakerz
    Age:14
    Why us?:Friends on Skype, Tyler mainly
    Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: I don't know how so no.
    Did you join our forum?: I don't know how, I'll look into it.
    Define Role-Playing in your words: Assuming the role of a character and acting with others
    Define Meta-gaming in your words: Founding out information without using RP and using said info in Rp
    Define Power-gaming in your words:Being overly powerful or commiting unrealistic acts in-game.
    IC:
    Name:Garf Prokka
    Nickname:
    Age:30
    Gender:Male
    Race:Imperial
    Appearance:Red, bushy beard and red, thick hair
    Personality:Light hearted, odd.
    In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
    Earlier that day, Garf had bad berries and became a little weird.
    Johanna: Brom, we need to help Jaul. Her arm was cut off by Ga-
    *laughter from outside*
    Jaul:*passed out*
    Brom:I'm scared *weakly*
    *crazy laughter from the first floor*
    Johanna: Brom! He's coming up the stairs... Go down there!
    Brom: What?! No!
    Johanna: Do it! You're the man!
    *Brom goes downstairs nervously and sees Garf walking around*
    *Garf sees Brom armed*Why so serious, Brom?*smiles oddly*
    Brom: AH!*runs back up* I'm scared! Help!!!
    *Johanna opens the door, lets in Brom, and blocks it up*
    *Garf walks up the stairs and then guards bust in the inn*
    Guard: Halt! We've heard complaints from the townspeople about a red,bushy bearded man. You fit the description quite well...
    Garf: No! *lunges at the guard but forgets that he is at the top of the stairs and smacks his head on a wooden beam, getting knocked out cold*
    Background: Garf was born on a small, inhabited island near Cyrodill. His parents both had red hair and had green and blue eyes, respectivley. He also had a sister, Ja'kal. When they came of age, they journeyed to Skyrim and met many people. Though Ja'kal became sick and died, Garf had a great time in the year he was there, though sometimes the law would get in the way of their fun. The three people that he liked the most are Jaul, Brom, and especially, Johanna. Garf's expereinces with them left an impression. Early in their friendship, Garf knew that Johanna was a vampire. While exploring the underground of Whiterun with Ja'kal and Johanna, Johanna went crazy and tried to attack them. Luckily, Garf and Ja'kal were able to contain her til a light was lit, stopping the rage. This experience made Garf a little weird. All of this time in Skyrim got Garf many aquiantances and friends.
    One day, he went to where his friends, pratically brothers and sisters now, lived. He told him that he needed to see more of the world. He packed his things, food and clothes, said farewell and rented a boat. The voyage he partaked on was very long. He sailed around the many provinces that touch the ocean, explored them, met some people, then left off for Akavir. In total, his voyage took a little under a year. Reaching the shore of Akavir, Garf had nothing more than the clothes on his back, having run out of food the day before.
    I finally found the rules. Skooma kills.
    Don't worry, my RP example was just a weird day in RP.

    Hello brickbreakerz, I am sorry to say but your app has been denied, here are a few ways you can improve your app if you want to apply again:
    1.More in-depth description of Role_Playing.
    2.More in-depth description of Meta_Gaming.
    3.More in-depth description of Power_Gaming.
    4.More in-depth description of your characters appearance, your appearance section tells us nothing about him to the hair he has on his face and head. We need to know stuff like how tall he his, the kind of clothes he wears, any scars on him, what color eyes he has. Really go as in-depth as you can when writing this part of your app.
    5.More in-depth description of your characters personality you have mentioned traits of your character but that is all, not about how he acts around people, how he talks, how he behaves, if he's well mannered or not,etc.
    6.Your backstory is to short and has very little detail of your characters life before Akavir, we need to know what his childhood was like, how he was raised, were there any significant events that altered his life forever, etc.
    I am sorry but until you make these changes your app is denied.
    Posted in: PC Servers
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    posted a message on (CLOSED) AKAVIR: The Elder Scrolls Minecraft ✧✧ {24/7}{Serious RolePlay}{MMORPG}{Nations}{Dungeons}{Player-Economy}{Land Ownersh
    Quote from EWa_K1d_12

    OOC:

    IGN: EWa_K1d_12

    Age: 11

    Why us?: ever since i first played oblivion i was in love with the elder scrolls games and when skyrim came out i per-ordered it instantly. and i have bin searching for a good elder scrolls server for a while thats why i was so existed to find this one p.s sorry for being such a annoyance at the forums like i said i was juts really existed

    Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: yes i have

    Did you join our forum? yes

    Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) taking the role of a made up or fictional character

    Define Meta-gaming in your words: knowing something your character has not yet learnd

    Define Power-gaming in your words: maximising progress towards a specific goal

    IC:

    Name: Morgul

    Nickname: (Morg)

    Age: 20

    Gender:male

    Race: Orc

    Appearance: long scar on nose and left eye, strong, tall, light green eyes one white from blindness,

    Personality: togh, is a exsalant crafter, never backs down from a fight, HATES mages/witches/wizards, loves beef

    In-game RP example: ( Morgul is walking in a forest when he hears a load scream
    women* HELP
    Morgul* Huh?
    Morgul*ill help you!
    Morgul runs up a hill to see a women being robed. Morgul attacks the robber and grabs the women's valuables that were stolen
    Morgul has a choice wether to keep the valuables or give them to the women
    Morgul*here u go madam.
    women* thank you sir here have some gold
    Morgul*no its fine you keep it
    women* thank you kind sir
    Morgul*any time

    Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.)morgul has been gifted since a very young age. he was admitted into smithing school as soon as he was able to hold a smithing hammer over his head. at age 5 he crafted his own set of orcish armor, which is a very difficult task. He also started basic combat training at the age of six when most have to wait until at least age twelve.

    During all of Morgal’s childhood he had been taught to fear the mage that lived on the hill. Morgal's tribe lives in a valley witch had two hills so he had no idea WHICH hill he was supposed to fear, so he pretty much just stayed within the small village. He didn't even know WHY the mage was to be feared. He had never heard of anyone ever having an encounter with him, and started to suspect that it was really just a fear of the unknown, not a fear of his power, that kept his people secluded to the valley.

    One day morgul was out walking on the edge of their proclaimed land when he suddenly fell into a pit of somekind. Some time later he awoke in a very small cage. He panicked a little and tried his best to conceal his fear. An hour, maybe, later a man came into the room where he was. The man said nothing, only walking around and working on some things, in what looked like a very large alchemy lab.

    Malgul asked the man what he was doing. No answer. He asked if he would let him out of the cage. No answer. Malgul's head began to race as he realized that this was probably the mage that he had been taught to fear. What was he to do? How would his parents find him? Out of fear he ended up yelling at the mage "My father is the chief of the tribe! He will come down here and bash your skull into a milion pieces if you don't let me go! My mom ALWAYS knows where I'm at! I bet she's on her way here right now!!!"
    "You little whelp! You don't get it do you?!" he replied. "I have your mother in the next room! She's not coming to get you, nobody is! The sooner you realize that hope is lost, the sooner this will be over with, and the sooner I can devour your flesh!"
    "No! My father is still out there! He can still come in here and rip you to pieces! He is a great warrior!" Morgul shreaked.
    The mage walked over slowly and knealed down next to the tiny cage that Morgul was in and whispered "I lied to you boy, your mother is already dead, that's her in the potato sack in the corner marinating. Oh and your precious father? I already mudered him! Burned him to a crisp! I must say that he WAS a lean one, I bet he was every bit the warrior you say he was!"
    NO! Morgal said. Just then he let out a tremendous battle-cry! He unleashed Berserker Rage! He busted out of the cage and started mauling the mage! The mage was screaming out of sheer terror and utter pain! Morgal seemed oblivious to this though as he just kept going! Barehanded, barefoot, tears in his eyes, sheer strength, sheer power! He calmed down a little right as the mage was clinging to life with his last thread. Morgul stood, let out a sigh, then a terrible yell! He raised his hands above his head in a ball and brought them down with everything he had smashing the mage's skull to pieces!
    He calmd down and without even taking a second to think about what he had done, he raced over to the potato sack to find his mother, but she was not there! It turned out to just be a sack of potatoes! He couldn't find his father anywhere either! He ran out of the cave and found his father with a band of men armed to the teeth with terrified looks on their faces. He ran to his father who scooped him up and held him close, his mother shortly behind waiting to do the same.
    His father exclaimed that there had been terrible noises and asked what they were and how he survived whatever happened in there. Morgul told the story and brought them in to show the proof. He was then told that he was the youngest orc to ever use berserker rage, as usually the ability isn't obtained until puberty.
    As soon as he was of age, his father decided it was time for him to leave the throne of the chief of the tribe and give it over to Morgul. The only thing is that he was required to pass the "Right of passage" for his tribe. He was to go out on an adventure to bring wealth and honor to the tribe. His father handed him the orcish armor and warhammer that Morgul himself had crafted over the span of his childhood and sent him on his way.
    Not five minutes after he had crossed the border into akavir did he find a random rag-tag assortment of warriors in blue chain mail. He was starting to approach them when he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, he looked down, an arrow had pierced his armor and struck his shoulder. the arrow was poisoned and he instantly passed out. He woke up some time later on the back of a carriage entering a town in akavir with nothing but rags to wear.

    Hello EWa_K1d_12, I am sorry to say but your app has been denied, here are a few ways you can improve your app if you want to apply again:
    1.More in-depth description of Role_Playing.
    2.More in-depth description of Meta_Gaming.
    3.More in-depth description of Power_Gaming.
    4.More in-depth description of your characters appearance we don't know what he wears, how tall he is, his skin tone, his hair color, his body build, etc.
    5.Your presonality section of your app tells us nothing of his personality other then he hates magic users, we need to know how he acts around people, how he talks, if he is a mild mannered person or a down right sociopath.
    6.Re-write your backstory, there is no way a 5 year old could forge orcish armor/weaponry even if he is an orc or use berserk rage and crush a mans head. Seeing as your backstory is largely orientated about these to things I would suggest you do a complete redo and trying again, keeping in mind a child is a child even if they are an orc.
    7.Improve on your grammar, if you were to be accepted people might find it hard to understand what you're rp'ing.
    I am sorry but until you make these changes your app is denied.
    Quote from HVincentM

    OOC:
    IGN: King_Nigglet
    Age: 17
    Why us?: Your server looks freaking amazing!
    Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: I dont really know what that means. I dont spend time on this site.
    Did you join our forum? The Enjin one? Yes.
    Define Role-Playing in your words: Assuming the life and perspective of a character and choosing their actions.
    Define Meta-gaming in your words: Using external knowledge that
    supersedes your character's and using it in game.
    Define Power-gaming in your words: LERROOYYYYY JENKINS!!!!

    IC:
    Name: The Doctor
    Nickname: Doctor
    Age: 1200+
    Gender: male

    Race: TimeLord
    Appearance: Thats the thing about regeneration, you never know what you'll get...
    Personality: "
    He never raised his voice. That was the worst thing: the fury of the Timelord. And then we discovered why, why this Doctor who had fought with gods and demons, why he had run away from us and hidden; he was being kind…"
    In-game RP example: I dont know what this means. Here is a conversation I had last week. Or was it last decade?
    • Amy: You told me you had a time machine.
    • The Doctor: And you believed me.
    • Amy: Then I grew up.
    • The Doctor: Oh, god. You never want to do that.
    • *later on*
    • The Doctor: So, coming?
    • Amy: No.
    • The Doctor: You wanted to come fourteen years ago.
    • Amy: I grew up.
    • The Doctor: Don't worry. I'll soon fix that.
    Background: "Have I ever told you about the man who stole a box and ran away? Well, I wont. That story is way too sad for a day like today. A day like this shouldn't be wasted on telling sad stories of the past, No! Today is a day that should be lived to it's full potential. Live it with me, come on!" *The Doctor flips some switches and pulls some levers on his TARDIS and sends it wirling into the Time Vortex*

    [To the TARDIS]: "So old girl, what have you got for me today?" *CrAsH!!*
    The TARDIS goes black and still. The only light comes from under the console
    "Okay... thats shouldn't have happened... Lets see where we are..."
    *The Doctor opens the doors, steps out and looks around. He finds that he is on Earth, in the past, seems sort of medieval*
    "Well then, I guess I wont be getting any tools for about... another 8000 years. Might as well go see the sights!
    *The Doctor leaves the TARDIS to repair it's self*
    TL;DR: The Doctor crash lands in Akavir

    Insta-denied, has nothing to do with The Elder Scrolls series.
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    posted a message on (CLOSED) AKAVIR: The Elder Scrolls Minecraft ✧✧ {24/7}{Serious RolePlay}{MMORPG}{Nations}{Dungeons}{Player-Economy}{Land Ownersh
    Quote from gargamak

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    IGN: GeneralThiede
    Age: 20
    Why us?: I love TES, I love Minecraft. Simple as that. Not to mention, this server looks like it has an amazing world and a cool community.
    Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: I have never voted there, but I will if you would like that.
    Did you join our forum? My username is Gargamak
    Define Role-Playing in your words: Acting the part of a fictionalized character you invented in your own imagination. Staying true to that character, even when you feel the pressure of your real personality creeping in.

    Define Meta-gaming in your words: Acquiring some piece of information out-of-character that your character would not have normally come across and using that information in-character.
    Define Power-gaming in your words: Playing just to "win" without considering such things as roleplaying, storyteling, realism, balance/fairness. Basically, being that annoying kid on the playground who, in the middle of your imaginary adventure, suddenly turns against you and uses his spell of instant killing to defeat all of you while sticking his fingers in his ears when you try to explain why that isn't any fun.

    Name:
    Gargam MakAlistair
    Age: 26
    Gender: male
    Race: Breton
    Appearance: Tall and slender, with long hair. Angular, elven facial features, but with a hardy human physique. Sleepy looking eyes from long hours of studying. A full, well-groomed beard, bent into a hearty smile showing this man's cheery persona. Very small tattoos of various runes scattered about his body, which he believes ward his spirit from sinister forces.
    Personality: Cheerful, yet calm and reflective. His personality reflects the gods he chooses to worship. Obviously, as an magically-inclined manmer he primarily prays to Julianos and Magnus, and this sympathies with his calculating and observational nature, as well as his love for studying the lore and histories of all those who have come and gone through this world. He also prays to Akatosh and Talos, and he feels both grant him greater resolve and courage in the face of adversity. While these may be his main patrons, he does not limit himself to receiving supernatural favor from these beings only. He has, in the past, sought guidance and assistance from other divines, as well as some of the Daedra, including Azura, Sheogorath, Hermaeus Mora, and Nocturnal. He is also rational enough to understand that, while the gods have been proven to intervene in mortal affairs, they cannot be counted upon at all times. The most important factor in pursuing his interests is his own force of will.
    Background: As a child, Garg was sent by his parents to leave his backwater village in the cold north of High Rock to learn the arcane arts as an apprentice with various alchemists, enchanters, wizards, and warmages over a long period of study and adventure across his home province. Upon his 24th birthday his apprenticeship was declared complete by his instructor at the time, Lorenzia the Placid who was a respected summoner in Wayrest, and something of a second mother figure to the young man. Now a young man with no burdens and a well-rounded education in magical theory, alchemical formulae, wilderness survival, and basic craftsmanship, Gargam was ready to embark on his own adventure. His expectations were rather lofty, however. While he expected to find great fortune in the wilds of Tamriel, he was only able to barely survive. After some long months abroad, he had lost 20 pounds off his already lean frame, acquired only about 50 septims worth of gear and loot. He suffered numerous injuries, many of which were extremely painful, and would have killed him were it not for his knowledge of healing magic and medicinal herbs. His spirit was finally broken when he was robbed of all but his life one night in the Great Forest of Cyrodiil. Humbled, depressed, and shriveled from hunger, he gave up on his dreams of glory and dragged his ragged form to the Imperial City where he hoped to find some work as a shopkeeper's assistant. His emaciated appearance and strong musk of the wilderness overshadowed his talents, however, and he was resigned to back-breaking labor in the Waterfront warehouses. Here he toiled for weeks, earning a reasonable wage that allowed him three (meager) meals a day, and a bedroll in a shack he shared with half a dozen other sorry individuals like himself. The work was hard, but it rebuilt his weakened body and although he remained slim, his body grew dense and it wasn't long before he found himself in the best physical shape of his life. It was a stroke of bizarre chance that would bring Gargam his best fortune yet. He had just finished his shift, and 10 hours of heavy lifting left the young man tired and hungry. He was heading to the nearest inn when a shady group of sailors asked him to load some cargo for them, offering him twice what he is normally paid for an hour's work, in addition to a free hot meal and a bottle of brandy. It was obvious they were smugglers, or pirates, by their willingness to pay him so much for a basic job when they could get more labor for their coin by going through the warehouse officially. They didn't want prying eyes to know what was being loaded onto their small craft, which was hastily moored and looked far more ragged than your typical cargo ship. Taking all this into consideration and fearing a run in with the Imperial Guard, Gargam would have declined, were it not for the captain suddenly supplementing their offer with a permanent position on their crew. Garg knew that life was giving him a second chance at the adventurers life at this moment, and he graciously accepted the offer. His suspicions proved accurate, as the crates contained pottery filled with moon sugar. Considering the lazy attempt at hiding the contraband, it was no wonder why the smugglers were so desperate to load it up as quickly as possible. Gargam found it easy to fit in to this band of smugglers, as they were of a similar stock as the warehouse laborers he had grown accustomed to working with previously. They learned of his knowledge of the arcane one day when the captain found the book "Breathing Water" along with some notes in Gargam's bunk. The Breton made no attempt to disguise his education, he just never thought to explain his background to the other sailors. When he told the crew that he did in fact know how to make a potion of waterbreathing, the captain's eyes seemed to glitter as thought they turned to gold for a moment. They planned to use this advantage to ambush a rival crew they knew for a fact was coming their way. Gargam prepared the elixers. The next night, they anchored the ship, and dove into the sea. The sailors were amazed by their sudden ability to breathe water, although Garg was at this point jaded to such simple applications of Alteration magic. They swam beneath the waves up to the small craft that was home to their enemy. As was planned, Gargam drank another bottle of the waterbreathing tonic, and began preparing a destructive rune on the bottom of the ship. Meanwhile, the crew silently climbed aboard the vessel and started sabotaging the ships rigging by cutting vital ropes that held the sails aloft. Finally, Gar's rune was ready and he triggered it, releasing a blast of arcane fire. The heat from the blast caused the water immediately adjacent to the fireball to boil. Now, a massive opening was blown in the hull of the ship, and Gargam swam in. He was relieved to see that he had indeed blasted his way into their treasure room, and he quickly dragged their chests full of loot towards the edge of the hole in the ship, which was now rapidly taking on water. His comrades heard the blast and dived off to help swim with the loot back to their own ship. The other crew was in a state of panic, startled awake by a sudden explosion, they shook off the haziness of the grog they had put away only hours earlier, brandished their sabres and laughed as they saw their assailants try to swim away. They set course to intercept their rivals, or tried to. With the rudder disabled, the rigging cut to shreds, and a hole in the bottom of their ship wide enough for an ogre with room to spare, they were quite literally dead in the water, unless another ship came by to rescue them before they drowned. Flush with their success, the crew celebrated heartily, drank deeply, and laughed merrily. The captain was so proud, he decided all shall sleep in that morning, but this was a dire mistake. A massive storm had blown in with a speed to rival a skooma addict fleeing a horde of cliffracers, they hadn't noticed the thunder in the distance over the din of their music and merriment the previous night. While they slept that morning, their rotten anchor-rope was torn clear off the ship and the winds carried them far off their course. When the storm finally hit, you better believe they were wide awake. The storm was fierce, and the crew was still groggy from the night before. They had no bearings, and little chance to survive the storm. Through some masterful steering of their wayward vessel, they had came out the other end of the tempest with no loss of life or limb. The ship was severely beaten, though, and they had no clue where they were. They saw no land on the horizon, which was close from thick fog. The skies were too cloudy to see where the sun lay by day or to read the pattern of the stars by night. With no bearing they wandered for a long and uncertain time, following nothing but the captain's vague navigational guesswork. The fog cleared, the sun shone through the clouds, and they came upon an unfamiliar coastline. "Son of a ­!" the captain cried out, "Curse our fate. This is not Tamriel, for the sun rises over the land we see before us, yet we were off the coast of Argonia when we were hit by that tempest. There is no way we sailed all the way to the opposite coast of Tamriel. No, we must have sailed east across the Padomaic Ocean to the land of Akavir." The crew grumbled and argued over who was at fault, and a sentiment grew against Gargam, the newcomer sorcerer. Overhearing some crew members pondering if Gargam had summoned the storm that dragged them to this unknown land. Fearing he would be made to pay for this misfortune one way or another, Gargam stole away into the night, leaving his share of the loot behind. Ready to face a new world, Gargam realized this was the moment he had been waiting for, stronger than ever and with a renewed courage after the life-threatening situations he faced as a swashbuckler, he felt he was finally ready for some real adventure. Maybe one day he would earn enough money to return to his homeland, or maybe he would make a home here. Whatever fate held in store for him, he was ready for it his time.


    Hello GeneralThiede, I am sorry to say but your app has been denied, your app was great and fun to read but sadly you are not allowed to enter Akavir with knowledge of how to use magic.If you were to change your backstory to where he didn't know magic and then you were accepted into the server, you could fill out a mage app on our forum.
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    posted a message on (CLOSED) AKAVIR: The Elder Scrolls Minecraft ✧✧ {24/7}{Serious RolePlay}{MMORPG}{Nations}{Dungeons}{Player-Economy}{Land Ownersh
    Quote from Smythie

    OOC:
    IGN: smythie
    Age:17
    Why us?: SooF was abandoned and I noticed this was based on a similar concept.
    Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Yes
    Did you join our forum?: Yes
    Define Role-Playing in your words:
    Playing/acting as a character who is not you.
    Define Meta-gaming in your words: Using information obtained ooc in character.
    Define Power-gaming in your words: Doing unrealistic acts in game and giving yourself an unfair advantage over other players in game.

    IC:
    Name: Dmitri
    Nickname: Ropes
    Age: 23
    Gender: Male

    Race: Breton
    Appearance: White skin, black hair, wearing a white shirt with unpolished yellow buttons and blue trousers with bracers over each shoulder along with brown leather boots.
    Personality:
    Laid back, sarcastic, uncaring, cautious, selfish, stays out of other people's business if he can help it but won't say no to a few coins.
    In-game RP example:
    * Dmitri walks through a deserted area when a scruffy old man walks up behind*
    Stranger: "Excuse me, can you help me?"
    * Dmitri ignores the stranger, placing his hand on his holstered sword.
    Stranger: "Hey! Kid wait, I need your help!"
    * Dmitri turns to the stranger, tightening his grip on his holstered short blade*
    Dmitri: "What's in it for me old man?"
    Stranger: "I have some coin to spare. I just need you to go down into a cave nearby and find my son, make sure he's still alive."
    Dmitri: "Why'd the kid go down there in the first place?"
    Stranger: "He said something about a gang taking his his mother's bracelet, there's about 5 guys down there and he went on his own"
    Dmitri: "His funeral, nothing I'm going to get mixed up in."
    * Dmitri begins walking away*
    Stranger: "Please! You must help me! My son is going to die!"
    Dmitri: "When you say some coin, are we talking about triple digits?"
    Stranger: "Whatever it takes! Just save my son, please he's all I have left."
    * Dmitri takes his short sword*
    Dmitri: "At least 500 coins or no deal"
    Background:

    It wasn't long ago that Dmitri used to be in the caravan trade. He would travel many miles with mundane goods to places where the value of these goods were no longer considered mundane but instead valuable and rare. Then return from those locations with their local goods and arrive back where he started with some once again "valuable and rare" goods and continue this process. Although the coin was extremely good there was always the problem of bandits or officials who claimed the goods had to be confiscated as they were stolen. Dmitri had never learned to use a sword, he had played with sticks as a boy but that was about the extent of his training. He spent most of his childhood in his father's shop watching the merchandise or with his mother horse riding in the open fields. Dmitri was always an introverted child and never had many friends, this continued throughout his life.

    After learning a thing or two from his father about business and about horse riding from his mother he decided to set up a caravan company. He did this on a small scale as he started off moving from town to town and not venturing near the cities riddled with bandits and scum. As he began to obtain coin, Dmitri began to take a liking to the feeling of the money in his pocket. He decided it was time to go large scale. He hired a few bodyguards and began to gain more horse-drawn caravans. Dmitri's success was great but he began to grow tired of the same routine every day. He had a large amount of coin and nothing to do with it. Due to a few problems with the city guards of nearly all the major cities around Dmitri's home he felt it was best to leave for a new land. A land where he could start fresh and make a new life for himself. Before Dmitri left home he bought a large house next to his father's shop and buried all his coin in the basement as a fall back plan if his new life was unsuccessful. Dmitri entered his father's shop, pulled the steel short sword out from underneath the counter and sheathed it. Although his father did not approve of violence he kept a sword handy in case of emergencies. Dmitri then went to the field beside his parent's home and took a horse. Before setting off for his new life in Akavir, Dmitri paid one last visit to his parents grave before saying goodbye to them and his old life. Then he turned briskly and walked on.

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    Hello smythie, I am sorry to say but your app has been denied. Here are a few ways you can improve your app if you want to apply again:
    1.More in-depth description of Role_Playing
    2.More in-depth description of Meta_Gaming
    ​3.More in-depth description of Power_Gaming
    Until you make these changes your app is denied, I hope to see you make these changes so that you can be whitelisted.
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    posted a message on (CLOSED) AKAVIR: The Elder Scrolls Minecraft ✧✧ {24/7}{Serious RolePlay}{MMORPG}{Nations}{Dungeons}{Player-Economy}{Land Ownersh
    Quote from Russian_weed

    OOC:
    IGN: Russian_weed
    Age: 15
    Why us?: Roleplay, Elder Scrolls, experienced staff enough said?
    Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: I will after I post this
    Did you join our forum? Not yet
    Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Roleplaying is playing a "character" that you are not in real life and is made up. For example im 15 and im in school but ill be playing a 19 year old Breton who fights wars.
    Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta gaming is nothing something ooc and using it ic for your advantage
    Define Power-gaming in your words: Power gaming is being a superhero, for example you are a little farmer and you walk up to the strongest warrior your city has to offer and you say: *kills the warrior, and walks away
    IC:
    Name: Theodane Woodhart
    Nickname: (Optional) Theo
    Age: 19
    Gender: Male
    Race: Breton


    Appearance: He has long brown hair, a short beard, small pointy nose, sharp ears, muscular body, light dirty skin, browm clothes with dirt on them.
    Personality: Not very social, aggresive if you suprise him, very nice to the few friends he has, hard-working, likes animals.
    In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
    In-game RP example:
    Theo- *Theo walks into the bar, he is dressed in iron armor, and looks ready to fight.
    Bartender- *The Bartender looks at him wearily, then continues to serve the people at the pub*
    Theo- *He sits down on a stool, glaring about the room, analyzing each person carefully*
    Theo- *Seeing no Nords, he turns to the barkeep*
    Theo- Do you rent out rooms here?
    Bartender- None that are open, i'm afraid.
    Theo- *He lets out a long sigh* A glass of mead then.
    Bartender- *He pours a glass of it and slides it towards Theo*
    Theo- *He takes it and then turns to the man next to him, looking him over to see if he has a key to one of the rooms*
    Man- *You see one*
    Theo- *He swings the glass hard at the mans head*
    Man- *dodges the glass and hits Theo
    Theo- *falls from his chair to the ground
    Bartender- What do you think your doing!? *He reaches to a mace behind the bar*
    Theo- I don't think he wants his room anymore!
    *The pub erupts into chaos and fighting*
    Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs.

    Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) NOT AT ALL A BIG CITY OR KING, JUST A SMALL TOWN WHERE THEY WERE LIKE THE MAYOR FAMILY.
    Theo was born in a rich family that ruled over a small city in Tamriel. He was born in golden bed and his whole child life was filled with richdom and joy. His mother was always nice to him and played and loved him.
    But his father treathed him harsh and made him train alot. He fought his brother alot (who was 4 years older then me) and would always lose, but he kept losing and losing. His father would see him as a failure, and ignore him. So he kept training and training untill the day he could defeat his brother. And that happened one day.... It was as sunny sunday morning and he and his brother were training when theyre father walked up. He said: Sons, today I will be choosing who will obtain all my money and land. Theo and his brother looked at each other and smiled. We took out our blades and charged, blood and sweat were going left and right and our father was smiling. Then Theo fell to the ground and his brother put his sword up to Theo's throath and looked up to the father. When he did that Theo threw sand in his face and shoved his blade right through heart. His father smiled and said: ''Good job!" and walked away. After a few days his father died and he became leader of the kingdom, but he was not fully happy.
    He spend most of his time creating strategies and controlling his members, but one day a young girl walked in and he inmeaditly fall in love. The girls name was Kasura and she told him that her guild was slaughtered by a guy people called: "The Assassin". People would leave a blood covered note and some money in the woods and he would kill that person. No one knows who he was or where he lived, this guy was on Theo's list from day 1. And ofcourse he sends out his best 5 men to find this guy and he went to. He set up camp at the woods where "The Assassin" would pick up the notes and waited for the night to fall....





    When the clock hit 00:00 they heard a sound that kept coming closer… and closer... untill a man dressed in black on top of a black horse dragging a giant sword behind him. He stepped of his horse and picked up the notes and money. Thats when Theo and his men stepped out and confronted him, Theo said "Haha, you thought you could get away with this?” "The Assassin" (who was down on the floor picking up notes) stood up with his back to Theo and smiled, he lifted up the giant sword that he dragged behind him and quickly turned around and threw it right into Theo’s second in command. Theo inmeaditly charged at "The Assassin" but he had turned to mist... and the sword wich was inside his friend had also disappeared. From that day on he was never the same, he lost his best friend and he didnt know who the killer was. The only person he would talk to was the girl that came to him, he would marry her and tell her everything about him. You would think he would become happy but no. Because soon his wife would ask him to join the army and go on missions, ofcourse he had to said yes. But the note that "The Assassin" got to kill Kasura's guild also said her name...
    And when she went on a bodyguard mission for a guy who wanted to transfer his gold to his new house, they got attacked by no one else then.... "The Assassin" who stole the money and killed the guy. But when he saw who his bodyguard was, he smiled and took out a long metal chain he had and hung her up by her neck. When Theo went out to look for and he saw her hanging down from the tree, he fell down and cried.

    He then started drinking and wasting his life, untill one day he stood up and went outside to look for a new life, he travelled for a day and went to an inn to look for a bed, he then heard a few sailors talk about Akavir and how there were gonna become rich there. He joined up with the conversation and asked if he could come with them, the said yes and all borded theyre ship.
    This is where his adventure starts....

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    Hello Russian_weed, I am happy to say your app has been accepted congratulations. You will be whitelisted as soon as possible.
    Quote from boogsterally

    OOC:

    IGN: boogsterally
    Age: 16
    Time You Can Dedicate: Almost all day
    Why Us: Server looks nice.
    Define Role-Playing in your words:


    Roleplaying is playing the Role of the character you have created for yourself. Being the person you designed to your specifications, playing them as realistically as possible. Incorporating all of your characters attributes into him/her.



    Define Meta-gaming in your words:


    Meta-Gaming is using information that you have acquired OOC or through some means beside some way your current character would know of it. Using information from your previous character, Forum information, etc, on your current character.


    Define Power-gaming in your words:


    Power-Gami

    ng

    is the act of doing uncharacteristic actions, being more powerful than usual, or anything that hinders others Roleplay and is more than your character would be able to do in reality. A skinny, weak Mage swinging a Heavy Maul with power would be Power-Gaming.



    IC:

    Name: Varamyr Stormwind
    Nickname: N/A
    Age: 18
    Gender: Male
    Appearance: Pale white skin, Brown tunic with black pockets, A leather jacket over the tunic ( Hope that doesn't count as gear), and black cloth trousers with areas to stuff knives, he is about 170 pounds, and 1,5m tall, he has Dark orange eyes and a small nose.
    Personality: Intelligent and knows when to pick a fight. The smarter brother of the two and knows what he's doing. Confident, and at times arrogant. He is quite anti-social but will still talk if he wants to, he doesn't like being around others and just wants to get the work done, putting down anyone that get's in his way...
    In-game RP example:
    Bulky Criminal: 'Ey-'Ey-'Ey! Varamyr! Good to see ya. Wanna hand over some coins fer my troubles?
    Varamyr: No.
    Bulky Criminal: *Chuckles* Now now, hand it over - Or face t'a consequences...
    Varamyr: You filthy speckle of rotten filthy dir - *Is interrupted as the criminal punches him in the face, Varamyr falls to the floor*
    *Varamyr stays silent as the man comes over to beat him up, but manages to slip a shiv into his hand. He slices the man's hand and runs away as he stabs the shiv deep into the criminal's foot *
    Background:
    Varamyr was born in a extremely small village with his brother, along with about two or three houses were along with a food shack and a small wooden wall. He was an only child; yet his mom, Gaius, and his father, Ced never paid too much attention to him. He would wander in the forest and throw sharpened wooden sticks at trees while his brother impaled them with a stick. This is how Varamyr found his talent for accuracy and bowsmanship. But soon Varamyr learned the way of the tongue, becoming adept at getting out of the most precarious of situations. Though through his early years he never truly recognized his talent, he began using it for himself and his family as caravans and bandits strayed near. The isolated self-sustaining village where he was born became an easily flammable garbage heap. Only his family survived through the long nineteen years since he was born. They lived in the supply shack as harsh winds from the now empty lake collapsed their houses.

    When Gaius and Ced had died, they were on their own with no food. The two brothers, Domhall and Varamyr went into the woods one night to begin hunting. Varamyr crafted his own bow and low-tier arrows, and was specially adept with hunting and had great accuracy. When they came back having killed a few rabbits, they found their home pillaged, raided, and burned. They ate their food in the cold that night, and decided they had to move away from these bandits, and maybe Tamriel itself, as it was slowly falling into chaos. Seeking to get away from trouble in Tamriel, the two found a few sailors that were headed for Akavir. The two brothers joined the crew, they had ups and downs, and yet after many months of travel, they finally reached the land of... Akavir.

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    Hello boogsterally, I am happy to say your app has been accepted congratulations. You will be whitelisted as soon as possible.
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