OOC Info:
IGN Name: Trok
Age: 16
How did you find this server: Minecraft Forums
Have you ever griefed/been banned on a server: Yes, some my fault others not so much, a lot from me being a **** which I apologized when I saw myself truly, some were friendly and kindly accepted my apology, others not so much.
IC Info:
Character Name: Igniscruor
Race: Dwarves
Class (when RP starts): Blacksmith
Character Biography (at least 250 words please):
Igniscruor was born into a more wealthy family. He was told to follow his fathers career and become what his father was to take over the family business, that was being a blacksmith. His mother worked at the local bakery and made a decent living. Young as Igniscruor was, he was taught how to forge things at a much earlier age then many others. Igniscruor didn't go to the public schools like the other kids in the neighborhood. He instead was taught at home learning from books and blueprints and from his father.
Igniscruor was soon found that it was much more fun and seeked friendship from more then just his book work, he started sneaking out at night, and getting apart of gangs and working the back streets. He was associated with a clan known as "StarBreakers", with his experience in blacksmith, they agree'd they would take him. He would make armor and weapons for them, and they would give him a home he always wanted. Still during the days, he worked in his workshop next to his fathers. But at night, he would keep sneaking out and finding trouble. He soon was promoted to a higher importance. By his early teenager years, he helped loot more then 25 banks and witnessed 16 deaths. He didn't find any joy in killing or acting against the law but he found pleasure going against his families wills.
Igniscruor soon got in trouble himself, not just being a backhand help, but being in the middle of it. He fought without weapons, won a very high amount of times, but his parents started to notice the bruises and marks on his face and arms. They put him in a room with barred windows and wouldn't let him out. He of course... started working his way out. Cutting bars with tools while his parents were gone, soon they were loose enough to take apart and put back together.
It was a calm night, when it all changed. The street lamps were dim and the buildings were dark. Igniscruor was ambushed by a few lower thugs in his clan that was hired from the leader to take him out, as he knew to much and was absent for to long, meaning he either left or he surrendered to the Dwarven government. Igniscruor was lucky that both were friends of his, and they only severely damaged him. The Battalion(Dwarven Police? Just giving a name for a placeholder) found him on the streets the next morning and was identified and taken into court. They gave him 7 years in prison. He took it and left, his family shunned him and he didn't like them very much because they didn't support him in court, as a matter of fact, they were so ashamed they fought against him.
7 years later... Supposedly dead and shamed from his entire family, he pledged his will to a better life as a merchant.
P.S: Hey Macabre!(Add me on Skype again we can be bff's)
On your response to my application, I wanted to let you know that it is imaginative, I never expected some tank armor that was overpowered as balls. I understand powergaming quite well. Oh and may I help build?
OOC Info:
IGN Name: Trok
Age: 16
How did you find this server: Through the forums
Have you ever griefed/been banned on a server: Not griefed, but yes I have been banned from servers, some my fault, others not so much.
IC Info:
Character Name: Trok
Race: Iron Dwarves
Class (when RP starts): Blacksmith
Character Biography (at least 250 words please):
Trok was a young dwarf that was born to a blacksmith clan. Trok was told that he was suppose to build his armor out of steel. He was searching the ruins of a old city of Ur'ken when he found these strange dark rocks, Trok asked many people, some of the less educated didn't know, and gave the same shrug everytime. He asked one of the noble miners and this man told him it was 'obsidian' he questioned it as he had never seen it before. But the man said it was rare. He soon got his father to forge it into a set of armor with some assistance from some of the more experienced in the art of forging obsidian, as his father did not do those things. Trok's armor soon became a treasure to the town. After a while and after he finished school and felt educated enough, Trok said good bye to his family and left to build a adventurist life.
Trok looks for a Dwarven town on his free time, other times he gets small job offers and works at them, but he has never stayed somewhere to long, as he just didn't seem fit there.
(Sorry if it was not 250 words, I didn't really count :sad.gif:)
IGN Name: Trok
Location: Alaska
Age: 16
Why do you want to join our server?: Because I am looking for a new roleplaying server that I can enjoy.
How would you benefit our server?: I would like to help build the server and become apart of it.
Do you understand the rules?: Yes :tongue.gif:
Rp Character name: Trok
Race: Dwarf
Class: Blacksmith
Worship: (if any) Nope
Character appearance: Trok is a young Dwarven with a peachy jolly face. He usually has obsidian scale armor on him. He is very fit, Trok's eyes are golden and his skin color is pale white. 21 years old(Dwarf years)
Character Story:
Trok was a young dwarf that was born to a blacksmith clan. Trok was told that he was suppose to build his armor out of steel. He was searching the ruins of a old city of Ur'ken when he found these strange dark rocks, Trok asked many people, some of the less educated didn't know, and gave the same shrug everytime. He asked one of the noble miners and this man told him it was 'obsidian' he questioned it as he had never seen it before. But the man said it was rare. He soon got his father to forge it into a set of armor with some assistance from some of the more experienced in the art of forging obsidian, as his father did not do those things. Trok's armor soon became a treasure to the town. After a while and after he finished school and felt educated enough, Trok said good bye to his family and left to build a adventurist life.
Trok looks for a Dwarven town on his free time, other times he gets small job offers and works at them, but he has never stayed somewhere to long, as he just didn't seem fit there.
IGN Name: Trok
Location: Alaska
Age: 16
Why do you want to join our server?: Because I am looking for a new roleplaying server that I can enjoy.
How would you benefit our server?: I would like to help build the server and become apart of it.
Do you understand the rules?: Yes
Rp Character name: Trok
Race: Dwarf
Class: Blacksmith
Worship: (if any) Nope
Character Story: Trok for greatness, but he didn't believe it. Trok began to study item smithing because he was from simple origins. As he learned smithing he realized he wanted more. He new that as he grew in smithing skill and he would grow in prestige, and with that he would be able to leave his simple community.
I smell smoke. Flame war around the next corner? :mellow.gif:
I think so.
I am not going to start a flame war on a server I don't even play on, that would be rather immature. I would rather not burden this thread with unwanted **** that doesn't improve anything and makes me look like more of an asshat when I am clearly just speaking my mind.
Your lack of context makes this inconsequential. I shall aid you by giving it context. I will hence forth assume you referring to yourself, and your obviously stupid remarks about how dead our server is, which you have since seen were in error. It's alright, though; I am willing to forgive you this moment of foolishness. No need to keep beating yourself up over it.
Hm, this is a rather interesting post. I saw what you did there.
Your obviously stupid enough to think that I would THINK the server is dead, I was suprised that it was still around after a year when something like Lord of the Craft is around. Chris and I are still friends while I don't speak to him, I still think of us as friends, and I support friends. Now who are you to talk, I honestly have no idea who you are, now I do come to check on this thread every once and awhile to see what is going on with the server. I am not willing to forgive you for such foolishness for being a complete **** and trying to troll me, as people know I am Trok, and I would love for your Skype. Why did I try logging in, because I do like to try my hopes and talk to some of my old friends, so please go get some skills at trolling and come back with a legitimate response. Not with your huge words that basically call me stupid for thinking a server is dead. When you honestly have no idea who the **** I am, or what the **** my background is with Aeonis.
Anyways, on the other hand, I believe it was when the server restarted everything is wiped, including the bans.
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IGN: Trok
What are you looking forward to the most?: Playing with my friends! Yay!
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IGN Name: Trok
Age: 16
How did you find this server: Minecraft Forums
Have you ever griefed/been banned on a server: Yes, some my fault others not so much, a lot from me being a **** which I apologized when I saw myself truly, some were friendly and kindly accepted my apology, others not so much.
IC Info:
Character Name: Igniscruor
Race: Dwarves
Class (when RP starts): Blacksmith
Character Biography (at least 250 words please):
Igniscruor was born into a more wealthy family. He was told to follow his fathers career and become what his father was to take over the family business, that was being a blacksmith. His mother worked at the local bakery and made a decent living. Young as Igniscruor was, he was taught how to forge things at a much earlier age then many others. Igniscruor didn't go to the public schools like the other kids in the neighborhood. He instead was taught at home learning from books and blueprints and from his father.
Igniscruor was soon found that it was much more fun and seeked friendship from more then just his book work, he started sneaking out at night, and getting apart of gangs and working the back streets. He was associated with a clan known as "StarBreakers", with his experience in blacksmith, they agree'd they would take him. He would make armor and weapons for them, and they would give him a home he always wanted. Still during the days, he worked in his workshop next to his fathers. But at night, he would keep sneaking out and finding trouble. He soon was promoted to a higher importance. By his early teenager years, he helped loot more then 25 banks and witnessed 16 deaths. He didn't find any joy in killing or acting against the law but he found pleasure going against his families wills.
Igniscruor soon got in trouble himself, not just being a backhand help, but being in the middle of it. He fought without weapons, won a very high amount of times, but his parents started to notice the bruises and marks on his face and arms. They put him in a room with barred windows and wouldn't let him out. He of course... started working his way out. Cutting bars with tools while his parents were gone, soon they were loose enough to take apart and put back together.
It was a calm night, when it all changed. The street lamps were dim and the buildings were dark. Igniscruor was ambushed by a few lower thugs in his clan that was hired from the leader to take him out, as he knew to much and was absent for to long, meaning he either left or he surrendered to the Dwarven government. Igniscruor was lucky that both were friends of his, and they only severely damaged him. The Battalion(Dwarven Police? Just giving a name for a placeholder) found him on the streets the next morning and was identified and taken into court. They gave him 7 years in prison. He took it and left, his family shunned him and he didn't like them very much because they didn't support him in court, as a matter of fact, they were so ashamed they fought against him.
7 years later... Supposedly dead and shamed from his entire family, he pledged his will to a better life as a merchant.
P.S: Hey Macabre!(Add me on Skype again we can be bff's)
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IGN Name: Trok
Age: 16
How did you find this server: Through the forums
Have you ever griefed/been banned on a server: Not griefed, but yes I have been banned from servers, some my fault, others not so much.
IC Info:
Character Name: Trok
Race: Iron Dwarves
Class (when RP starts): Blacksmith
Character Biography (at least 250 words please):
Trok was a young dwarf that was born to a blacksmith clan. Trok was told that he was suppose to build his armor out of steel. He was searching the ruins of a old city of Ur'ken when he found these strange dark rocks, Trok asked many people, some of the less educated didn't know, and gave the same shrug everytime. He asked one of the noble miners and this man told him it was 'obsidian' he questioned it as he had never seen it before. But the man said it was rare. He soon got his father to forge it into a set of armor with some assistance from some of the more experienced in the art of forging obsidian, as his father did not do those things. Trok's armor soon became a treasure to the town. After a while and after he finished school and felt educated enough, Trok said good bye to his family and left to build a adventurist life.
Trok looks for a Dwarven town on his free time, other times he gets small job offers and works at them, but he has never stayed somewhere to long, as he just didn't seem fit there.
(Sorry if it was not 250 words, I didn't really count :sad.gif:)
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Location: Alaska
Age: 16
Why do you want to join our server?: Because I am looking for a new roleplaying server that I can enjoy.
How would you benefit our server?: I would like to help build the server and become apart of it.
Do you understand the rules?: Yes :tongue.gif:
Rp Character name: Trok
Race: Dwarf
Class: Blacksmith
Worship: (if any) Nope
Character appearance: Trok is a young Dwarven with a peachy jolly face. He usually has obsidian scale armor on him. He is very fit, Trok's eyes are golden and his skin color is pale white. 21 years old(Dwarf years)
Character Story:
Trok was a young dwarf that was born to a blacksmith clan. Trok was told that he was suppose to build his armor out of steel. He was searching the ruins of a old city of Ur'ken when he found these strange dark rocks, Trok asked many people, some of the less educated didn't know, and gave the same shrug everytime. He asked one of the noble miners and this man told him it was 'obsidian' he questioned it as he had never seen it before. But the man said it was rare. He soon got his father to forge it into a set of armor with some assistance from some of the more experienced in the art of forging obsidian, as his father did not do those things. Trok's armor soon became a treasure to the town. After a while and after he finished school and felt educated enough, Trok said good bye to his family and left to build a adventurist life.
Trok looks for a Dwarven town on his free time, other times he gets small job offers and works at them, but he has never stayed somewhere to long, as he just didn't seem fit there.
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Location: Alaska
Age: 16
Why do you want to join our server?: Because I am looking for a new roleplaying server that I can enjoy.
How would you benefit our server?: I would like to help build the server and become apart of it.
Do you understand the rules?: Yes
Rp Character name: Trok
Race: Dwarf
Class: Blacksmith
Worship: (if any) Nope
Character Story: Trok for greatness, but he didn't believe it. Trok began to study item smithing because he was from simple origins. As he learned smithing he realized he wanted more. He new that as he grew in smithing skill and he would grow in prestige, and with that he would be able to leave his simple community.
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I am not going to start a flame war on a server I don't even play on, that would be rather immature. I would rather not burden this thread with unwanted **** that doesn't improve anything and makes me look like more of an asshat when I am clearly just speaking my mind.
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Hm, this is a rather interesting post. I saw what you did there.
Your obviously stupid enough to think that I would THINK the server is dead, I was suprised that it was still around after a year when something like Lord of the Craft is around. Chris and I are still friends while I don't speak to him, I still think of us as friends, and I support friends. Now who are you to talk, I honestly have no idea who you are, now I do come to check on this thread every once and awhile to see what is going on with the server. I am not willing to forgive you for such foolishness for being a complete **** and trying to troll me, as people know I am Trok, and I would love for your Skype. Why did I try logging in, because I do like to try my hopes and talk to some of my old friends, so please go get some skills at trolling and come back with a legitimate response. Not with your huge words that basically call me stupid for thinking a server is dead. When you honestly have no idea who the **** I am, or what the **** my background is with Aeonis.
Anyways, on the other hand, I believe it was when the server restarted everything is wiped, including the bans.
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Derp.
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