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Post by peraldon on Dec 24, 2011 15:46:22 GMT -5
Expand on your backstory.
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Post by te3hpwnr on Dec 30, 2011 17:19:11 GMT -5
OOC IGN:Te3hPwnr Age:14 Role-Play Exp.:I have played Morrowind, Oblivion and Skyrim out of the Elder Scrolls Series and I have played all Mass Effect games as well as Fallout 3 and New Vegas Why Us:I want to join this server because I am a huge fan of Skyrim and Minecraft and would love to help make this server the best ever. Time You Can Dedicate:I can dedicate many hours of time depending on homework/projects I have. IC Name:Veil Shroud Race:Imperial Gender:Male Age:21 Appearance:Tall, black-haired man with stormy grey eyes. Slightly tanned skin covered with scars of many battles, most prominently a scar on the left side of my mouth, similar to Ezio in the Assassin's Creed Series. I am commonly adorned in steel armor as well. Fears:My greatest fear is Spiders/Charous Personality:Brave, funny, very loyal to his friends Occupation:My father was a Legion Officer and wanted me to join as well. I was stopped short of pursuing it as my father was killed. I am now an adventurer, travelling to improve on the way of the sword. Skills:I am a blades master as well as an aspiring marksmen Nickname (Optional):Shroud; Shadow RP Example (Add Dialogue):"There have been sightings of werewolves running about in the woods nearby. If you kill them and bring me their skins, I will present you with a great some of Septims for each skin," Blacksmith Aaron offers. "Sounds like a deal," Veil replies. Veil leaves the Smithy and walks into the woods bordering the town, looking cautiously into the shroud of blackness. His hair stands on end as a sliver of moonlight catches the empty eyes of a frostbite spider. He hesitates, then treads into the menacing woods, sword drawn and at the ready. "I hate this place," Veil mutters, stepping over a log and scanning his surroundings. Out of the darkness, Veil sees a pair of blood red eyes staring at him in the darkness. The eyes caught Veil's and dropped to the ground. The beast seemed to leap out of the shadows and onto Veil. He dodged to the left, but was grazed by the werewolf's claws. He then retaliated with a overhand swing, catching the creature in the head, ending its life. Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):I was born in the Imperial City to a family highly thought of among the Imperial Legion. My father, Garik Shroud, was a Legate in the Legion, and he had the greatest of the Legion blades men teach me the way of the sword at a relativity young age. Through many years of grueling training and schooling, I emerged as a skilled young man prepared to join the military. I was ready, up until the dreadful day my father died. The murderer was shrouded in dark robes and carried a jagged knife the color of fresh blood. I can recall the glint of the blade as it entered my fathers back and took his life. I chased the man far away, to the land of Skyrim, where I cornered and killed the man in the mountains near Markarth. I poured all my anger into the slash of my blade that ended his life. I planned to leave Skyrim and make my way back Cyrodil, where I would settle down in the city of Chorrol and live the rest of my life working for the Fighters Guild. But, somehow, I couldn't let all the unexplored wilderness' in Skyrim stay unexplored for long. I plunged into adventure, tackling the mountains of Markarth with full force. I travelled for nearly three months exploring south-west Skyrim, even finding a dog to accompany me. When I left the mountains, I moved into the forests of Falkreath and I even spent several weeks in the city. Over the course of two years I had scouted most of southern Skyrim and I was, and still am hungry for adventure. Read more: minecraftskyrim.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=whitelisting&action=display&thread=100#ixzz1i3gYxgS9 |
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Post by nolanwashere on Dec 31, 2011 14:29:09 GMT -5
Read the rules again I think you missed something.
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Post by te3hpwnr on Jan 2, 2012 21:47:06 GMT -5
I didn't
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Post by Tris1995 on Jan 2, 2012 22:30:20 GMT -5
OOC
IGN: IGN_Lucieto
Age:17
Role-Play Exp.:None, I've just started using multiplayer
Why Us:Looks like a legit server thats interesting and sounds very organized
Time You Can Dedicate:a lot on weekends, 2-5 hours on weekdays
IC
Name: Ares Medici
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Appearance: Very shadowy figure, has a hood covering him at all times, black robes with accents of blood red silk
Fears: being tortured, death, eaten by a dragon, captured by the king
Personality: keeps to himself and his select other friends unless on an assignment, adapts to the environment he's in,
quiet and stealthy
Occupation: Hired assassin and occasional courier
Skills: stealth, building, crafting, traps, bow & arrow, poison potions
Nickname (Optional): The Dark Shadow
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "My services are of high coin, are you certain your enemy is worth the price." "I assure
you my friend, your funds are not traceable, just have the second half to me when the deed is done." "I may be a killer, but i am no thief."
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Ares Medici was a low class human born in The Wind District of Whiterun. At the age of 9, he was forced onto the streets after a band of rogue knights killed his parents. He was found by Ezeroth, a retired assassin for the king. Ezeroth raised Ares like his own son, all the while, training him to be his heir to Master Assassin. Ezeroth passed all his secrets, equipment and a numerous amount of documents on Ares' 18 birthday. The day after, bandits raided Ezeroth's
country house while Ares was on a trip to The Plains District. When Ares returned home to his "fathers" torched home, he swore an oath to hunt down the "band of damned murderer's"(quoted from Ares), and avenge Ezeroth's death.
3 years after he made the oath, he has still yet to find the group of bandits, but continues on. To fund for his trip, he uses the skills Ezeroth has taught him, by becoming a hired assassin. On one assignment, his target is one of the council of The Guild of Assassin's. After he learns of the Guild's existence, he swore himself to the Guild and became an apprentice to Gilgar, The Master Assassin. Ares continues his quest for his "fathers" murderer's, learning the secrets of the Guild's past all along the way.
Fus Ro Dah
I hope the backstory is long enough. I have yet to play Skyrim but I have watched walkthroughs.
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Voltaire
Guardian
"Under my Command Shall Death's Wings cover and enfold you in an eternal Nightmare."
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Post by Voltaire on Jan 3, 2012 13:42:08 GMT -5
Dude you post your app as a different topic. if you read the rules you would know. Also the whole my parents died must become better won't get you whitelisted. Also Tris your now allowed to put your occupation as hired assassin.
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Post by te3hpwnr on Jan 4, 2012 0:09:01 GMT -5
Re: Whitelist Application (Please Read!!!!!) « Reply #2 on Dec 30, 2011, 5:19pm » OOC IGN:Te3hPwnr Age:14 Role-Play Exp.:I have played Morrowind, Oblivion and Skyrim out of the Elder Scrolls Series and I have played all Mass Effect games as well as Fallout 3 and New Vegas Why Us:I want to join this server because I am a huge fan of Skyrim and Minecraft and would love to help make this server the best ever. Time You Can Dedicate:I can dedicate many hours of time depending on homework/projects I have. IC Name:Veil Shroud Race:Imperial Gender:Male Age:21 Appearance:Tall, black-haired man with stormy grey eyes. Slightly tanned skin covered with scars of many battles, most prominently a scar on the left side of my mouth, similar to Ezio in the Assassin's Creed Series. I am commonly adorned in steel armor as well. Fears:My greatest fear is Spiders/Charous Personality:Brave, funny, very loyal to his friends Occupation:My father was a Legion Officer and wanted me to join as well. I was stopped short of pursuing it as my father was killed. I am now an adventurer, travelling to improve on the way of the sword. Skills:I am a blades master as well as an aspiring marksmen Nickname (Optional):Shroud; Shadow RP Example (Add Dialogue):"There have been sightings of werewolves running about in the woods nearby. If you kill them and bring me their skins, I will present you with a great some of Septims for each skin," Blacksmith Aaron offers. "Sounds like a deal," Veil replies. Veil leaves the Smithy and walks into the woods bordering the town, looking cautiously into the shroud of blackness. His hair stands on end as a sliver of moonlight catches the empty eyes of a frostbite spider. He hesitates, then treads into the menacing woods, sword drawn and at the ready. "I hate this place," Veil mutters, stepping over a log and scanning his surroundings. Out of the darkness, Veil sees a pair of blood red eyes staring at him in the darkness. The eyes caught Veil's and dropped to the ground. The beast seemed to leap out of the shadows and onto Veil. He dodged to the left, but was grazed by the werewolf's claws. He then retaliated with a overhand swing, catching the creature in the head, ending its life. Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):I was born in the Imperial City to a family highly thought of among the Imperial Legion. My father, Garik Shroud, was a Legate in the Legion, and he had the greatest of the Legion blades men teach me the way of the sword at a relativity young age. Through many years of grueling training and schooling, I emerged as a skilled young man prepared to join the military. I was ready, up until the dreadful day my father died. The murderer was shrouded in dark robes and carried a jagged knife the color of fresh blood. I can recall the glint of the blade as it entered my fathers back and took his life. I chased the man far away, to the land of Skyrim, where I cornered and killed the man in the mountains near Markarth. I poured all my anger into the slash of my blade that ended his life. I planned to leave Skyrim and make my way back Cyrodil, where I would settle down in the city of Chorrol and live the rest of my life working for the Fighters Guild. But, somehow, I couldn't let all the unexplored wilderness' in Skyrim stay unexplored for long. I plunged into adventure, tackling the mountains of Markarth with full force. I travelled for nearly three months exploring south-west Skyrim, even finding a dog to accompany me. When I left the mountains, I moved into the forests of Falkreath and I even spent several weeks in the city. Over the course of two years I had scouted most of southern Skyrim and I was, and still am hungry for adventure. Read more: minecraftskyrim.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=whitelisting&action=display&thread=100#ixzz1iSmIcEYQ |
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Post by te3hpwnr on Apr 29, 2012 20:15:53 GMT -5
My application.
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