Post by pupatron3000 on Dec 31, 2011 22:23:36 GMT -5
OOC - INFO
IGN: pupatron3000
Age: 13
Role-Play Exp.: A character in LotC that lost his farm in a fire and is trying to become a guard in his racial city.
Why Us: Dragons, Skyrim-based. These are 2 things I have yet to see in a server. I have seen this mentioned in many places, and I want to find out why this is a server that everyone loves.
Time You Can Dedicate: 4-5 hrs a day at maximun.
IC - FUS RO DAH
Name: Dolenaear
Race: Wood Elf
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Appearance: Large scar across face, slightly taller than average
Fears: Heights, Being ambushed, Dragons
Personality: Curious, Strong-willed and shy.
Occupation:
Skills: Good at archery, bad at using the sword and knows basic healing skills
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
*Dolenaear, along with a friend, almost ran into an ambush when he spotted something behind a rock.*
Dolenaear: *whispers to his friend* Do you see him?
Friend: *whispering back* I certainly do. Get ready for a fight.
Dolenaear: Are you sure about this?
Friend: I'm ready when you are.
Dolenaear: I really don't feel like...
*Dolenaear's friend charges forward with his short-sword, managing to kill one of the many bandits he saw on the side of the road, then gets knocked out by a club*
Dolenaear: I knew that was going to happen. Hey! Give me my friend back!
Bandit: You'll need to put up a better fight than that, boy.
*The bandit charges at Dolenaear, attempting to hit his head*
Dolenaear: This'll be quick
*Dolenaear dodges the bandit as the bandit clumsily face-plants onto the ground*
Dolenaear: I thought bandits were meant to get smarter.
*The bandit, with his face thickly covered in mud, called to his comrades, "Get him!" and as you expect, they ran straight after Dolenaear, who managed to run back to Whiterun*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Dolenaear, as you might expect, was born in the province of Valenwood. His father was a hunter and his mother a healer. His father was one of the best hunters in his village, a hard achievement to make to. His mother was also one of the best healers in his village. She could use alchemy to create potions that could heal internal wounds amazingly quickly. From a very young age, he was taught to use the bow from his father and learnt a little bit about basic alchemy. He also learnt to read and write his own language and learnt to speak Nordic.
After Dolenaear's first year of hunting(Around 10 years old at this time) He learnt well of the bow and he could take down a deer on his own and by 15 he knew how to shoot so well that he managed to get a job as a guard for a year because his father was getting very old and couldn't go on large hunting trips, resulting in a low amount of coin to work with. When he was 18, his village was razed by alot of bandits. Dolenaear and his family managed to escape alive but everything except his and his father's bow and the clothes on their back were destroyed. They decided to trek to Skyrim, as they heard that it was alot safer there...
IGN: pupatron3000
Age: 13
Role-Play Exp.: A character in LotC that lost his farm in a fire and is trying to become a guard in his racial city.
Why Us: Dragons, Skyrim-based. These are 2 things I have yet to see in a server. I have seen this mentioned in many places, and I want to find out why this is a server that everyone loves.
Time You Can Dedicate: 4-5 hrs a day at maximun.
IC - FUS RO DAH
Name: Dolenaear
Race: Wood Elf
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Appearance: Large scar across face, slightly taller than average
Fears: Heights, Being ambushed, Dragons
Personality: Curious, Strong-willed and shy.
Occupation:
Skills: Good at archery, bad at using the sword and knows basic healing skills
Nickname (Optional):
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
*Dolenaear, along with a friend, almost ran into an ambush when he spotted something behind a rock.*
Dolenaear: *whispers to his friend* Do you see him?
Friend: *whispering back* I certainly do. Get ready for a fight.
Dolenaear: Are you sure about this?
Friend: I'm ready when you are.
Dolenaear: I really don't feel like...
*Dolenaear's friend charges forward with his short-sword, managing to kill one of the many bandits he saw on the side of the road, then gets knocked out by a club*
Dolenaear: I knew that was going to happen. Hey! Give me my friend back!
Bandit: You'll need to put up a better fight than that, boy.
*The bandit charges at Dolenaear, attempting to hit his head*
Dolenaear: This'll be quick
*Dolenaear dodges the bandit as the bandit clumsily face-plants onto the ground*
Dolenaear: I thought bandits were meant to get smarter.
*The bandit, with his face thickly covered in mud, called to his comrades, "Get him!" and as you expect, they ran straight after Dolenaear, who managed to run back to Whiterun*
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Dolenaear, as you might expect, was born in the province of Valenwood. His father was a hunter and his mother a healer. His father was one of the best hunters in his village, a hard achievement to make to. His mother was also one of the best healers in his village. She could use alchemy to create potions that could heal internal wounds amazingly quickly. From a very young age, he was taught to use the bow from his father and learnt a little bit about basic alchemy. He also learnt to read and write his own language and learnt to speak Nordic.
After Dolenaear's first year of hunting(Around 10 years old at this time) He learnt well of the bow and he could take down a deer on his own and by 15 he knew how to shoot so well that he managed to get a job as a guard for a year because his father was getting very old and couldn't go on large hunting trips, resulting in a low amount of coin to work with. When he was 18, his village was razed by alot of bandits. Dolenaear and his family managed to escape alive but everything except his and his father's bow and the clothes on their back were destroyed. They decided to trek to Skyrim, as they heard that it was alot safer there...