Post by direfangx on Jan 15, 2012 1:25:48 GMT -5
OOC
IGN:DireFangX
Age:20
Role-Play Exp.: 2-3 years roughly
Why Us:I was ecstatic when i played skyrim, and now i can enjoy it with minecraft too! plus, i miss roleplaying and i would love to be plunged into a world dedicated to the concept of skyrim AND has the depth and excitement of Minecraft.
Time You Can Dedicate:3 to 5 hours a week
IC
Name:Vincent Vailenthor
Race:Bosmer
Gender:Male
Age:27
Appearance:Soft eyes betray a long past, his figure is small under his oversized clothes. His muscles, while smaller, are well trained with the use of his bow. The dusts of Morrowind stain his leathers a reddish hue and smudge his face leaving him a man unrecognizable to anyone.
Fears:Arachnids fill him with an inhospitable chill.
Personality:His smile opens those in his acquaintance to his warm nature. His belt is always light of coin due to his fastidious nature to invest in those around him while nothing truly pays off.
Occupation:Hunting has been his passion since he left his home long ago.
Skills:His accuracy with a bow and arrow marks him as deadly while his ability with a blade leaves something to be desired.
Nickname (Optional):Vincent
RP Example (Add Dialogue):Stepping onto the rock, Vincent sights a lone wolf chewing upon the bones of it's prey, "Quickly Aran, i feel that the pack is ahead. We will find them yet". Aran the Nord stepped up behind him. "The wolves would have smelled us by now, are you sure it's wise to rush into their midst?" Aran queried his companion as he studied the wolf's apparent appetite. "Whether they have smelled us or not wont have mattered when i'm done." Vincent slipped the bow off his back and eyed his prey. In one smooth movement he pulled an arrow from his quiver and knocked it. Within seconds the arrow was flying thew the air and into the wolf, still clinging to it's find.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
At the age of 15 Vincent had decided to leave home in search of adventure. His travels took him through the Cyrodillic Province on a skirt with war. The Aldmeri Dominion was warring an Vincent helped the imperial Soldiers in Defense of their border. He explored through the ruins of Old Kavatch from the fall of the Dragonborn Emporer, then East to Morrowind.
Morrowind was decimated and nearly unhabitable since the eruption of the mountain that loomed it's shadow over the Dunmer Homeland. Small Imperial outposts were still warring against the Adlmiri as Vincent passed from the borders of Morrowind into the countryside of Skyrim. After having explored much in the few years on the road, Vincent had decided to settle in a small hut he would build from hand in the mountains of the Nordic Homeland, Skyrim.
Read more: minecraftskyrim.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=whitelisting&action=display&thread=3#ixzz1jVDR4EkT
IGN:DireFangX
Age:20
Role-Play Exp.: 2-3 years roughly
Why Us:I was ecstatic when i played skyrim, and now i can enjoy it with minecraft too! plus, i miss roleplaying and i would love to be plunged into a world dedicated to the concept of skyrim AND has the depth and excitement of Minecraft.
Time You Can Dedicate:3 to 5 hours a week
IC
Name:Vincent Vailenthor
Race:Bosmer
Gender:Male
Age:27
Appearance:Soft eyes betray a long past, his figure is small under his oversized clothes. His muscles, while smaller, are well trained with the use of his bow. The dusts of Morrowind stain his leathers a reddish hue and smudge his face leaving him a man unrecognizable to anyone.
Fears:Arachnids fill him with an inhospitable chill.
Personality:His smile opens those in his acquaintance to his warm nature. His belt is always light of coin due to his fastidious nature to invest in those around him while nothing truly pays off.
Occupation:Hunting has been his passion since he left his home long ago.
Skills:His accuracy with a bow and arrow marks him as deadly while his ability with a blade leaves something to be desired.
Nickname (Optional):Vincent
RP Example (Add Dialogue):Stepping onto the rock, Vincent sights a lone wolf chewing upon the bones of it's prey, "Quickly Aran, i feel that the pack is ahead. We will find them yet". Aran the Nord stepped up behind him. "The wolves would have smelled us by now, are you sure it's wise to rush into their midst?" Aran queried his companion as he studied the wolf's apparent appetite. "Whether they have smelled us or not wont have mattered when i'm done." Vincent slipped the bow off his back and eyed his prey. In one smooth movement he pulled an arrow from his quiver and knocked it. Within seconds the arrow was flying thew the air and into the wolf, still clinging to it's find.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
At the age of 15 Vincent had decided to leave home in search of adventure. His travels took him through the Cyrodillic Province on a skirt with war. The Aldmeri Dominion was warring an Vincent helped the imperial Soldiers in Defense of their border. He explored through the ruins of Old Kavatch from the fall of the Dragonborn Emporer, then East to Morrowind.
Morrowind was decimated and nearly unhabitable since the eruption of the mountain that loomed it's shadow over the Dunmer Homeland. Small Imperial outposts were still warring against the Adlmiri as Vincent passed from the borders of Morrowind into the countryside of Skyrim. After having explored much in the few years on the road, Vincent had decided to settle in a small hut he would build from hand in the mountains of the Nordic Homeland, Skyrim.
Read more: minecraftskyrim.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=whitelisting&action=display&thread=3#ixzz1jVDR4EkT
