Post by trevinom on Dec 17, 2011 0:04:42 GMT -5
I already posted on the forums and i was accepted there
OOC
IGN: trevinom
Age: 14
Role-Play Exp.: i have been on atleast 17 RP Servers
Why Us: You have brought my greatest dream to life Minecraft Combined with The Elder Scrolls
Time You Can Dedicate: hopefully 3 hours or more a day
IC
Name: Scar-Harkivi
Race: Kajiit
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Appearance: his cheeks are very small while his eyes are siltier than normal with orange and red stripes while yellow all-around with a scar down his left eye
Fears: Frost Spiders and Mud Crabs
Personality: Courteous and Nice yet Shy
Occupation: Archery Teacher
Skills:Marksmen,Blade and Light Armor
Nickname (Optional): Scar
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "So you want to be a Archer Huh?" "oh yes please" "Well I don't kn.." "Please! My wife laughs at me being jobless and i have always had my way around a Bow please" "Okay we start tomorrow"
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Scar lived with his mother in Solitude when they were kidnapped by a band of StormCloaks who took all their belongings and left them to die on the streets of Whiterun. They heard from a couple other Kajiit that an Imperial group executing some StormCloaks with their leader was attacked by a dragon. They laughed and laughed but Scar wasn't laughing. He thought that was the truth so he got a job at the age of 17. He continued to earn enough money for a bow and 50 arrows. The dragon was real and it came there. Fortunately, he was trained enough to protect his mother and 7 other people. Nords started to see his skill and asked him if he and his mother would like a house. In gratitude he promised to gaurd the Jarl. they lived there for a couple more years before his mother died of natural causes. He griefed for her so much he lost some of his acrherey skill. At the age of 21 he started his travels he was heading to his old home Solitude.
On the way he fought wolves and lots of bandits. He found dungeons,caves and towns. He mostly used his bow but occasionally he ran out of arrows that's when his coin purse came in handy. Arrows weren't cheap but he came up with a lot of money from his gaurd duty. He became popular with most people. He handed every truthful beggar a coin. He stopped off with supplies at a town or two and made a little stall for archery training. He made most of his money that way. The only people that hated him were orcs (To go with this it would be very nice if your an orc then you should not like me thank you) they were very racist calling him names like "Leather Skin" or "Fur Face".
At the age of 22 (i know kinda long journey then it's supposed to have been close to his Birthday)he reached Solitude and has opened a hopefully forever Archery Training Store. He sells Arrows and Bows but, also gives lessons to anyone and everyone who is willing. He now just noticed that someone has destroyed his shop.
OOC
IGN: trevinom
Age: 14
Role-Play Exp.: i have been on atleast 17 RP Servers
Why Us: You have brought my greatest dream to life Minecraft Combined with The Elder Scrolls
Time You Can Dedicate: hopefully 3 hours or more a day
IC
Name: Scar-Harkivi
Race: Kajiit
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Appearance: his cheeks are very small while his eyes are siltier than normal with orange and red stripes while yellow all-around with a scar down his left eye
Fears: Frost Spiders and Mud Crabs
Personality: Courteous and Nice yet Shy
Occupation: Archery Teacher
Skills:Marksmen,Blade and Light Armor
Nickname (Optional): Scar
RP Example (Add Dialogue): "So you want to be a Archer Huh?" "oh yes please" "Well I don't kn.." "Please! My wife laughs at me being jobless and i have always had my way around a Bow please" "Okay we start tomorrow"
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs): Scar lived with his mother in Solitude when they were kidnapped by a band of StormCloaks who took all their belongings and left them to die on the streets of Whiterun. They heard from a couple other Kajiit that an Imperial group executing some StormCloaks with their leader was attacked by a dragon. They laughed and laughed but Scar wasn't laughing. He thought that was the truth so he got a job at the age of 17. He continued to earn enough money for a bow and 50 arrows. The dragon was real and it came there. Fortunately, he was trained enough to protect his mother and 7 other people. Nords started to see his skill and asked him if he and his mother would like a house. In gratitude he promised to gaurd the Jarl. they lived there for a couple more years before his mother died of natural causes. He griefed for her so much he lost some of his acrherey skill. At the age of 21 he started his travels he was heading to his old home Solitude.
On the way he fought wolves and lots of bandits. He found dungeons,caves and towns. He mostly used his bow but occasionally he ran out of arrows that's when his coin purse came in handy. Arrows weren't cheap but he came up with a lot of money from his gaurd duty. He became popular with most people. He handed every truthful beggar a coin. He stopped off with supplies at a town or two and made a little stall for archery training. He made most of his money that way. The only people that hated him were orcs (To go with this it would be very nice if your an orc then you should not like me thank you) they were very racist calling him names like "Leather Skin" or "Fur Face".
At the age of 22 (i know kinda long journey then it's supposed to have been close to his Birthday)he reached Solitude and has opened a hopefully forever Archery Training Store. He sells Arrows and Bows but, also gives lessons to anyone and everyone who is willing. He now just noticed that someone has destroyed his shop.
