The Order Of The Silver Shovel

[Valon (Yokey) 168]

 

The Order of the Silver Shovel

 

The Order of the Silver Shovel is a guild of vigilantes, formed at the
beginning of Anthos. It was formed by one Joey Brownbelt, Grand
Shovel of the Order. This Joey Brownbelt would pass this title on
from father to son, until it recently reached Johannas Brownbelt,
aspiring dancer and jerky-maker. His father recently passed (Pumpkin
god bless his soul), before so confiding in Johannas the well kept
secret of the guild.

 

The Beginning

Joey Brownbelt was a tall halfling, very bright, and had an
unnatural love for adventure for a hobbit folk. Now, Joey made his
living as a shepard, tending the flocks of his adult life. Joey had
developed quite the skill with the shovel, having to fight off “Tha
Bad-Nasties.” Joey loved his life, for the most part. You see, deep
inside him was a need to explore, to accomplish, to become a hero.
Joey often fantasized about becoming a hero. His many books and
stories of great warriors and hero's only strengthened this
deep-seeded need. Joey became determined to become a hero. He and a
few of his friends were digging, a favorite pastime of theirs, when
they heard a loud shriek.

 

Joey and his friends rushed to the sound, shovels in hand. Their
female-friend, Gina, was being carried off by a human slaver! Joey
and his friends charged forward, much to the amusement of the slaver.
Alas, their shovels were no use. The slaver plucked them up too,
locking them in cages to be sold to whatever sick bastard might show
up at the auction. They were fed the leftovers, apple cores, melon
rinds, whatever was left over. They often sighed at their shovels,
five simple feet away in the drivers seat.

They were sold at their first auction. Chained and lost, the four waddled
their way to the home of their new owner. As they stepped inside,
they were greeted by a kind face, not of which they expected at all.
The woman unbound them, and gave them food and water. She explained
that she saw them on the stage, and was horrified at the auction for
selling “Ya'll cute lil' geys.” She let them go, to the unseen
eyes of the slaver who captured them. He saw his chance, and ran to
them. They bolted back the the house, where the woman claimed they
were running an errand for her. The slaver didn't buy it.

Joey and his friends left once more, this time under the cover of night,
armed with shovels. About halfway down the beaten dirt road, they
turned around to see light, and tall flames licking at the sky. The
four sprinted back, to the sight of a black, ashen house. They found
no trace, except for the slavers whip. The four rushed back to
Lenfarthing, promising never to speak of this again.

The Order's Forming

Joey and his two friends resumed their place around the table within
the crop storage house, their meeting place. They got into a heated
argument about the transpired events, griping about how they needed
to do something. Precisely what Joey did. He and his friends decided
to pick up their shovels, and find their courage, and stop crime with
the stroke of a flat gardening tool. They decided on the crophouse as
their meeting place. They began traipsing around Lenfarthing in masks
and vests, swinging their shovel whenever crime reared it's ugly
head. Unfortunately, crime was shovel-retardant. The three had
terrible luck, and began hiring other halflings, and human children
they thought were halflings. As the Order grew to a size of seven,
they began to organize it a bit more. This is where the Order began

The Passing

As the founder of the Order, Joey held the title “Grand Shovel”
He said he would pass it on to his son, Joseph, when the time came.
After 5 years of the Order, Joey fell ill. He told his son everything
about the Order, and how he was to become Grand Shovel. Joseph
couldn't keep the members together, and had to hire new ones. He kept
a book on the lore his father told him about the Order. Joseph did
everything like his father. He added to the book, writing all the
leadership techniques he learned, all the stuff about the Order. He
allowed all the races in, so long they were small in stature. Joseph
kept the Order alive. He gave commands, and the Order thrived under
the leadership and power of Joseph's shovel.

 

 

Current

Joseph waited till his last breath to tell Johannas. He never wanted
Johannas to have to spend his entire life on this hellish world. But
the time had come, and Joseph had to pass the knowledge. Joseph
handed Johannas the book, and gave a breif explanation of his new
responsibilities. Joseph died holding the hand of his son, eyeing the
book that consumed his life.

 

Johannas
stared at the book. Sure enough, all the previous members left,
leaving Johannas to employ his own set of heroes.

 

 

Ranks

Grand Shovel – The title one can only achieve by being one of the
Brownbelt Bloodline. The Grand Shovel directs the Order, and handles
the larger groups of criminals. The Grand Shovel is always based in
Lenfarthing. The Grand Shovel is also the head of the Upper Shovels.

 

Upper Shovel – This title is one coveted by every halfling who joins the
order. Only a halfling can hold this position. The Upper Shovels work
towards planning takedowns, coordination of members, and they are
consultants to the Grand Shovel.

 

Sideways Shovel – This is a upper-intermediate rank. Sideways Shovels train
new members to fight with the shovel. They also teach how NOT to
kill. Sideways Shovel's work in groups to take down murderers. This
rank is accessible to any race.

 

Dirty Shovel – This is the basic member rank. From here, you are allowed
to fight petty criminals, and hand them over to the law. You are
given your standard uniform and stone shovel here. This rank is
accessible to any race.

 

Uniform (Feel free to texture or color it):

 

Spade – The new member rank. Spade's are trainees, and are not allowed to
fight criminals yet. This rank is accessible to any race.

 

Rules

1. Obey all higher ranked than you

   
       

2. You may not fight criminals until given the permission by an Upper Shovel.
       

   
       

3. You must be under 5 ft in height to join.

   
       

4. You will be stationed where the Grand Shovel puts you, no questions.

   
       

5. You may not join if you have a VA. I make this guild to provide VA-Free RP.

   
       

6. Treat other members with respect, no matter the rank ((Ooc too, guys))

   
       

7. You must fight with only a shovel.

   
       

8. ((Ooc: HAVE FUN WITH IT))
       

 

 

Application

MC Name:

 

IC Name:

 

Race:

 

Age:

 

Height:

 

Do you have a VA?:

 

 

What is your characters reason for joining?:

 

((I will also recruit you IG if I see fit.))

 

FER GLORY! AN' LENFARTHIN'!

[TheRoyalOnion(Aris) 101]

Sheriff Aris Disapproves!

[Valon (Yokey) 168]

You're the sheriff, we deliver the bad guys to you! Just sit back and let us handle this.

[TheRoyalOnion(Aris) 101]

You're the sheriff, we deliver the bad guys to you! Just sit back and let us handle this.

Who do you think I am? Tibb?! I ain't 'bout that easy life man.

[Free The Hobbits 859]

I can see this going badly

[Aptrotta 162]

Bartley can see this is many many burnt down burrows

[Bristlebranch 808]

MC Name: CharlieHorse23/InfinityPlus7

 

IC Name: Sabian Shortstraw

 

Race: Dominant Race (Halfling)

 

Age: 5

 

Height: ! Uhm... 5 Year Old Halfling, probably 1' 1" - 1' 4"

 

Do you have a VA?: VAs are for chumps.

 

What is your character's reason for joining?: He wants to help people and go new places.

[Valon (Yokey) 168]

You'll be made a Spade for a while due to age. I'm working on some fun RP for Spades though.

[Anawkin 247]

(( Looks good! Best of luck to your guild!))

[Boomack21 124]

This current Guild has been deemed inactive and has hereby been moved.

If you wish to appeal this decision you must present evidence to myself proving the guild is still active.