Eledyr

Well hopefully we learned something from this, namely that creating back ups is a necesity. Also I fear that I have to agree with Arik, a solution needs to be found because otherwise the server will never be reinstated into what it was before. (I know that finding a solution would not be an easy task)

*Chosokabe Konishi is looking over the map of the village when one of his servants arrives with a letter* So, a furmer wishes to juun our cause and become a part of uur clan? *He takes out a piece of paper and writes down with grace, Accepted welcome to the Clan* Give our new member this letter and tell him to come to me as soon as he arrives at the island ((seanni22 you have been accepted))

8/10 for the happy chap mr assasin

(( So it can't be the same character?

((Would I have to reapply, or can I play as my former qyn character from the other server?))

While I do understand you...sir, our goals is , at least as far as I know, helping people. And while you say that our goal is not to be 'known' I do think that being now is an important factor. How can people come to us with their troubles when they don't know where to go? And even if they do know us there are hardly any members of the order let alone people that have studied enough to actually help them. In case you haven't noticed there has not been a single new pupil latly and the current members are either to thin spread or no were to be found at all! Do not get me wrong ...Sir after all I am just, like you said, a pupil. However I have been in training for a long time now and I know what I speak of so maybe you could find it in yourself to listen to me

*a young looking man, dressed in the robes of a cleric enters* Good sirs, I overheard your conversation and , tho I am not yet of the rank of cleric, I think you are right. People don't know us, we cannot help them for they do not know that we are there for them. This is a problem that has got to be fixed if this order wants to survive, otherwise we will fail and our cause will go to waste...

OOC- -MC name*: nikias_1996 -Do you have a VA, and if no are you willing to make one?*: I do not have a VA as of yet, one will be made later on since this is a new character. -Do you promise to obey to the OOC rules?*: Yes I do -Do you have Skype? ((For communications sake))*: Yes I do have skype and you are already in my contacts list IC- -RP name: Heril -What do you wish to join as, why?: I want to be a Haze, I am small and fast. Running from evil guards and merchants I have been doing for my entire life. These evil men want to catch me for stealing their food and clothes, they chase me all around but cannot catch me. I can also move silently like a cat. -What can you bring to the Frozen Thorns, what are you skilled in?: Like I wrote before, my skill is being fast and sneaky. I learned them by having to take care of myself ever since my parents left me alone in Arethor. I can defend myself as well from animals and guards. I am also quick with my mind and can think of traps and sneak routes easily. -Race and Sex: Elf, Male -Do you swear to follow the rules of the Frozen Thorns? Refusing to do so will amount in your death.: I swear -Do you have any previous or current loyalties?: Nay, I lived alone all my life Situational RP Question ((Choose the one appropriate to the Rank you wish for.)) Haze--- You are ordered to go to a certain Arethor noble and get the money he owes you for weapons by any means you deem necessary. The rain clatters on the stone bricks in arethor, creating a curtain of water. It is cold even for this time of year and most peoples are inside their homes. Yet there he stands, a boy, his face hidden in his hood. He is waiting but on what people can only guess. When someone tries to approach him he remains still and quiet. After while the guards don't even notice him anymore. He has become a part of the scenery. Then suddenly he moves, he walks away from the fountain towards The inner city. His walking turns into running as if he is trying to convince his legs that he is going the right way. The boy is obviously fast for his age but there is also something else that doesn't seem right. someone that would pay attention would realise that his footsteps don't make any noise at all. After running for a while the boy stops and turns towards a house, he has finally arrived. It took Heril a lot of time to convince himself to come to this house. He knows that if he won't do this he will be punished severly but still. When he looks at the house he can feel the sweat running from his back. It is so cold. Heril realises that he cannot stand there for a long time, maybe someone will notice him. Heril knocks on the door, three short knocks. And then he waits, his hand on his back, cluthing the hilt of a small yet dangerous dagger. When the owner of the house, a wealthy looking man with a large moustache, open the door and sees the boy he is surprised. That moment of surprise is just enough for Heril. He takes out the dagger and motions the man to be queit and go inside. When the door is closed the man looks at Heril and speak; What ta 'ell are ye doing here ye little bastard?! How dare you point that weapon at me? Heril is confused by the man an starts stammering, You..N-need to p-p-pay or else! Or else what hu? You gonna sting me with that little toy of yours? The man replys. Heril is starting to get scared, he had no idea that the man wouldn't coöperate. Heril points the dagger at the man and makes a decision. He storm forward trying to stab the man in his guts. Sadly for him the man is way bigger then him and has the muscles that are normal for an ex guard. The man kicks heril in the stomach and sends him flying accros the room. He then reaches for the large butcher knife lying on the table next to him. Heril realises that the only thing he can do now is try and get away...alive. Heril reaches for his dagger but before he can reach it he sees the butcher knife comming right at him. He dodges and stands up. He looks around the room and grabs what is closest to him, an iron bucket and smashes it on the mans head as hard as he can. He then dashes towards the front door and screams when he realises that it is locked. He then runs towards the stairs, just dodging the man and his buthcer knife. He runs towards the closest window and jumps trough it. He lands on his feet and runs away from the main city towards the walls. Not looking back, he realises that he has failed his assignement. He slowly walks back, fearing for whatever punishment he might receive

*picks up a note and puts it in the pocket of his robes, he then wanders off towards his home thinking of what he read. at home he re-reads the document and takes out his pipe. While smoking he realises that this might have been what he has been waiting for all along.* ((application incomming, going to be edited in this post))

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