Phog

Too OP

Heinrich sees the note and begins to count slowly in his head... he could have been 250 minas richer if he had kept their heads.

Heinrich stands in the main hall of the Carrion's keep. He looks out over the village and frowns. The strelts had been speaking of rumors of total war against the Teutons. If the rumors were true, Heinirich was ready. It quickly dawned on Heinrich that the village would need expanding; many more hovels would be needed to accomodate the former Tetuons that would be falling under House Carrion as strelts. Heinrich's frown quickly turns into a large smile. It would be a fun war indeed. Crow over Cross, Peasant over Knight. Carrion Stronk.

Heinrich comes upon the poster in Salvus and smiles, thinking to himself that he likes the look of the boat. He shakely scrawls his name in a barely legible font followed by a number. "Heinrich - 500"

Dimitri wanders through human lands with nothing but a small rucksack at his side. As he stumbles upon the note at Father Edward's manor he takes a moment to read it. After reading he produces a crumbled piece of parchment, ink well, and feather from his sack. He then procedes to scribble his application in basic handwriting that looks almost childlike in nature. After finishing his application he attaches it under the original note and heads to the nearest inn to await the response. OOC MC Name: XxPhogxX IC Your Name: Dimitri Tell us about yourself ((Short Biography)): I was born in the early reign of Godfrey. My parents were and still are farmers that help cultivate the land outside of Arethor. As such I grew up in a poor house and we never had much. From the time I was able to walk, I aided my parents in cultivating the land. We often ate only one meal a day and I received no formal schooling. Everything I know was taught to me by the Church during and after the weekly masses my family attended. As I grew older the crops stopped growing and my parents became more desperate. By the time I grew to seventeen years of age, my parents had become indebted to the local count to the point that they would never be free of the debt. With this in mind I decided to set out to new lands in search of fortune. The reason I am applying for this guard position is two fold: firstly I wish to generate coin to send home to my parents and secondly I wish to return the good-will the church has given me over the years by serving in its defense. Why you want to join?: I wish to serve the Creator through service in this guard. What you want to achieve: I only wish to serve the Creator well, and make enough coin to support my family. Reims Guard Oath: I Dimitri pledge my blade to the Holy Bishopric of Reims, and to serve and protect the land which the Creator hath blessed. I swear upon the Holy Lorraine Cross that I will follow the Church of the Faith's teachings faithfully and dutifully, I will attend Mass every Elven Week and show respect to members of the Clergy and fellow defenders of the Bishopric of Reims.

MC Name: XxPhogxX RP Name: Krunk

What is the current situation regarding Mirtok as a character?

I left because there is a significant amount of OOC pressure on the Hochmiester. When I became Hochmiester I assumed that roleplaying in the Order would continue to be as fun as it had always been, but I was wrong. As the Hochmiester I was trying to create fun RP for everyone in the Order by starting conflicts with other factions because many of the Sariants were complaining about being bored. These small conflicts got out of hand and a number of people in Oren, including Sariants, became upset with me OOC for things that had happened IC. I don't come on this server to have people yell at me in OOC, I come to have fun and RP with my friends. I don't need for people to yell at me for things that happen in a game. This, coupled with the fact that Mirtok, who was banned at the time and still is, was also attempting to control how roleplay happened through OOC means also turned me off from wanting my character to be the Hochmiester. As such I decided that being Hochmiester was not something that I wanted to pursue because the OOC stress and apparent responsibilities make it so that RP is no longer fun. I hope this answers your question.

Dain stands in the small sand pit in the new Teutonic Order fortress. The Hochmiester's helmet sits at his feet. The Sariants of the Order stand around him, eagerly awaiting his speech. Dain clears his throat, quieting the room. "Sariants of the Teutonic Order... Due to the recent events in the Empire, I have had a realization of sorts. I will be blunt in my explanation, Sariants, but please do not hate me for my honesty. The Emperor has thrown us aside, lads. The Rose are his new play things. I realized this when I was shot in the street by one of the Rose and nothing was done about it. This information, along with the fact that the Emperor allowed for Sariants to be attacked and killed by the Rose during the siege of Fort DeNurem and nothing was done about it, has lead me to this conclusion. We have lost our status as the elite of Oren. We are nothing more than common soldiers, worthy only of being practice for the Rose. As we have been abandoned by Godfrey, I have come to a second conclusion. The Emperor is no God. He is only a man. For if he was God, he would not have left us to die. We served him without question and with fervor for so many years, and this is how he has repayed us. A God would have taken care of his chosen people, but not Godfrey. Godfrey is no more than a man with a crown looking for the group he can manipulate to do his bidding. As I look at the facts laid before me, I have made a decision. I am resigning from the position of Hochmiester and from the Teutonic Order as a whole. I relinquish all of my power to HochLieter Mirtok. Brothers... I pray that you do not hate me for the choices I make. I am going to forge my own path in this world, free of manipulation. I shall do what I please. But before I go I urge you all to consider what you are doing with your lives. I have thrown much of my life away in service to Godfrey. I have slain many men in his name. I hope that you all have the courage to decide whether the path you are taking in life is your own or someone elses. With that, Brothers I shall leave you. I wish you all the best of luck in whatever path you choose with your lives. Goodbye." Upon finishing speaking Dain walks out of the room and out of the fortress. The Hochmiester's helmet sits in the sand.