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((Cont.)) He had sailed alone back to the mainland, a feat that had almost left him dead. He had used the small coast-hugger, a ship not meant for the deep seas, yet the only ship that he could sail alone. Another ship found him slowly floating towards Salvusian seas. He managed his way back to Stoneguard, greeting his beloved wife with a kiss and a hug, her belly large with child. He had stayed a week, or was it two? He couldn't remember, he was too happy to remember. He had told her of the island, of the wealth he had found, they were both joyous of the finding and had decided once the child was born, they would all set sail for Farport. The twins were born with relatively no difficulty, they had waited a month before sailing back so that Lily was once more in proper condition. Their children, Ronaldo, Horatio and Harriet were given a very comfortable place in the ship hull with Lily looking after them. Lysle, three builders and one farmer slept in the Captains quarters, a tight squeeze but he needed them. They had arrived two weeks quicker than it had first taken him, although this time he knew the way. Lysle had agreed to allow the builders to return to the mainland for further supplies and men, after of course, they had studied the landscape. They took one of the larger ships, and ofcourse, after much time waiting, they returned with many more men. So the reconstruction began of Farport. The buildings toppled and collapsed as Lysle and the builders demolished the old homes, leaving a wave of dust to blow through town. The architects worked late into the night drawing many different housing designs, the farmers spent the days sowing seeds and reaping the rewards, sharing them with everyone. The builders began to dig out the foundations, working in groups and using many amounts of rope to heave up the huge logs for the support beams of the new homes. Lysle sat at a desk in an open field with the architects, his wife and three children. He sipped at his tea, his right eye socket itched, even after 2 years without a right eye, it was hard to adjust. Ronaldo walked around, barely able to on his own but he was making significant progress, Lily clutched Horatio and Harriet to herself. The architects passed along a parchment to him of blueprints. Lysle nodded in agreement and looked up at the homes currently being constructed. His gaze turned to the sea, this is his land, his domain.

His ship had slammed into the rocks on the southern side of the island. Most of the small and meagre crew he had aboard knew naught on how to swim and quickly drowned, yet thanks to Roland, he knew how and swam to safety, narrowly avoiding death from the jutting rocks. He dragged himself onto the sand, thankful his feet could touch land once more after 2 months at sea. He had set sail in search of a fabled island on the edge of the world. He had first heard these stories in Farborough, and after spending much of his minas on ship and crew, to only lose them, he had found it. Lysle quickly made his way through the pine trees and up the steep mountain, the biting cold did not bode well with his drenched self. He finally stood at the top, his lungs burning furiously and as he looked down upon the Island from its highest peak, his heart leapt from his chest. Before him lay a mighty fleet of mismatched vessels, coast-huggers, galleys and lastly a Grande Galleon, all docked at the village of Farport. The furthest port in the known world. Yet as his eyes gazed down in excitement and lust, he felt something was wrong, the island for all its worth had no activity, his eyes further opened as he noticed the docks, streets and ships were littered with corpses. Lysle had made his way to town, stepping over the bodies with a handkerchief to his nose and mouth, blocking out some of the dreadful stench of death. He shortly discovered it was a raid, if anything. Sailors of Holm lay scattered here and there, weapons in hands and their guts opened. Behind the lines of sailors were the peasants, husbands torn away from their wives as they no doubt were carried away to a horrible and long death, the women that were still there clutched their children in the moments of their death. Lysles heart churned with hatred, he watched the open plains and stared at the large Kharajyrian manor dominating the land. Odd in the fact all those dead are humans. He slowly entered the manor, the garden grounds stained in blood. The wooden door creaked open and a corpse fell forward onto him, an arrow in its skull and protruding from its eye. Lysle quickly threw the corpse onto the ground and entered the out-of-place home. It was barricaded in every doorway and window, dozens of bodies were littered all over the floor, the jungle wood now painted a dark dry red. It seems the sailors made the last stand here. He walked up the elegant and haunting staircase to find at the top a body decapitated, it's head sitting on a silver plate. The body leaned against the wall, and his most loyal around him. "Admiral Shu Jing, Eortis does not favour you" was written on a parchment pinned to his chest. Lysle began the long and lengthy progress of burning the bodies, several mounds of them burnt outside the town. Alone with a town and fleets worth of wealth, on the edge of the world. ((Just writing about how my character discovered Farport. I will be continuing this at a much later date since I plan on reconstructing and repairing Farport. Excuse any mistakes, this was written on an Iphone, I added the picture once I got onto the computer.))

Lysle comes across the note and quickly pins down a hurried response. "I have in my possession a book of which there is only one, a diary of a Necromancer during the Undead War in Aegis, it details his coming of Necromancy up until his defeat, including that of Lichdom, spells and glyphs. Alas I am selling this, not donating, I require materials and not mina. The Tome of Thermodos will be sold to the highest bidder. I wish building materials, I care naught for gems and metals."

((The flyers weren't stuck up, but scattered everywhere. I would find it VERY hard to manage to take each one of them all down))

((I said it was OOC if you read. On more than one occasion I've heard someone on TS boast Their character has 'Undead Blood'. Edit, just to reduce bumping with OOC. He is related, but the term in which people use Undead Blood is different. I wouldn't say I have Zombie blood if my relative turned into a zombie. Undea are essentially magical zombies with thought))

((Just like to speak up about the whole 'undead blood' thing. It is impossible. Undead don't have a 'blood' as it were, nor can they reproduce as their organs, flesh so forth is deteriorating and rotting. Undead necromancers were just 'normal' people but their was mind corrupted and twisted to the will of Iblees. Even if the miracle and impossible happened that an undead reproduced, it would either be born dead and if the even more impossible happened, the baby would have normal racial blood. I say this because of OOC claims some have Undead blood, not because of IC. Tl;dr you can be a relative of an undead, just not born from one, and to have 'Undead blood' is nigh impossible.))

Lysle moves close to the flyer, catching one and walking back home as he reads. A smirk grows wide across his thin pink lips. He looks up as he passes an ancient pillar, noticing flyers are tacked onto it. He muses aloud to himself "I have already won the game" As he nears Stoneguard, he recalls the night it all started, 'twas only a year ago, if only his daughter had not been so moronic to challenge the master at his own game...

((By this time it is rather obvious I have an informant within the guild. I didn't want to say until I would be forced to, of which I have. Reasons being is unintentional OOC influence within RP))

((Complaints of Metagame have been solved. This information was gained through RP interactions legitimately. All information can once more be used on this bounty.))

Out-Of-Character: -Minecraft Account Name: Timgie -How old are you?: 17 -Time-Zone/Country of Residence: 10+ Australia -Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes -Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I am a RPG lover and love to go out im not really good at describing myself so yeah... -How much time could you be on the server weekly?: 25+ hours -How long have you played minecraft?: 6 months -What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I have rp'ed alot when i was younger and had a break from it and want to get back into it. Ive been rp'ing since i was 13. Mostly rp on games -What do you expect this server will be like?: A awesome experience where i can fully immerse myself into the world of Aegis -What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: Sovereign - My bf wanted me to join Lord of the Craft so i left Sovereign -Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: Yes and the lore is pretty cool -Name the 4 races on this server. Human, Elf, Dwarf, Orc -How did you hear about us?: My bf -Did you vote?: Yes -What was your favourite Law?: No griefing -What was your least favourite Law?: I didn't have a least favourite -What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name? Jessica In-Character: -Character Name: Jessica -What is your Race?: Human -Lordofthecraft.net/forum forum account: Jessica -Biography: Jessica only grew up with a mother and never knew her father, she eventually moved in with her nan and aunt who were very verbally abusive to her and sometimes physically but now shes moved out and has started a life of her own and to forget what dwells in the past. -Character Age: 23 -Character Appearance: Pale with short blonde hair and big bright green eyes. Often times wearing a blue and white outfit -Character Personality: Smart but with no common sense and therefor no one sees her brilliance hidden within -Your ambitions: To become well known and loved by all -Can your character read or write?: Yes -Can your character mine?: Yes -Are you a capable builder? No -Can you wield a sword?: Yes -Enjoy Farming?: Yes -Does your character have any special skills?:] No -A screenshot of your skin: http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/83 ... 21219.png/ -Other Information: No

Out-Of-Character: -Minecraft Account Name: Timgie -How old are you?: 17 -Time-Zone/Country of Residence: 10+ Australia -Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes -Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: curly haired girl in her late teens, brown eyes, loves metal and reading. -How much time could you be on the server weekly?: 3-10 hours+ -How long have you played minecraft?: 3 months -What do you know about roleplaying?: Ive roleplayed alot before in other games so i think i have a good grasp of it -What do you expect this server will be like?: Lots of fun and a great RP experience -What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: Sovereign, I left because my Boyfriend joined this server -Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes -Name the 4 races on this server: Human, Orc, Elf & Dwarf -How did you hear about us?: My Boyfriend -What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name?: Jessica In-Character: -Character Name: Ebony -What is your Race?: Human -Biography: Ebony only grew up with a mother and never knew her father, she eventually moved in with her nan and aunt who were very verbally abusive to her and sometimes physically but now shes moved out and has started a life of her own and to forget what dwells in the past. -Character Age: 22 -Character Appearance: Pale with short blonde hair and big bright green eyes. Often times wearing a blue and white outfit -Character Personality: Smart but with no common sense and therefor no one sees her brilliance hidden within -Your ambitions: To become well known and loved by all -Can your character read or write?: Yes -Can your character mine?: Yes -Are you a capable builder?: No -Can you wield a sword?: Yes -Enjoy Farming?: Yes -Does your character have any special skills?: No -A screenshot of your skin: http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/834/20110717221219.png/ -Other Information: