No_Mortale

Greetings,

It has been a long time since I have been active on LotC. I am returning with a new account. I request for the account to be whitelisted on the server as my old account Markdeevee is no longer the account I use. My new account is No_Mortale

Kind Regards,

Markdeevee

Very good piece of lore

Nessuno leans on a rail, calmly observing the goings on below in Malinor. Looking up between a gap in the trees, he smiles at the sun rays peering through.* "It is a good day today, no?" he asks no one in particular. A sudden change in the wind causes a chill to fall down his spine, shadows fall over the balcony. Nessuno looked up to see the foul outline of a black raven drifting down to mount the rail beside him. Looking calmly, yet suspiciously at the bird, he retrieves the contents of a message and begins to exam them. Nessuno's eyes grew dark, and a scowl falls across his face. "Iblees.." he spat venemously, "That name is foul.." He remembered his fathers past... the Black Hand... And the betrayal. "Never will I return..." He reaches into his bag, and pulls forth a small knife. Swiftly he sliced a fine line through the back of his hand, and dipping his gloved hand in the blood, smeared the sign... The sign of the Illuminus Obscura. "Never will the Gods have power like they did..." he whispered as he dispatched the bird with the message. 

Darkness fell. And all was quiet.

Imo: Lockpicking without a VA in the wilds doesn't work from an RP sense. How can an individual suddenly enter a new region, and gain the ability to lockpick, where elsewhere they where unable to. Doesn't make sense. Sorry

Blood slowly drips down the gloved hand of the Zodiac. A simple mark had been made upon the parchment... one of death....

Malinor Citizenship Application

Name: Nessuno Mortale

Truename ((MCName)): Markdeevee

Race: Elf/Human (Mother Celede was a High Elf, father Eziano was a Human)

Origin: Brought up amongst the Elves in Aegis, Malinor. Fled to Asulon, and abandoned to the monks in the Temple. Traveled abroad, lived temporarily in various places, including Malinor. I am currently residing in a home within Malinor.

What do you wish to become a citizen of Malinor: The people of Malinor are my people, and I have complete loyalty to them.

Do you agree to adhere to the rules of Malinor: I do

Skills: I am a skilled builder, trained by the Golden Harvest/Syndicate. Capable Swordsman. Very Adept in the use of Bow (Hand made Composit Bow) and Dagger. I have all around handyman skills, and the capasity to learn. I read and write proficiently, learning the skill in the cloud temple, and spend my spare time learning about the world in the many libraries around.

Name: Nessuno Mortale

Gender: Male

Is your character currently alive? Alive

If so, what is his/her age? 82

Race: Elf/Human

Biography: Nessuno

Mortale was born in the late days of Aegis, son of Eziano Mortale, daughter

of Celede the *****. He moved to Aegis with the mass exodus, and was

abandoned by his mother in the temple, where he was raised from the age of 6 to

approximately 18. He left and made his way around Asulon as a man of

fortune, and like many, survived his time to flee the land.

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Suggestion. Change the font colour. That dark blue is terrible to read. Use a light blue, or some other colour. Otherwise its rather good

Nessuno Mortale

Nicknames:

Age: 82

Gender: Male

Race: Elf/Human

Status: Alive

Description

Height: 5'11"

Weight: 76kg

Body Type: Muscular

Eyes: Brown

Hair: Black

Skin: Tanned

Markings/Tattoos: A small mark on his right wrist

Health: Fit as a fiddle

Personality: Intelligent, serious, witty, controling

Inventory: A small otf blade, and a bent steal longsword

Further Details:

Life Style

Alignment*: Chaotic Neutral/Chaotic Evil

Deity*: None

Religion: Illuminus Obscura

Alliance/Nation/Home Malinor

Job/Class: Man of Fortune

Title(s): Senior'

Profession(s): Builder, Farmer, Man of Fortune

Special Skill(s): Assassiation, Propaganda, and Trechery of all sorts. Nessuno is in physical prime, and is a practiced gymnast.

Flaw(s): Psychopathy (see VA for more info, no meta remember )

Magic*

Current Status:

Arch-type:

Sub-Type:

Rank:

Weakness(es):

Strength(s):

Current Spell(s):

Weaponry

Fighting Style: Covert

Preferred Weapon: OTF Knife

Favored Weapon: Long Sword

Archery: Composit Bow

Biography

Parents: Eziano Mortale, Celede the Wh*re

Siblings: Unknown

Children: None

Extended Family: Unknown

Pet(s): None

History

...Nessuno Mortale...the name Eziano his father gave him...meaning...’No Mortal’... Nessuno Mortale was an accident his father made back in the prime of Lauralin in Aegis. His mother Celedë was a local *****, and a beauty at that, who one night at the tavern caught his father’s eye, and made her wage for the night. Nessuno came about nine months later, to Celedë’s annoyance, but such was life. His mother settled down for a time, and raised Nessuno to the age of one, but her supply of Minas was dwindling, so she went back into her field of expertise.

Celedë was around during the day to care for Nessuno, but after he was put to bed she went out about her dark business. Nessuno was kept at home most of the day for the first ten years of his life,but as this half human, half elf matured he started to seek freedom. The sun fell behind the tree’s of Lauralin one night in the season of the Great Harvest. Nessuno had been left in the small tree him and his mother called home. Staring at the leaves above him from his bed, Nessuno started to become restless. He was curious, and fearless... Rising he climbed up the tree and looked out the way that his mother usually left to...work. He sat there for some minutes,wondering again, probably for the millionth time,about how his mother rolled in the Minas. Curiosity and courage combined and lead him out into the treetops high above the winding path his mother walked every night. Climbing along he eventually heard the sound of singing and music,along with the ruckus of restless and rowdy people.

Climbing lower in the trees Nessuno approached the noise and peeping through the tree canopy he saw the tavern. Bright lights, big men, elves, and little dwarves all conversed with each other, some on friendly terms, other’s not so much. Looking around he spotted her, his mother... Celedë was dressed provocatively and was surrounded by huge ugly men... One monster, swathed in a great oily mop of hair grasped her by her lovely blond hair and muscled her off to the side. Nessuno kept a steady gaze on the horrible situation his mother was in. Celedë kept up a pathetic smile as she was handled by this whale of a man, who was drowning in his own liqueur. Making a turn the man hustled her off around a corner into a small tree labelled ‘Kitchen’. Nessuno quickly re-positioned himself in the balcony until he was above his mother, and this horrible beast...He watched as his mother was abused in all dimensions, but let her be. He understood that this was how she kept him and herself alive, but regardless his blood boiled at how this man was handling her.

The man threw his mother violently on what looked like a kitchen table before returning to his business, bringing out a small cry from her. This pushed Nessuno over the edge, jumping down quietly he gasped the shelf behind him. His teeth gritted and his hands shook rapidly. Fumbling along the shelf he grasped a crude butcher knife tightly in his hand.Moving forward to the man he grasped his shoulder. Pulling with all his strength he turned the man around, and bringing his knife to bear he rendered it unto the man’s flesh. The swarthy man didn’t have time to cry as his throat was sliced to pieces by three consecutive cuts. Falling backwards slowly to the ground he left Nessuno standing there with his mother lying crying on the table. Leaning down he dipped his hand in the man’s blood, and smeared it along the kitchens trademark symbol... This image remained forever in his mind.

Due to his...actions... Celedë took Nessuno and fled Lauralin. They reached the Cloud temple and took refuge with the monks there. No one ever came after them, no one even suspected them.Together they joined in the exodus from Aegis, and arrived on the vessels in Asulon. His mother couldn’t deal with the sight of Nessuno anymore. His form brought back memories of that dreadful night that she just had to forget. She left him with the monks of the Cloud Temple and departed, what became of her Nessuno never knew...Nessuno for a time was a scribe in the temple, learning to read and write, but his lack of attention was his undoing. He was transferred to the kitchen, where he worked with the most unbearable soul in the business...The dwarf cook, Falthur, a bane in existence. It seemed that his life’s goal was to make Nessuno’s life as miserable as possible.

It was only two weeks into this job, and Nessuno was already driven to the edge of sanity. One day Falthur was screaming yet again at Nessuno. Slowly he zoned out to Falthur and his constant screaming in his face, during which flashbacks of that night returned. Rapidly before his eyes he saw the shelf, the man, the knife...the slices across his neck and chest, and the blood on the wall...Waking from his daydream he rubbed his hands together, to feel something...warm... He listened...there was no shouting... Looking down he saw his hands, stained in red, Falthur sliced to pieces, and the blood inscription on the wall. He stopped breathing for what seemed like a life time.

Slowly life returned.... He didn’t need Falthur... He didn’t need anything... Walking off slowly he left his past behind. He left the temple shortly after, never to be heard of by the monks, leaving the bloodied corpse of Falthur, and a legacy behind...

Artwork

Nessuno Mortale at Present

Nessuno Mortale at age 30

Nessuno's Signature Weapon, his custom OTF Knife - Triton

Cheaper house pricing is definately needed! In Asulon the average house was 10,000 minas + which is just rediculous. Have a set rubric of house prices, and go with it so people (like me) can stop living in a box and actually live in a normal house.

Big thanks Shift! You have done such a great job with the server, thanks!

If a plugin like this was to be introduced, it can't be restrictive.

Choosing a proffession like a 'Smith' for example should enable the player to make slightly better weapons, longer life ect. Or 'lumberjack' should enable a player to cut trees down quicker with weaker tools, because they are more experienced. It shouldn't restrict people, but rather give them a perk above others.

Farmer = better at farming

Lumberjack = Better at lumberjacking

Cook = Chance of double food drop

ect ect...

-Took a long break from coding then turned into a Fox.

Happens to me all the time

Surely you should put in a few scenarios for people applying for minor evils. Otherwise you will get the most sh*t players conning, stealing ect..

Also physical currency is far better. It enables money to be stored in chests. As well as physically stolen and exchanged.

I'm all for, as long as it doesn't end up like the Kings Road in Aegis where your chat got spammed by "you have entered <insert name>'s shop" "you have left <insert name>'s shop" every ten seconds

Randomly the Forum has been going down. Is this just me or?

This has been happening for me too a bit :-/ Hope it gets solved

((That music made my ears bleed ._. ))

On the whole the 'dream' was really good. I found I made connections with players I would never have even considered RPing with. Everyone was placed on a level pane, and everyong was equal. It was definately 'fun' just being able to play a basic smp game with RP incorperated. The unnecissary PVP was a little annoying. But if its being RP'd as a dream, all that does is turn the dream into a 'nightmare'. On the whole it was a good experience. 1+

First off I'm not an orc, and I have never played as an orc. But I would like to share my opinion anyway (if you don't mind)

Personally I believe a combination of the structured 'city' and the 'wargrounds' are needed.

1. Having a structured city enables players to have a central location in the orc nation in which to meet, trade, and build connections.

2. Having an orcish warground enables the players to construct and develope the constantly rivaling orcish rp

As you all know there are the two main types of orcs, Uruks and Goblins, Larger and Smaller.

What would be quite interesting would be to have Goblin clans living underground (in the large cave networks) kind of Moria style. Being smaller they are technically 'weaker' but they could mine, ect. While the Uruks live mainly above ground in the traditional clans. The Shaman's of course are the inteligent ones, and form the leadership, and do what Shamans do best. Having these more specific 'roles' will help define the different races. I agree that the wargrounds look like a dwarven sand city, hence the need to merge the two.

Anyway I'm done ranting. There are some ideas guys. Feel free to comment, edit and change the idea.

Peace

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MC Name:Markdeevee

Skype Name:((PM me on the forums if you wish to contact me via skype. I don’t want to display it in a public forum))

Why do you want to join? I used to be a member of the Black Hand (run by simonbane) and immensely enjoyed the ‘evil’ rp. My character Nessuno Mortale is a well seasoned villain, with an interesting background. I wish to expand his rp, and give him new opportunity.

How will you provide the guild and the LOTC community with a great RP experience? – I personally love working on long term projects. I worked for the Golden Harvest over about 4 months to infiltrate the Black Hand (I was a mole inside the Black Hand) which was immensely challenging, but I loved every minute. My character (Eziano Mortale Nessuno’s father) ended up being corrupted and allied himself with the Black Hand. This is the sort of rp I bring to LotC, and brought to both the Golden Harvest and the Black Hand. I introduce a very large depth of rp wherever I go, and strive to excel in everything rp.

What do you think are vitalin RP? (I.e Emotes, RP fights over MC fights etc)

Depth in rp is crucial. Just coming up to someone in the market and say a casual “Hi” simply isn’t adequate. For example you see an image of exactly what your character is doing, seeing him in minds eye: *stride confidently up to the merchant smilingand nodding in greeting* If that is what you imagine, then you need to emote, and portray it through every means at your disposal. My idea of RP is bringing imagination into being.

To break the Guild laws, or the Server laws is instant banishment unless in a specific circumstance where you are offered an appeal form by the Guild, do you understand this? – I Completely understand this<br style="mso-special-character: line-break;"><br style="mso-special-character: line-break;">

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RP name: Nessuno Mortale

Biography:

I was born in the dying days of Aegis, my mother a local *****~ in Lauralin, my father... I never knew. My mother Celedë raised me and cared for me like any mother should, but apparently I was too much of a burden for her. When we arrived in Asulon during the madness of the mass exodus I was abandoned to the monks of the Cloud Temple. I was trained as a scribe, and performed menial tasks for them. After a time I matured... and decided move on. I sought out my father’s past, which lead me to Alras, and the Golden Syndicate’s (formerly known as the Golden Harvest)fiefdom. I learnt of my father’s past from within the secure walls of the location, and learnt to farm, mine, and fight. I worked in the Golden Syndicatefor around 20 years, and gained many skills, but after a time I decided to leave civilization. I moved out into the wilds, and lived in a small farm that had constructed for about three years. I was about to go out in the morning to tend my crops when I became aware of the strong smell of smoke. Walking outside I saw great flames burning up my crop... Nothing remained. I returned once again to civilized regions, and search to find my place in society.

((this i shows how Nessuno portrays himself to those around himself. Read his VA to discoverhis true background, remembering no Meta..)

Personality: I am easy to get along with, work hard, and respect those around myself. I believe in a long hard day’s work, and true reward at the end.

((again read VA for a more accurate description))

Motives: I wish for a unified‘unit’ that protects those around themselves, supports themselves in life, and never betrays one another...

Aspirations: I have always aspired to live my life with no regrets, enjoying every moment of it<br style="mso-special-character: line-break;"><br style="mso-special-character: line-break;">

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You notice a rich foreign merchant in the markets browsing wares such as jewellery, weaponry and armor.You notice a stall owner has just walked away from his stall for a few moments, several guards are patrolling the area, the merchant walks towards the stall to browse its wares. To the North is a sewer grate you could escape through,though the guards seem to be patrolling it more than usual. How will you pull off this thievery?

Birds fly high above the market place, waiting for any moment to swoop down and ****** at any susceptible morsel. Smiling I admired their cunning, swooping by stalls, grabbing small fruit, even loafs at a time. I admired a particular pair of birds who seemed to work together to a degree... One would swoop down, attracting a store keepers attention, while the other moved in the back subtly to swipe a nice meal.

My focus sharpened on the stall ten paces to my right, I was the bird this time... But where was my bloody companion... A growing murmur in the crowd to my left was my signal. I turned and strode confidently towards the stall and stood in front of it. Guards rushed past and in the direction of the ever growing commotion, but the job was already done. Striding away from the crowd with my bag on back I grinned. Glancing to my left I observed a man being beaten down to the ground. Foolish man, I thought to myself, as he was beaten repeatedly. He was so easy to fool into thinking that the bard called him a wife beater... too bad...

The Upright Man has asked of you to steal a scroll from a house that is just outside the city limits of Alras, the house seems to be alive with laughter and drunken men, you look through a window to see the chest is in the room, while 5 drunken men sit around the fire telling war stories, they seem armed but drunk, you see in the corner of your eye a small hole in the roof into the room. The door hinges are old and rusty, it can be easily kicked down. How will you pull of this thievery?

Dusk had just fallen... And clouds drew around the ever dying sun, stifling any last cries. I walked slowly, considering ever step that drew me closer to the large oak door. Pausing on the door step I listened to the uproars of laughter coming from within. I rapped loudly on the door twice and waited. Suddenly the door swung open and three burly men, who I dare say must have been half drowned in mead burst out yelling out all sorts of obscene comments. I paused for a moment, caught slightly off foot, but burst out laughing at the scene, “Hello gentlemen! May I join in your merryness?” I exclaimed loudly at the very drunk men. A roar of laughter burst out from them, and then a loud voice from inside cried, “Why the hell not boys!”And I was literally swept off my feet into the house.

Plopping myself down in a large chair I exclaimed, “So men, what is the occasion for this merryment?” A abnormally large man rose from his chair, swathed in animal skin robes and exclaimed, “Why the hell shouldn’t we be merry?!?” And laughing plopped back down in his chair. “Well gentlemen, since this is a very merry occasion, let’s see who can be the merryest, aye!” I exclaimed loudly, before proceeding to pore numerous drinks for the men.

Three hours later: I sat quietly in my chair, looking slowly around the room. All was quiet... I slowly lifted up the cover of my pouch, to stare in contempt at the small scroll sitting at the bottom. All too easy... I rose and marched confidently out the front door into the night, leaving the horrid stench of alcohol behind...

An old man has taken rest from his travels under a tree, his bag is to the left of him, he appears to have a dagger on him. In the far distance you see some travellers coming, though they are still a far while off. How will you pull of this thievery?

Reading the scenario in front of myself I knew what had to be done. Ernal Hornhammer was the ‘old man’ who sat exhausted under the tree, I had been tracking him for several days now. Within the pouch on his belt is a scroll with crucial information exposing the Thieves Guilds, something that simply couldn’t be released...

I veered from my path off into a field on the side, and crouched among the long wheat. The travelers came closer and I sighed in annoyance. These where the contacts that Ernal was attempting to give theinformation to. My eyes narrowed to slits as I focused on Ernal’s pouch, waiting for the scroll to be handed to one of these messengers. I knew the routine, one would get it, and they would all split off in all directions, if I missed the drop, I might as well slit my own wrists... Time slowed down and tension grew... THERE! I saw the scroll passed quickly to a blond haired boy. Suddenly they all ran down various paths, but I had my eye on him. Raising my hood I rose from my location, and sprinted towards the boy, ignoring Ernal.

I heard a cry to my left, and glanced over to see Ernal rising to pursue me, but I had to ignore him and continue. By the time my focus was on the blond boy he had full knowledge that he was being pursued and accelerated quickly. I threw off my empty bag to free myself, and gaining full momentum I closed in on the boy. Flicking a knife from my wrist I flung it with all my might towards the boy. The blade flung through the air piercing the boys thigh, bringing him down to the ground. My sword flashed and my job was almost complete, but for one factor...

Turning I saw Ernal running at full pace towards me, sword flashing towards me. I dove out of the way snatching the scroll from between the boys limp fingers. The blade calved a deep slice through my shoulder, but with legs free I fled into the treeline...

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Note: Please PM me on the forums in response. Also read my VA! http://www.lordofthe...632#entry395632

It will explain a lot more about my character that my character would never reveal IC. Always remember... No meta

Thanks

Markdeevee

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MC Name: Markdeevee

Duty you'd like to apply for: My character is a half caste elf/human. I personally am adapt at building technical structures, not so much redstone, but architecturally complicated. I'm slightly obsessed with symetrical architecture, and using unique shapes such as domes, and diamonds (the shape) So having said this I would like to work on Elf, and Human structures, preferebly on large scale (banks, hotels, palaces) though I am quite happy to be used wherever.

Concepts: Like I said above I am into technical architecture, unique colour themes, and challenging designs. If i am given a basic theme, I could design anything from an enormous palace, to intricate gardens.

Other works: I have been a long time member of the Golden Harvest/Syndicate. I was a key designer in the Alras GH fiefdom, creating a beautiful location and HQ for the guild. Unfortunately in my short time away from lotc dwarves destroyed the place.. But that is LotC. I have also been involved in Architecture and design for the Illuminus Obscura, simonbane 's guild, which involved religious structures. Whenever I play SP Its to create structures, so design and architecture is my main focus within minecraft.

Do you have teamspeak?:(Microphone not required.): Yes I do, and I also have microphone

MC Name- Flapman

IG Name- Goron_Feraso

Past Experience (Within LotC, Guilds, Jobs, ect) Back in the old days of Aegis I was a farmer and a former lieutenant of the Knights of the Flame. We got crushed by the undead...

What you expect from the Golden Harvest A fun way to get started again in the new world ((I haven't played in a few months, but I am going to be active on a daily basis again)), earning some minas and meeting some new people.

Your personal goals with and beyond the Harvest I want to become one of the most important farmers and eventually buy a house in one of the main cities.

Any Skill sets you will be bringing? (This isn’t required but could be of note, eg Lvl 40 Swords) I have got 25 Archery and 20 Farming.

Do you agree to all the rules stated above? Ofcourse. I also like Diamonds&Gold

Time Zone: GMT+1

Come around to our location. Give a shout and I will see if you have what we are looking for

NM

I must say I would be intrigued to join such a society. My VA tells all. Hopefully my character fits the bill