Kal Dellexe

Thank you!

Whenever I try to connect to the server (using both mc.lotc.co and login.lordofthecraft.net) I get this message: Failed to connect to the server Outdated server! I'm still on (0) So is the server just down or is something else going on? Thank you for any help.

So first off, I had a character on this server about three years ago (maybe two and a half) on this account. I'm going to take a guess and say after a couple years my account is no longer whitelisted. I currently can't get on the server for some reason to check. - So I'm applying again, but with the same account. I'm also creating a new character, since my old one basically existed specifically to fight against the Undead or for them (depending on his mood). Judging from the recent lore they aren't really a big problem anymore. What’s the name of the Minecraft account you're applying for?: - Dellexe What's your MAIN Minecraft Account name?:- Dellexe Do you agree to follow the rules on your new account?: Yes You understand you can not be on both of these accounts at once?: Since it's one account I don't see how that'll be an issue. You understand that if one account is banned, so will the other(s)?: Yup. In-Character Information Now you actually make your character - be creative but stay reasonable! Make sure they make sense and that they follow lore. Try to come up with a character that you actually want to play. What’s your character called?: - Eremor What race are they (and sub-race)?: - Elf, of the Wood variety. What sex are they?: - Male How old are they?: - 76 Give us a brief description of their life - their story, childhood, family: - Eremor was once an ordinary Wood-Elf, but was physically changed as a result of his encounter with an unnamed and usually solitary Daemon (see long RP stuff below, I'm not butchering your lore I promise. :P). Since his changing, he has been distrusted and shunned by others. He lives in solitude deep in the forest now, away from those who might reject him for his appearance. What are they like (personality)?: - Quiet. Doesn't like others and prefers to keep to himself. Driven. Ruthless when neccessary or provoked. What are their ambitions?: - To wait until he is either accepted, or his role is revealed. Do they have any special skills?: - Archery. What are their weaknesses?: - Eremor is cold. He is impassionate after a life of being an outcast and mistrusted. He will not accept help from most people, even if he needs it. Give us a description of how they look (not a screenshot yet!)?: - Dark clothes/leather armour. White hair with a black streak through it. Dark eyes. Might be confused for a Shade, but oh well. Anything else you want to say about them?: - He likes bacon. Please give us a screenshot of your character’s skin: - Profile picture. RP time! Yeah! Eremor trotted through the forest, the comfortable weight of his bow bouncing against his back with each quick stride. Golden sunlight filtered through the leafy canopy far above, casting dusty beams through the shade. How did I get here? Eremor thought, sending up a scattering of leaves as he skidded to a halt. The last thing I remember is- "Going to sleep?" a strange, reverberating voice said. Eremor spun around, nocking and draw his bow in one smooth motion. His eyes searching diligently for whatever creature just spoke. What in Aeriel's name could sneak up on me like that? He thought as his heart hammered in his chest. "Me." The voice came once again from behind Eremor. He spun again, loosing an arrow behind him as he turned. "Who are you?" he demanded, drawing another arrow. "A better question would be: What am I? And put that weapon down. You can't do anything to me with it. Not here, anyways." Eremor didn't put the bow down, but did release some of the draw on the bow. Slowly he turned towards where the mysterious voice had come from most recently. "Alright." He said., "What are you?" "Ah, so you do listen sometimes." the voice said, a tone of amusement present in its strange tones. "I am a Daemon, one who has interest those like you." "Those like me?" Eremor asked, still searching for the source of the voice. "What do you mean by that?" The voice laughed. "That would be giving away too much too early. Sometime in the future I'll need followers to do my work. Certain people are... uniquely qualified for the position." "And if I don't want to do your work?" Eremor asked, realizing that his search for the voice's owner was pointless. "What if I refuse to follow you?" The voice laughed again. "You will not find it that easy. You've already started. You have probably realized by now that you're dreaming. I specifically came to you here while you slept so I would I have time to... ensure your cooperation." "What do you mean?" Eremor demanded. "You'll see when you wake up." - Eremor woke with a hoarse shout. He scrambled to his feet from where he had fallen asleep on the forest floor. His clothes felt wrong, too tight, constricting. He stumbled as he got to his feet; the world seemed different somehow. He ran, tripping and falling as he did so, to a nearby pool of water. As he looked at his reflection his breath caught in his throat. You see now? You can't escape my plans, not even if you wanted to. The face staring back at Eremor was not his own. Black eyes glinted where pale blue had once shown. The sunlight shown off of silvery-white hair where once it made light brown glow. A single streak of red-black hair stretched over Eremor's left ear. A Daemon's touch leaves marks on a person. You are forever changed. You have been rarely gifted. It didn't feel like a gift to Eremor. Closer inspection of his person revealed that his limbs had grown longer and thicker, stretching his clothes to the point of ripping. He no longer had the small frame of a wood-elf, but that of a lean, muscular dark-elf. He was different. Unnatural. A monster of some kind. I can't go back to my kind. Not after this. He thought to himself. They'd reject me. Hate me. Maybe even kill me. Exactly my intent, the voice said with a note of awful finality.

If its at all possible, I think that a shield thing, like the capes should be added, it wouldn't provide any bonuses, just be there for looks. I think that going into battle with your sword singing its tale of death, your cloak billowing in the storm of violence, and your shield bearing the mark of your glory is pretty beast. Just thought of a new signature =O EDIT: New signature for the win.

Epic, you should be able to buy a cape with minas in the future though, or have it in the future reduced to whats it called, gold-level-donation-thingeh.

((Hahaha Doctor Who reference.))

I keep missing events... *sad face*

Out-Of-Character: -Minecraft Account Name: Dellexe -How old are you?: 14 -Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Pacific coast of U.S. -Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes, I have been in honors classes since 6th grade. -Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I've been in scouts for several years so I'm respectful and obey rules. I am also a big fan of fantasy and medieval era kingdoms and lores. I love to roleplay, I did some D'n'D with my friends a while back. -How much time could you be on the server weekly?: 4-5 hours minimum -How long have you played minecraft?: For a couple of years. -What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: My definition of Roleplaying is getting out of your normal life and getting immersed into a fantasy world with infinite possibilities and great fun. I've been Roleplaying for a couple of years. I've been roleplaying with my clan in RuneScape, I did some DnD with my friends, and my clan's MC server I've roleplayed a bit just for fun for a couple hours. -What do you expect this server will be like?: I expect it to be full of interesting and exciting adventures, with great people and just a lot of people having a good time building and RPing. I expect it to have a great storyline and I wish I could be a part of it. -What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: My Clan's MC server, I really only get on to talk with people and build now. -Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: Yes, and yes. -Name the 4 races on this server. Human, Dwarf, Elf, and Orc. -How did you hear about us?: I've heard some people talk about this great server and I've seen it in a couple of YouTube videos. I've watched Sage Candle's Let's Play on the server and I've watched most of the videos pertaining to LotC that he has on his channel. -Did you vote?: Yes. -What was your favourite Law?: No griefing. -What was your least favourite Law?: The one about using character skins given to you unless you can make a better one. But I can accept using one if I have to. -What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name? Dellexe In-Character: -Character Name: Kal Dellexe -What is your Race?: Elf -Lordofthecraft.net/forum forum account: Dellexe -Biography: I once was an Elven Knight, respected by my colleagues, and skilled at the arts and an avid scholar of the history of Aegis. One day while I was walking in the woods of Malinor, a figure in white robes came up to me. Believing he was harmless, I let my guard down, believing he was simply an aged elf enjoying the scenery. He came up to me and began to talk casually with me. I noticed he had the most peculiar accent, almost with a slight lisp or hiss on his S's. As we talked, I revealed to him that I was a scholar and a Knight, he seemed intrigued by this and offered to give me a rare book from the great city of Haven. I accepted the book. The book he gave me was bound in some type of peculiar light coloured leather. I opened it and a dark shadow leaked from it, the words, written in some strange archaic language, appeared to move fluidly around the page. I rapidly shut the book and threw it to the mossy ground. "What have you done!" I cried, shocked by the shadow locked in the book. He smiled and said in his peculiar accent, "Merely shown you the true way," he hissed as he grabbed my wrists, his hands, which before had been covered by his voluminous sleeves, appeared to be scaled and reptilian. I stumbled backward, the force of the motion throwing the thing's hood back. His face was only vaguely human, he had small horns and his eyes were slitted, and I saw he had snakelike fangs in his mouth. Shadows appeared to leak from his form, surrounding me, binding me against my will. "NOOO!" I screamed, struggling to break free of his superhuman grip. Suddenly, he let go, the shadows dissipated, I bright light seemed to fall from the sky and the Daemon shrieked in pain. The light was so intense I had to turn away from its blinding whiteness. When I looked back, there was a smear of black ash on the ground where he had been standing. I also noticed that there was a thin layer of ash on me, as well. I crawled to a nearby pond to wash off the coarse ash. A small Elven boy came by, I smiled at him and he looked at me as though I was a monster. "Help!" he screamed. "There's a monster!" he yelled, running back down the path from whence he came. I turned and looked at the still water of the pond. My eyes had changed to an inky black colour that seemed to absorb the light shining through the trees. My hair had been bleached a vivid white, and had a streak of the same inky blackness running through it. I opened my mouth in shock, and saw that my teeth, as though they had been filed, were slightly pointed. I heard a rustle in the bushes behind me, I turned and saw a group of my brethren clad in full armour. "My friends," I pleaded, "Help me!" "Back daemon!" one of them shouted, drawing his sword. "No!" I cried, "Please you have to help me!" "Oh we'll help you, beast," another one spat, readying his spear. I realized, at that point, that nothing I did or say, would make them believe me, I could never go back to Laurelin, I could never go home. In tears, I sprinted off into the woods, I could hear the sounds of them pursuing me from behind me. I realized that they were gaining on me, I frantically jumped into a pit created when a small tree uprooted during a wind storm. I crouched in the shadows, straining to listen and see if they were coming. Abruptly, one of them stepped over the pit, looking around with a gaze of raw iron. I held my breath, hoping he would not notice me. At one point, he looked directly at my hiding spot, but somehow his gaze pasted over me. I waited then, after he left to rejoin my-his comrades, for several hours until nightfall. As the moon rose, I to rose from my hiding spot and began to walk aimlessly deep into the woods. I knew then, that I would never be allowed into any society anywhere, save one, but that was a choice I would never make willingly. "Why not?" a voice hissed from the back of my head, "Wouldn't it be much easier to join them?" I realized with a jolt that it was the same hissing voice of the Daemon. I realized, that though I was saved by the light, I would never be free of the shadow. I wander now, as a nomad, spending as little time in a city as I can, living off the wilds and hoping, that someday, I would be free of this curse. "Or do you want to embrace it?" the hiss spoke... -Character Age: I am 126 -Character Appearance: Silver-white medium/long length hair. Has a reddish black streak through hair running from left brow to base of the skull. Normally wears dark leather clothing with a hood if he wants to go about unnoticed in cities. Has pure black eyes that faintly glow blood red when in the dark. Ears are more sharply pointed than normal and has slightly pointed teeth. -Character Personality: My character (If you read my biography) is Daemon-Touched, so I have a light-side personality and a dark-side personality. Light-side-I am kind, helpful, honest, and care for other living creatures and the ways of the forest. Dark-side-I am cruel, and ruthless, I will take advantage of other people for my own gain. My words cannot be trusted and I should not be trusted with anything you value. -Your ambitions: Light-side-I want to overcome the touch of the Daemon and fight the Undead and drive them back to the crevice in the world from which they came. Dark-side-I want to aid the forces of Iblees in their valiant efforts at taking the world of Aegis and converting it into a world that serves the Dark Lord Iblees. -Can your character read or write?: Yes. -Can your character mine?: Nope. -Are you a capable builder? Yes. -Can you wield a sword?: Yes. -Enjoy Farming?: Depends on the day. Sometimes I am angered by the tediousness of the task. -Does your character have any special skills?:] I excel at hiding in shadows, I am sneaking around and going unnoticed. I am also a decent swordsman and archer. -A screenshot of your skin: http://minecraftskins.com/view/203382 -Other Information: I am good with animals. EDIT: I corrected the spelling errors I made when I first wrote this.

This is my 2nd application for your wonderful looking server. Out-Of-Character: -Minecraft Account Name: -How old are you?: 14 -Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Pacific coast of U.S. -Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes -Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I'm in Scouts so I'm respectful and obey rules. I am also a big fan of fantasy and medieval era kingdoms and lores. -How much time could you be on the server weekly?: 4-5 hours minimum -How long have you played minecraft?: For a couple of years. -What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: My definition of Roleplaying is getting out of your normal life and getting immersed into a fantasy world with infinite possibilities and great fun. I've been Roleplaying for a couple of years. I've been roleplaying with my clan in RuneScape, I did some DnD with my friends, and my clan's MC server I've roleplayed a bit just for fun for a couple hours. -What do you expect this server will be like?: I expect it to be full of interesting and exciting adventures, with great people and just a lot of people having a good time building and RPing. -What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: My Clan's MC server, I really only get on to talk with people and build now. -Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: Yes, and yes. -Name the 4 races on this server. Human, Dwarf, Elf, and Orc. -How did you hear about us?: I've heard some people talk about this great server and I've seen it in a couple of YouTube videos. -Did you vote?: Yes. -What was your favourite Law?: No griefing. -What was your least favourite Law?: The one about using character skins given to you. But I can accept using one if I have to. -What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name? Dellexe In-Character: -Character Name: Kal Dellexe -What is your Race?: Elf -Lordofthecraft.net/forum forum account: Dellexe -Biography: I was formerly an Elven Knight, respected by my peers and a skilled swordsman, I turned Dark, I was seduced by followers of Dark Magic, Daemon Magic, I turned to them, hoping that my abilities in combat and in combat magic. I believed I could incorporate their magic into my own, that I would be able to use it and not become shadowed like them. I was wrong. Evil thoughts creep at the corners of my mind, my eyes have turned as dark as a moonless midnight, and my teeth have grown long and pointed, like a beast of the forest's. The others, seeing my appearance, shunned me, exiling me from elven society forever. Now I work as a mercenary, a sword for hire, and as a bounty hunter, with my skill at stalking men through the depths of the forests. I go now, to hunt once more... -Character Age: I am 126 -Character Appearance: I have dark silver grey hair, pure black eyes from using Dark Magic. I wear dark leather -Character Personality: I don't really like to waste time when accomplishing tasks, I like to be effiecient, and I am ruthless and cruel. -Your ambitions: I want to become an ultimate Dark Mage, I want to be a spell-caster capable of wreaking havoc with my powers. -Can your character read or write?: Yes. -Can your character mine?: Not really... -Are you a capable builder? Yes. -Can you wield a sword?: Yes. -Enjoy Farming?: Depends on the day. -Does your character have any special skills?:] I Excel in shadow magic, I can literally melt into the shadows when I want to hide. -A screenshot of your skin: -Other Information: I love cats, I will do anything for them. I posted my application on the other forum yesterday, it is on page 333. Sorry if there's any confusion about my posting my applications a day apart.