Althallos

Name:​ Domhnall Avern'iyath ((MCName)): Althallos Origins of your birth, and your place of living: I grew up among other Mali'aheral in an orphanage in Asulon. How can you declare you are Mali'thill?: The dean of my orphanage told me that my parents were pure Mali'thill, and I can believe so because the dean would not have accepted me otherwise. Why do you wish to become a citizen of our cihi?: I have grown tired of living a travelling life, and I wish to reintegrate with my kin. What is your personal vision for our blessed race?: I hope to see our race grow back into a community of excellent scholars and scientists, and I hope that I myself can be a contributing part of it. What does maehr'sae hiylun'ehya mean to you?: The phrase means to progress intellectually and technologically, while maintaining purity. There is particular truth in this statement in that progress is important, and that diverging from purity may only hinder said progress. What Elven phrase do you particularly take to heart? Please explain why: "Bilok fi'talar, bilok fi'taeleh" Which means literally; "To make new horizons, is to make a new mind." I find connection to this phrase because my hobby and skillset allows me to build and create new useful things, while expanding my mind to new possibilities. What is the subject of the first book you may submit to the college?: The first book I might submit to the college, if I ever publish one, would undoubtedly concern engineering. What would be your reaction if you ever saw a human, orc and unknown Mali'aheral travel the Anthos Highway together?: I would very likely move on, and take the appearance of my fellow Mali'aheral to heart, and inquire about it at a later time. Are there any other details about yourself you wish to relay to the mali’aheral?: Though I am by no means an expert in the field, I have some skill in engineering.

Jarek - Jacque de la Croix Nicknames: Goggles, Four-eyes - Doc, Jack, Bird-man Age: appears to be in his thirties Gender: Male Race: Human Status: Alive and Thriving Description Height: 5'11 Weight: approx. 160 lbs. Body Type: Thin/Athletic Eyes: Green Hair: Light Brown Skin: Lightly tanned Markings/Tattoos: None Health: Excellent Personality: Outstandingly kind and helpful towards many he encounters, and fierce in their defence. Jacque is not one to dismiss a call for help, and often speaks with a calm, yet slightly happy tone. Inventory: White-dyed Leather Plague Mask, A long staff with a Kettle affixed to its top, a bag of tea(?) leaves, and a shortsword Further Details: /Jacque/ appears to have no memory of any childhood, his memories beginning from his 20's. Life Style Alignment*: Neutral Good Deity*: Though he follows an agnostic lifestyle, Jacque at least appears to believe in The Creator Alliance/Nation/Home: Jacque travels frequently, and usually will not make a long-term home for himself. Class: Commoner Profession(s): Travelling Doctor/Healer Special Skill(s): Extensive knowledge of herblore and human anatomy Flaw(s): Jacque does not enjoy the prolonged sight of blood, the few times he has attempted surgery, he has failed, and had to sew up the patient before he fainted. Weaponry Fighting Style: 1 Handed Blade Trained Weapon: Straight-Swords, Curved Swords, minor skill with an Uchigatana Favored Weapon: A specially crafted, single-edged straight sword. (Pic shown below) Archery: Little to no skill with bows Biography Parents: Dmitri & Katerina [surname unknown] Siblings: None Children: Marian (Pandasrcute2) Extended Family: Don de la Croix, a mentor/adoptive father Pet(s): Crusoe, his messenger Hawk History This character's actual history [Mostly the Jarek part] is immense, and I don't have the focus to write down the entire story here, so with my apologies, I give you a short summarized version: Jarek The travelling doctor Jacque de la Croix was first known as Jarek, a travelling warrior and cartographer from a distant desert land. In his travels, the young Jarek made many friends and a couple alliances. For a time, the mapmaking adventurer lived an adventurous, fulfilling life. However, his life would be annihilated as his friends were taken from him, one by one. Jarek was first torn from his new home in Asulon; Alras, when the dwarves retook it. After escaping to a small island nation called Holm, Jarek and his friends hid away there. Soon after, for reasons not entirely known to Jarek at the time, his close friend Anora Minesmasher, who he shared a home with, revealed that she was being hunted by a party of dwarves for her connection to a certain magic anvil. Forced to move again, Jarek and Anora did naught but move from safehouse to safehouse, until one day when Jarek awoke to find the safehouse dark, quiet, and devoid of life. As he searched the house, it became apparent that Anora had disappeared. As he realized that his home, one of his best friends, and his entire life was taken from him, Jarek fell into extreme depression. He spent many days sitting in the safehouse, falling into deeper depression. Some time into his moping, Jarek fell into a comatose state, due to lack of food and water. By luck, a travelling man came upon the unkempt safehouse, and found Jarek when he wandered inside. Jacque -A New Life- Jarek awoke in a countryside house, his vision fuzzy. He could barely remember a thing. He could remember part of his name... J...A... something, and aside from that, could only piece together faces of old friends, and something.... very painful that happened. A few minutes into the stupor, a robed man walked into the room. He identified himself as "Don" de la Croix, a travelling healer. Trying to introduce himself, Jarek stammered. "Uhm... I'm... Ja-... Uhh..." "Ja- what? You don't remember your name?" Jarek agreed with a slight shrug. "Well, what if I call you.. Jacque." Don suggested. "It was my son's name." Though he was put off slightly by the cliched name pass, as well as the implied father-son element that Don put forth, he accepted the new name. ...fast-forwarding a few months, Jacque had made a new life out of apprenticeship to Don, refining his medical knowledge to help the needy. Spending his days travelling, an d offering his assistance to the sick and injured, Jacque enjoyed his life in Asulon. (Jacque didn't do too much until Asulon was destroyed, so I'll skip the countless doctoring moments) ((The Temp Islands)) A new friend A few days after landing on Elysium, Jacque resumed his travelling doctor business. One day, as he approached a fortress to inquire about housing, he discovered a young girl sitting alone near the gate. The girl, named Marian, had apparently been wandering around for several days. She looked tired and hungry, so Jacque asked her if she would like to come into the fort with him, so they could look for food and lodging together. Luckily enough, the fort's residents were enjoying a small feast, and happily welcomed the two newcomers. After they'd eaten, Marian told Jacque that she actually had a home, but it was quite far away. Jacque offered to keep her safe on the way back, and they made their way towards a halfling village. They entered the burrow, and found it empty. Marian explained that her family hadn't been around for some time, and that she'd been living alone. As he looked around the house, Jacque found every cabinet dusty and empty, and what food he could see was old and no longer edible. Growing more worried for the child's safety, Jacque suggested that he watch over Marian until her family returned. After several weeks passed, it became apparent to Jacque that Marian's family, if they were even alive, would not return. During their time together, however, Jacque came to care very deeply for Marian, and took her in as his own child. They moved to a small house in Eyveror, where they lived calmly until the discovery and migration to Anthos... Artwork -Jarek- -Jacque-

The Passing of Randolph Leaning against a tree in the midst of Malinor, Randolph stood and watched the burning of a nearby inn. Those citizens who tried in vain to stop the fire scattered back and forth, buckets of water being unloaded by the ton. A call rang out, which Randolph heard clearly. "She's gonna blow, everyone get back!" With a sigh, Randolph looked more deeply into the building. His recent life played through his head. The destruction of his library The loss of most of his friends The emptiness in his own heart. A nod, and Randolph decided he had naught but unfullfillable hopes to live for. He took a deep breath, and charged silently toward the building. There was a flash of light, and Randolph's life played back once more. A reunion with his friends, and plans to build a library. Elation with the success of the newly opened Tuva Library Hope for the future *SMACK* Randolph rammed into a post, sinking down to a slumped, seated position. He gazed downwards, his eyes rewarded with the sight of huge chunks of wooden shrapnel jutting from his chest. A few minutes later, as he coughed and sputtered, an elf approached Randolph, attempting to assist him and call a healer. "N-no..." Randolph said.. "Just... Get me, Cir'dian.." As one of his last friends approached him, Randolph smiled with happiness. "Ah, my friend.. 's good to see you.." "You asked for me, Randolph... by name?" "Y-yes.." a cough, and a wheeze. "I w-wanted to say, Goodbye... before I left.." "I'm not sure there's much I can do here, to help you." "Ah-h... I'm past help now.." He coughs. And as he lay dying, Randolph spoke one last phrase to his dear friend: "Something.. tells me... deep inside..." He coughs up some blood. "That we will definitely... see each o-other a-gain... Some....d-a-ay....." A final breath leaves Randolph's lungs, and he lies back against the post and closes his eyes, a small and sad smile upon his face.... (( The grave built for Randolph, with *His ghost* standing beside it. ))

Atmospheric music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-yV5uEmoRIo *As you walk towards the library, you notice a lack of light sources. The library looks like a cold shadow of itself, some windows broken, and others boarded over. There is a sign on the gates. "Attention: The Tuva Library has been closed indefinitely, due to recent violent activity, creature infestation, and additional undisclosed events." *You pass by the sign, walking into the library with a gleam of hope still in your heart. as you enter the library, you notice that the warm, papery smell of books and learning has been replaced. The library smells of mildew, and dust and cobwebs line the shelves. Only very few books remain on the shelves, and many of the torches have burnt out. A draft passes through the library, it sounds as though the building itself is sighing with sadness. You turn and leave the library, before its utter emptiness starts to bum you out too much. (( This post denotes the official disbandment of the Association of Robed Librarians. While it was a fun run, many of the members I started with have become busy with other things, and generally the rp around the library had slowed to a complete stand-still. Sorry to disappoint anyone, but i'm afraid that this is the end. )) ((I'll also request that this thread be placed into the Inactive Guilds page. ))

A heads-up to all those who have applied since February 2nd. Your applications are appreciated, but for now you have not been accepted. We are reworking the order of the system in accordance with the standard sizes of our library, as we have found that a large number of Browns are not needed. The main guild page will be updated soon with the new use for Brown robes. Sorry for the inconvenience.

(( Oops. I feel silly... Fixing that now. Edit: All patched up. sorry about that.

Greeno31, Tom_the_crafta, and thomascovey are all accepted. Send a PM to me and i'll reply with the Library's co-ordinates. Welcome to the Association!

PiercingDarkness and bluedude10, both of you are Accepted! PM me (MCname: Althallos) to keep on rollin'!

You're accepted, Lach'li/Dwarfman, send me a PM for location, and we'll roll from there!

(( @Geo the concern is well-placed, and we do indeed have guards of our own, though they serve a double job, being protectors as well as Battle Historians. I am planning on making a quick fix on the page when I get home. ((Edit: Additional title and edits implemented.

1/26/13 Sorry about the glitched up main article. I'll fix it soon. 2/5/13 Application details updated in accordance with posts after February 2nd. (Please read the entirety of the top post before applying, guys. While things are subject to change, We simply cannot take in everyone that applies as a librarian)