Phibbup

And a happy late Hanukkah, huh? >.>

1/10 You disrespected Eoin and I have no idea who you are.

Ninja'd by Vardak. Dangit.

I, Philip, Swear upon my honor that I will uphold the peace and security of my lord, Kyral Hightower, James Hightower and Lancel Hightower, and keep them safe. All indulgences of the world will not disrupt my task in protecting them to the best of my ability. So do I swear, Philip . Application 1. Mc name and rp name : Shpoop / Philip 2. What race are you : Elven. 3. Have you ever lived in solace: Not necessarily; I’d been within the walls frequently, yet never owned a proper location to call home. 4. Did anyone direct you to joining, if so who: No one. Just M'self. 5. (Answer in rp format what you do) - A man is walking down a street in fine silks and exotic velvet, running up to him you see two goblins and a orc about to corner him in a dark alley by the tavern. You hear a yelp and rush in to find him dead, the three running down the alley. Philip grunts as he stares down towards the dead body. He looks behind his back, checking for any other suspicious acts. he steps forward, checking the body for any signs of identification. He glances back up as he sees the Orc and Goblins scurry away. Philip shrugs them off, already assuming another shall deal with them. He turns away from the body, seeing no result of finding out whoever it is. Philip then steps over towards the gatehouse, then proceeds to yell towards the guard post. "Oi, dumb-arse. Have these gates remained closed. Got some green midgets and an Uruk killin' a noble or something! Oh, and try looking for them, too, I guess!" Satisfied with his effort, Philip then walks away towards a higher official to report the dead body.

Aaaand it's gone.