Glurg_Howdan

Good luck on future endeavours beardy I can't wait to interact with you in RP

MC Name: mingsly RP Name: Nob Thrak

MC NAME: mingsly RP NAME: Runt Thrak CLAN & HOW YOU ARE RELATED, IF YOUR ADOPTED WRITE ADOPTED: Clanless LIFEMATE: none CHILDREN: none SIBLINGS: none I only just started playing this char which is why I have no family or anything

((mingsly))

I talked ta Naffog 'bout t'is but I t'oug't I s'ould put me detail 'ere anyway Name: Isabelle (McName): mingsly Age: 170 Race: dwarf Skills: I am gud wit' axes and gud at getting drunk. I can be crafty w'en I want to t'oug' Why do you wish to join the Edict?: I would like sum brot'er's and sisters w#o take me fer w'o i am not just w'at I look like.

((Brillaint I'll be on for about 2 hours now.))

Isabelle reads these notes and sticks her own underneath "If ye have two jobs Ill work fer ale an axe"

Isabelle heads back towards the notice board and notices the ground, she suddenly realises she's made a big mistake panicking she runs back the way she came, sobbing wishing she'd never bothered to come back and wishing she'd just stayed with the monks.

Isabelle sits under a tree in the could temple, writing a small note. When the note is finshed she walks to a notice board and puts it up before leaving the temple. You walk up to see what the note said. and it said this: "Hail to ye. Stranger, I. Isabelle are looking fer someone with skills that many normal people would not have. I need to enact revenge on Barry Johnson so if you are male and stonger then barry I need ye to pretend te fall in love with me. If ye would like te take part in this venture then send me a bird and take this notice down." ((I'm not sure if this requires a VA or not although I assume not. My hope for this is that it starts out as an attempt to upset Barry then turn into real love but we'll see how this develops. Thank you. Please amke all posts on her RP, apart from if you're telling me that I would need a VA for this))

Isabelle looks on at the notice board muttering about how times have changed. she notices that the board claims her as dead and she realises that maybe the Ironguts don't know of her resurrection. She lays her precious axe that Nurrak gave her under the notice board and leaves, tears in her eyes.

Dai nods whilst listening to the speech although she's not at all sure what Tiazar said ((because I can't read white writing and it really bugs me when you do write in white so please don't))

Dai Therkul slowly walks towards her old home, the pride den, and sighs putting her paw on the door, "It's good to be home" she murmurs before trudging towards her old room. Every step reminds her of when she was a cub and she's glad she's not one anymore

((I am resisting the urge to troll this thread because it is just so stupid and daft. But i won't and instead will explain why this is so daft, bit by bit. Firstly an 8 year old that knows what gender and discuss mean is a very rare occurrence and the fact that this kid can spell them is just plain ridiculous. Another thing is how could an eight year old care for themselves? They may be able to pick fruit but they would probably freeze to death or get killed by monsters because they can't make fire or shelters, and if they can then they are very very unusual. And survived a shipwreck? I'm not going to even pick apart that sentence. Then finally there's just how non-RP it is for a small orphan to just decide to write a message on a notice board looking for parents. That's just plain daft in itself. Please do not play a child, we have enough orphans and annoying child RPers running around and you need great skill to play a child well which assuming from this post you don't have. I am sorry if this post has offended you in anyway but someone had to say it.)) ((Edit; Little kids love their parents and most, even If they've seen their parents do horrible things, would never dream of leaving or if they do they're only dreams and will never happen))

I mean on an alt but I did make her a little den a little way away from the pride den))

((Dai is living off the island trying to come to terms with her sexuality and other things. Shell be back soon.))

Dai is 17 so a warrior..))

http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/49960-looking-for-some-parents/page__pid__380874#entry380874 there you go! You're both daft enough to request through the forums rather then RP so I think you'd go well together))

((honestly, meet someone in RP and you might fall in love also you asking everyone to be your parents and filling out a form like this is AWFUL RP. Another step to get a girl, don't let one of the first things you say to a woman "I'm not a pedophile I'm only 13" cause that's just stupid and a little immature.. Also good luck improving your RP and getting a girl. If you want to start swearing and being angry at me for my comments here or want me to expand on what I said just PM me)) Claire giggles as a piece of paper drifts towards her and her mother, reaching up she grabs it and puts it in her mouth. By the time her mother wrestles it from her mouth the paper is unreadable.

((I will be updating this every so often with tales from the street (by every so often I mean quite alot))) "Now block my attack!" The training was going swimingly, Dai was getting better at clocking with her axe and attacking too, although she was already good at that bit. Majjir looked at Dai as she stopped to take a rest and snuck up behind her thinking that jumping on her back would be funny. Hearing the footsteps, Dai turned round as Majjir jumped on her.... Dai sat there in the rain, knowing that even though she was stuck inside the slave pit she couldn't yell. Not even make a sound. Hunger started to set in as she sat there, silently sobbing. Starvation would definatly be the worst way to die, esspecailly in this situation. How had it gone from training for her trails to running away from everyone but Zakar so quickly? Surviving (Barely) off of apples she found on trees. NOw she had fallen into the slave pits. Alone. Cold. Hungry. And most of all scared. So scared. She had hit him. Hit him with her axe. Right after yelling and swearing at half the pride. SHe'd gone way too far this time before she was angry at everything by how quickly she had had to grow up but now she was just scared. Scared and alone. Ready for death she lay there, waiting for something... Anything to happen that made her happier. ((Tl:Dr: Dai ran away and is now scared alone and starving.)) A note is pinned up on the notice board a few days after these events. It reads "Dai has runaway. Anyone who finds her please return her to the therkul den. Thank you" Part two~ Tales from the streets Was that a movement downstairs? Had someone come in? Was she imaginging it? Rgese quyestions swirled around Dai's mind as she awoke and climbed out of Zakar's bed. She hated using other peoples and used her own if possibile but that night she had to use Zakar's bed. There definatly was a noise that time... Someone was downstairs, and climbing up the staris. Dai held her breath and jumped out the window, only to be followed. Running, she noticed that the grey Kha who helped heal Miian was following her. Dai really hoped she wouldn't have to hurt the woman. INfact was admimant that it would be last resrot. Aswell as the fact she wasn't sure if she could hurt her. Blood swirled round Dai's mouth. Why did it have to be this way? The grey Kha had grabbed her, forcing Dai to bite to get the Grey Kha to realse her hold. She'd been dropped! Wait did the grey Kha say something "Come back. Promise to come back Dai." Dai nodded in response and sprinted off, spitting out the blood and wishing the taste would leave her mouth. Back to another hard day of... "Oh no! Dai fell asleep on the tree again!" Dai mutters to herself before sobbing gently. There's someone on the floor! They're climbing the tree! Is that Kraka or Krahn? It's one of them! "Lets hope this doesn't break Dai's leg again" she said to herself as she leapt from the tree. Tha pain in her leg was bad but she needed to run. Behind the palace she sat there and caught her breath.. Begging to drift into sleep.

Ban me now. I am not re rolling every time some bloody mob kills me, so you may as well ban me now.

I'm not shy per say but if you touch me I scream, cry and shake untill my father or uncle get there. Kinda like an autistic child might react. How's that for more shy kittens?

I'm Dai

Ok. I only use the axe because my father gAve it to me. The hoe is more of a toy then anything else I am not being taught farming but I use it to poke and prod melons.