Strife

The Watcher, upon seeing yet another sign of the human's morality drastically chaning, slams his mask against a nearby wall in frustration. "Fuckin'... I though this would be over by the time I returned!"

The whole "writing an essay" to roleplay a magic wielder and a villain was what was keeping me from coming back. Now, the rule has been wiped and I hope to bring about excellent roleplay involving both magic and villainy.

The Watcher returns to the kingdom, the first thing he sees being this flier. Disappointed in what has happened since he had left, he removes his mask and proceeds to bash himself in the face with it, walking off as he placed his mask back on.

Imperial Citizenship Form 1.0.0 Name:Strife Surname/House: Talos Age: I appear to be 32. Gender: Male Race: Human Citizen Ship Class (A or B): A A Physical Description Height: 7 feet, 2 inches Weight: 200 poinds Eye Color: Icy Blue Hair Color: Golden Blonde Skin Color/Shade: Slight tan Outstanding Markings/Tattoos: Scar on right side of cheek Personal Information Home Address (Leave blank if unknown): Nation of Residence (Choose one: Renatus, Salvus, Hanseti, Seventis): Renatus Profession/Occupation: Brewer, Blacksmith, Warrior. Oath(s) of Loyalty For all classes of Citizenship (fill your name in the blanks): "I, Strife Talos, hereby swear my loyalty the Emperor of the Holy Oren Empire entirely by my free will. I swear to read and obey the laws of the Empire and understand the punishments and penalties that will be incurred should I violate the law." CLASS A CITIZENS ONLY ((OOC OATH)): "I, Strife Talos, hereby acknowledge and give my consent to the OOC rule that should my character be found guilty of High Treason within the Empire, the Emperor personally (and only the Emperor) has the right to execute permanently my character. I accept this condition and make it entirely upon my free will."

Strife Talos Nicknames:N/A Age:Appears to be in his early 30s Gender:Male Race:Human Status:Living peacefully. Description Height: 6'11 Weight:200lbs Body Type:Muscular Eyes:Blue Hair:Sandy Blonde Skin:Slight tan Markings/Tattoos:Scar across his chest, tattoo of the Talosian crest on the back of his right hand Health:Excellent Personality:Kind, headstrong, just. Inventory:Dawnbreaker, the slayer of thousands. Balisk's Staff. Heavy Crossbow. Gavenrenge, golden blade of justice. Further Details:N/A Life Style Alignment*:Chaotic Good Deity*:Aeriel Religion:(Not sure Alliance/Nation/HomeOren Job/Class:Warrior Title(s):Baron Profession(s):Miner, Swordsman Special Skill(s):Unknown to others. Flaw(s):Headstrong, too sure of his abilities, slightly insane from his long life and the trauma that came with it. Magic* Current Status:N/A Arch-type: Sub-Type: Rank: Weakness(es): Strength(s): Current Spell(s): Weaponry Fighting Style:Hellbane Stance Preferred Weapon:Blade Favored Weapon:Blade Archery:5/10 skill Biography Parents:All deceased. Siblings:All deceased. Children:Blaise Talos, Selene Talos Extended Family:N/A Pet(s):Mesmer (Warhorse) History WIP Artwork

SHOI~! I missed you so much!

Congrats to all. I have to say, I didn't see any of these coming, but still. Best of luck with your new positions Rhia, Jroy, and Dusk.

Blaise, wearing his usual set of chainmail, turns to the man, scowling wickedly, tapping the hilt of his blade. "It'd be in your best interest to start running."

Blaise follows Piper as well, shifting his chainmail, still curious about the dead horses

Blaise, standing near Piper and Aron, overhearing the "An Orc" comment and placing his hand on his poison coated blade and approaching the couple. "It makes sense an Orc did this. Only an Orc could do this much damage. In need of help catching the Orc who did this?"

Blaise Talos, upon hearing news of this, calls his Talosian warhorse and rides to Resmore, rallying his bannermen to get ready to find the man responsible for this horrible blasphemy. "Talosian warriors, come forward! We will find these bastards, we will get revenge for this heinous act against god! Now, ride! Ride and find this man immediately!" The horse mounted bannermen give a hearty warcry before riding off, looking around for the supposed terrorists

(I wonder if Talosian/Resmorian should be added once I get access to a proper computer.) (Reserved)

I heard a rumor the DDoSers are some Brazilians that want their server to be popular.

*The Baron of Resmore has the flier brought in by one of his bannermen. He nods to the man, Hazia, and hands him some extra coin in his pay and begins to read. As he does, he smiles and begins chuckling, leaning back in his chair, hearing the clanking of tools and clashing of metal on stone as the workers nearly finish the walls around the barony.* "Another foolish peasant group that wishes to bring down Oren? Those are plenty, they rise and fall every other day." He says to himself and takes a sip of his wine, sitting back and reading his book.

(( But Jabbernaks are cuddly .m. ))

*Blaise Talos, a squire of Oren, looks at the downed man, laughing at him.* "Get up, you fecking weakling! One hit shouldn't be enough to down a grown man like you!" *Blaise, after insulting the man, goes back to drinking whiskey and eating delicious apples alongside a couple of the Talos families friends.*

*Strife smiles as he hears the news of Relgard getting married, holding onto Tamare's hand, leaning on the arm rest. His Dragon Badge symbolizing him being a baron is visible on his red robes.*

Banned because Jeff can count to potato.

*Strife laughs at the poster, knowing the full bag is worth more than a set of iron armor.*

*Strife rides in on his grand warhorse, flanked by six of his finest bannermen. He arrives, dismounting and takes his seat, signalling for his bannermen to stay outside. He taps the hilt of Dawnbreaker at his side boredly, looking around at the other nobles.*

Banned becasue your username wasn't EmeraldSwag

Banned for not fetching me a taco

Banned for being a hambone.

(If you want a clearer version with bolding for answers, click here. https://docs.google.com/document/d/1gaoyBb0BezWXyJq9fPIDWXpBa_HVtsRca6DtHj3nG8A/edit ) Minecraft Account Name: _Aeriel_ Character Name: Nami'Enma Race: Mori'Quessir Gender: Female Age: 350 common years, 70 Mori years. Appearence: Nami'Enma has dark skin and white long hair that covers her face.She almost always carrying a golden amulet and wearing a golden bracelet. She usually has a bright expression on her face when around other Mori, but usually has a look of anger when seeing those who are not Mori. She usually wears her silken short white dress and black shoes, and has a small tattoo of a spider on her shoulder. Personality: Nami'Enma is a Mori that loves to manipulate, torture, and enslave those who wrong her little sister, Ilirra, especially humans due to the incident at the market, dark humor, fletching, and cooking. She is quite gullible, and can usually be tricked into doing anything that wouldn't harm her or Menorcress or spiders. She is dedicated to Menorcress, loving her native city. Biography: Nami'Enma was born long ago, and was raised by her two parents, where she saw her father regularly being abused by her mother, which taught her that women are superior to men. Her parents didn’t care to educate her and her sister, Ilirra, and instead decided to train her. Her mother hid the fact he died, and has to this day, by saying he left the family. She became enraged at him and vowed to find him. After three years, she got tired of trying to find him and gave up, apologizing to her mother. She grew quickly, and once she was 30, her mother gave her a bow and ordered to kill another person or be disowned. She took her mothers bow and ran outside, knowing arguing would be futile. She spotted a young boy, and took aim, and released the arrow. The arrow flew straight, and impaled the boys head. She picked up the body and took it to her mother. "Good, Nami. You have done well. I think we may have found your talent. Let us put it to good use." her mother said, grinning evilly, walking to the door. Nami, looking up to her mother smiling, took the bow and ran out after her mother. She came to a house of someone who made her mother angry. "Kill that man as he speaks to his wife, Nami'Enma." She ordered quietly. Nami nodded and took aim through the bars, and released the arrow. The arrow flew through his heart, him yelling in pain as his lover looked in dismay. "You're definitely good at your trade, ." her mother said and chuckles. One Mori year later, her mother was walking in the outsider markets, insulting the surface dwellers with her husband, when two burly humans went to her and started to beat her, swearing at her for insulting her. The husband, in the meantime, was being beaten as well. Nami spied on them as this happened, and drew her bow and nocked an arrow, aiming at the man who was hurting her mother and released, her arrow entering his head, releasing her and dropping to the ground. The next arrow was for the man holding her father. She nocked another arrow and shot it to his head, felling him as well. She ran down to her father and mother, taking them home As she aged, she branched out her skills, taking up using axes and cooking her own food, occasionally tanning the hides of the dogs that the surface dwellers brought, and making bowstrings from their intestines. She became a great fletcher and tanner, making her living that way. She eventually set up a shop to sell her wares, and supports her little sister and herself with the earnings from the shop. Your characters ambitions: Nami’Enma just wishes to live doing what she loves, being in company of other Mori, escpecially her sister, who she knows that she can trust, and killing outsiders who dare to disturb her peace. Why does your character do what he/she does? Nami kills other races out of disdain for any other race than Moris, but occasionally enslaves them and tortures them for fun, enjoying their pain. What moral boundaries does your character adhere to, if any? Nami would do whatever she possibly could to serve Menorcress, but usually refrains from killing unless she feels as it is right.. She usually does not know what is wrong, due to her young age, barely out of infancy. What are some notable strengths and weaknesses of your character? Nami'Enma's skilled with a bow, axe, and stove. However, she is not high-ranking in society, and can be narcissistic. Nami is also prone to deception, as she is overtrusting of other Mori. She is very untrusting of other races, and usually messes up her plans to kidnap the human. What role will your character play in Asulon? A young Mori that wishes to prove herself, but would usually mess things up. She wouldn’t really be villainous for a while, other than to save Ilirra and her family. Is your character loyal or a backstabber? Nami is quite loyal to her native race, but would kill anyone in a heartbeat to defend her family. She would not betray her fellow Mori for any other reason than to help her family Are you familiar with all server/villain application rules? Of course :> Evils to be considered for? 1 2b Why do you as a player wish to and think you deserve to play as a villain? . I think I should play as a villainous Mori to be given a chance at giving great RP to the players of the server, I see some horrible villain RP at times, and making this Mori could enable me to make excellent RP that others would enjoy. ===Roleplay Related Questions=== As your character wanders the back-streets of Menorcress, you sight a cloaked figure lurking in one of the shadowed nook behind the Brothel: a rustle of cloth is heard, and the figure ushers you in with a skeletal finger. The hooded figure imparts information involving a conspiracy to over-throw the House of Miiystra, and offers you a hefty sum of coin to partake in the planned attack. How does your character react? *Nami'Enma stares at the man with a look of supressed anger on her face. She refuses to help on the attack, and runs off. The man curses and sends two other Moris after her to trail her. She hides in an alleyway, giggling to herself as they run by. She runs from the cover in the opposite direction as the assailants, looking for members of House Miiystra, hoping to make minas off of the mans idiocy* Your character finds him/herself watching the Alure d'aphyon: the several fighters within the void maze wield only sticks as they prove their prowess as warriors by battling to the death. One of fighters happens to be a close companion of yours, and you witness him being strategically cornered by three of the other fighters and beaten to death. While the crowd cheers in celebration of the violence, and the death of your friend. How does your character react? *Nami'Enma sighs, looking at the bloody corpse that once belonged to her friend. "He was just another person... I can’t really trust anyone to stay alive for me except Ilirra" *Nami looks at the corpse boredly as two spiders drag it away, probably planning to eat it.* As you turn the corner into a dimly lit alley, a pair of young female rothe [slave/cattle] instantly run up to you. They are begging for a donation of either coin or bread. How does your character react? *Nami'Enma looks down at the two, frowning. She sighs, starting at the two slaves with a slightly angry look on her face.* "You rothes need food this badly? Well, one of you kill the other, whoever lives gets this bread." She says, and chuckles, taking a bag of apples and bread from her knapsack *The two look at eachother with horrified faces. They look back to Nami and back at each other, and the one on the left draws a dagger and impales it into the other girls head. Nami smiles, handing the bag to the blood-covered female.* “You have your food, now leave my sight before I kill you next, filthy rothe..” *The crying girl runs off with the bag, horrified.* A male and female rivvil [human] and a rivvil child seem lost amidst the alley-ways of byr'shuk [outsider-market]. The woman walks with a long staff, and the man appears to have a scabbard at his side. How does your character react? *Nami'Enma spies on the trio, sizing them up. They spot her and start flinging insults at her. She twitches with rage. She runs behind them, drawing a blunt hatchet, and tries to knock out the man with the scabbard. She succeeds, and swings at the woman holding the staff, who could not see her husband in the darkness. She drags them both away, stealing their weapons and food, and cuffing them. She slaps them awake, glaring at them with a devilish smile* “You will regret that, rivils.” She says brutally, as the pair cries for their child. “Shut up, now, rothes!” Two guards try to break up a fight between your acquaintance and two members of another qu'ellar [house]. Your 'friend' slays one of the guards as he approaches, causing the others to draw their arms. How does your character react? *Nami'Enma hides in the shadows, seeing her acquaintance Denylkr slay the guard. She sighs, staying out of the fight, as it does not concern her. She reclines agains tthe wall as Den is slashed to ribbons by the three, chomping on a loaf of bread.* “He shouldn’t have broken the law like that.” she mutters. A screenshot of your skin:

Banned because Dragon Noob