MajesticOwyn

The shadows twisted Grim's mind as his thoughts raced into focus and out. He was having trouble thinking of late, the last few days had moved fast. It would seem as if every time a question was answered a dozen sprouted up after it. Like weeds, he thought, uncontrollable. He didn't like it. The sudden smack of a hammer brought him out of his mind and into the realm of the living, to his relief. He watched as Willow and Silent began to nail the lid of a large container. Something lay in there that could change the lives of many, most for the worst. Such was the way of life, he thought, the few make the decisions that kill the many. A sad smile bloomed on his face as he thought about the absurdity of it. Grim began to move to the small bench nearby and picked up his great sword "Sorrow". He kept the blade with him nearly at all times, even when sleeping. Any fool knew that such a weapon would be useless should he be attacked in close quarters, asleep, but it still gave him comfort. Besides, that is what his knife was for. Chuckling, Grim motions towards the two near the crate. "Aye, load her up, we have a delivery to make." His tale of Vengeance was about to begin.

The view before Grim was nothing short of organized chaos. Arrows whizzed and snapped by his head, burrowing themselves into the dirt, trees... and armored men. Wounded Dwarves lay around him, groaning with pain and anxiety. He had just finished dragging one into the treeline out of fire before an unlucky arrow burrowed itself into the Dwarf's skull. "A bloody waste." He mumbled "These Orcs fire at random and good men die, bah!" He was apart of a group of archers, the Company had been ordered to protect them and assist in laying down fire on the keep, if it could be called that. To his right were Cairne and Willow, to his left Silent. Hayes could be seen up in the tree line, watching the keep eagerly for any sorties. A smile invaded Grim's face as he watched. It had been long since he fought a proper battle alongside his brothers, there was nothing like the adrenaline rush that it brought. Suddenly there was a loud bang, then a crash. Cannons. That had been their job, to cover the engineers as they put the behemoth weapons into position. More thumps, then crashes. Grim looked up to the wall and saw a portion of it was beginning to crumble under the onslaught. Quickly, he nocked an arrow and fired to the top of the keep, aiming for the large armored figures at the top. It was always easy to see an Orc. He fired again and again, nock, draw, release. Years of discipline and study assured that he would never lose his rhythm on the battlefield. A few of his arrows had struck true, most impaling themselves into the flesh and armor of the large beasts. He fired again and watched as the cold steel tipped arrow flew through the air, his messenger of death. A whoosh and then a scream signaled he had hit home. A large brown Orc had been the recipient of his message and ran forward, screaming, clutching at the arrow that dug into his neck. With that, the beast tripped and fell over the ramparts, plunging to the swampy depths below. The weakened wall crumbled away at the whim of another cannonball and a dust cloud rose, obscuring vision. A large group of Dwarven soldiers ran forward and started to crawl over the rubble through the breach. Many began to fall as a barrage of arrows flew towards them. Accurate, Grim thought, those were not Orcs. He fired off his last arrow and dropped the bow to the dirt, unsheathing his great sword "Sorrow". It had been the last thing he had made before he put down the blacksmiths hammer, now it would be the last thing these Orcs would feel as it cleaved into their chests. With that, he charged through the breach and yelled a war cry he hoped was drowned out by the screaming and clashing of steel. "For Hanseti, for Honra! Enclusa guide my blade as you did my hammer!" It was his turn to spill some blood.

Through the drull sound of the raining torrent to the quick snaps of thunder in the distance, one sound could be made out. Saws and hammers could be heard even by the man sitting at a tree across from the building, his hearing had served him well even in his old age. Grim sat and watched his fellow brothers work on their new home. A large building to house all of them, it was the perfect place and the first home he had had since Hanseti. A sharp crunch was the sound the apple made as Grim tore into it's flesh. He had never had much chance to take a break from his life, to just sit back and forget everything that troubled his mind and enjoy the beauty. Not since Lyra, at least. The thought of the woman he once loved flooded his head, attempting to destroy his calm composure that he tried so hard to keep steeled. Just as it had come, it as gone, he had become a master at shutting out the emotions that didn't matter, the ones that served no purpose on the battlefield. Angrily, he tossed the apple aside and stood from his rest. "Arm yourselves, it's time to go visit some friends. Blood will be ours, soon."

The Black Company Grim sat perched outside his small tent which was nestled in the mountainsides of Hanseti. Snow fell thickly from the large clouds in the sky, covering everything in a soft woolen blanket. It was as if Honra was attempting to bury the land beneath an icy tomb, he had never seen such force from a blizzard. “This land breeded stronger men than that”, he muttered. “Mirtok was one of us. It will take more than this to rid the land of his “new” order.” He mumbled a silent prayer to Honra, urging the snow to fall faster, thicker. Grim peered through the snow in the direction of the city, trying to make it out. All he could see were shadows and silhouettes through the thick flurry of snow that fell upon the land. Chuckling, he stood from his place of seating and began to gather his things around the camp. This place was merely a shadow of its former self, that was clear. He had been called something else once, a man named Haleth Morin. A Sariant in the Teutonic Order, Haleth had been nothing but loyal and honourable, fighting in the name of the Order without fear of death. As all things, that had changed. As Hanseti was now a ghost, so was Haleth. It was time for Grim to leave his exile and return to the Realm of Asulon, to find a new place for himself. The time for change was at hand, a different life, yet similar. He would find Brotherhood once more. It was time for The Black Company to rise, just as Hanseti had fallen. It was time for the children of Honra to unite again, to become whole. The Company The Black Company is a group of elite mercenaries that know only bloodshed and battle. Led by Captain Grim, they are brothers-in-arms that fight for coin and the thrill of battle. Soldiers, knights, and fighters make up the Company, men who wish to forget their past and start a new life among those they trust and respect. We do not care about your past, nor what crimes you have committed, we demand only loyalty and brotherhood. The Company will take jobs that others will shy away from: raids, murder, ambushes, causing chaos in the lands of their enemies. Their services are yours, for a price. Finally, they have one rule; once a contract is accepted, it can not be broken unless it is fulfilled or every member lays dead on the field of battle. Grim’s past is largely unknown, only that a series of events led him to create the Company. He is known as a hard man, quick to anger and extremely violent to those that he deems his enemy. Nonetheless, he is a leader and a soldier, and respected amongst his men. While The Black Company is largely considered neutral, this is not true, in a way. Grim has an extreme hatred for the Orcs and will never work for them. This hatred fuels his own little personal war against the beasts, one that will not end until every single one rots upon the sands of their “War Nation”. Additionally, Grim had always believed in a unified humanity, dreamt of it even. Finally, the time had come for that dream to be fulfilled and yet, a sour taste remained. He looks upon this new Oren with scorn and doubt, despising this new “Emperor” and his lords. Ranking System The Company does not put much weight in a ranking system but even a mercenary group needs a defined leader to enforce order and discipline. We do not need flashy titles by our sides, only our blades. Hopeful Hopeful’s are those who are allowed into the company but not fully accepted. Hopefuls will have to gain the trust and respect of their brothers if they wish to be welcomed to the Company. During your time as a Hopeful, you will be watched carefully and trusted with nothing. Black Brother Black Brothers are those that have been accepted into the Company with open arms. One will only achieve this rank if he is considered trustworthy by his brothers. All Black Brothers will be paid their cut of the earnings from war, as well as given supplies and armor. In return, duties will be handed out and everyone must earn their keep, the Company is alone, after all, and they must rely on each other or fall to the decay of time. Chronicler The Chronicler will keep a record of our exploits and contracts. The glory that the Company earns on the battlefield will be turned into epic stories and tales that all will be stored in a grand library. It is the job of the Chronicler to keep track of the members of our Company, as well as their personal accomplishments. Lieutenant The Captain’s right hand, only one may achieve this rank. The Lieutenant’s job is to help with the burdens of training and leadership, as well as being second in command. Should the Captain fall or become indisposed, it is the duty of the Lieutenant to take over and preserve the Company and its ways. Captain The Captain leads the Black Company and everything involved. It is his primary function to make the contracts, train the soldiers, and lead them into battle. The Captain also manages any lands that the Company may hold, as well as signing duties to each of the brothers. Goals The Black Company exists for the thrill of battle, as most of its members come from a background of war. Why not profit from something you are good at? The Company wishes first and foremost to offer a place of brotherhood and safety. These men wish for the simple things in life; money, ale, women, and freedom, though the last sometimes proves to be all but simple. Prices are discussed as a case-by-case basis. Some examples of our services are: - Raiding villages, farmland, or supply routes. - Guerrilla Warfare. - Destroying infrastructure and causing chaos among civilian populations. - Fighting in large scale battles. The Company does not shy away from the killing of civilians and our men are unmarked on the battlefield. This allows us to do the dirty work without being identified or affiliated with our contractors. Additionally, we keep our contracts and those we work for among ourselves. Rules While the company promotes values such as brotherhood, equality, and freedom, there must be a set of rules in place if it wishes to survive. Below are a list of strict rules that must never be breached, for if they are, you have put all of your brothers in danger. Keep this in mind and operate with caution. - Only the Captain can work out contracts. - You are expected to remain loyal to the Company at all times. You will not be forced to serve in the Company for life and all members are free to go as they please. However, should you decide to part ways, you must keep our ways and secrets to yourself. The Integrity of the Company and its members must be upheld. - We will not boast or bring attention to the Company and its location in any way. We must be kept secret from our enemies and their attention must lay elsewhere. - Betrayal will not be tolerated, traitors will be dealt with by pain and torture. They will beg for death, but not receive. All records of their deeds and exploits will be erased, they will become but whispers in time. - We are alone, thus we can only trust each other. All precautions must be taken for our self preservation. Locations, brothers, and contracts will be kept silent or it will be treated as treason. - Contracts will always be honoured, and never betrayed. - Orc savages will not be allowed into the Company, for they spend their time fighting each other as much as others. Such beasts can not be counted on for brotherhood and loyalty. Application This application is just to get a general idea of your OOC mindset. If accepted, it does not mean you’re in the Company right away, you must go through the proper RP and earn the trust of the Company. Keep in mind that I’m looking for good role players, as well as good pvpers. Despite the fact that we are a mercenary group, we will not let our roleplay slack and we’ll often take part in role play fighting. This is not a “PvP” guild. That being said, we do expect to take part in PvP, be it from raids to actual battles. It merely depends on the current contract we hold. OOCly I expect everyone to act maturely and rationally in situations. In-game I expect quality roleplay, as that is our job as Villains. A raven sits perched upon the railing, staring at you with expectation in its eyes. As time passes you wonder if this is the right decision, if this path is the best one for you to take. With a final sigh and a swift stroke, you remove the parchment from the bird’s leg and begin to fill out the form. 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Hopping off the steps of his home, Azireth raised his head to the sky. Snow was falling lazily down from large, ominous black clouds, thunder booming in the distance. Blasted weather, getting worse every day.. Those thunderstorms are the worst of it, he thought. With one fluid movement a throwing knife appeared in his hand, another sent it flying into the nearest redwood trunk. A sense of unrest had settled under him lately, the storms only helping to increase it. Shrugging, he looked over at the distant city of Hanseti, setting off in it's direction. ((Just curious on when I can get initiated ICly, I put in my application two weeks ago on March 17 and it was accepted with the necessary backings. Yet to have any RP in game, though, and I'm eager to get it started! Anyway, I'm on nearly all the time and my IGN is the same as here, look forward to seeing you guys.))

Name ((MC)):MajesticOwyn Name ((IG)):Azireth Skarrasha Real Life Age:20 (sub)Race:Dark Elf Combat experience:I have fought in the two battles with Hanseti(On a different character), as well as about a dozen minor raids. I consider myself decent at RP fighting, but it's somewhere I want to expand. Give me a short summary of your character so far. The longer the better (but 2 paragraphs minimum) Azireth has never found friendship from anyone but his twin sister. As children they were outcasts among the nearby village children, they had never known anyone but each other. Near the end of Aegis they fled together, with their mother and father. By the time they had reached Asulon they had lost both their parents, once again having to rely on each other. Azireth showed extreme jealousy to anyone that showed his sister affection or even friendship. When he caught her in bed with a High Elf in a refugee camp in Asulon, something in him broke. He had loved her more then just a sister, he had always been there for her when no one else was. He flew into a rage, killing both his sister and her lover. Only afterwards did he realize what he had done. Azireth left the camp, wandering from place to place. He found work occasionally, but the pay as low and he couldn't make enough to settle down. He hated people, though he kept it all bottled inside, he could act normal anytime he wanted to. From early childhood his father had taught him how to wield all sorts of weapons: throwing knives, daggers, short blades, bastard swords, and finally, the bow. People always needed someone to do their dirty work. Killings, kidnappings or spying, he would put his skills to use without having to deal with people directly. No bosses to tell him what to do, no one looking at him like he was a vagabond; it was the perfect life. If he could kill his sister, he could kill anyone. (The full story is in my VA bio.) Would you consider being a spy?:Yes Past military experience:None on this character. Past criminal experience:None, as I just got my VA accepted. Current Occupation (Miner, Smithing etc): Swordsman and Archer. Useful, Non-military Skills:My character is fully combat-oriented, but he can make use of his charm and cleverness to make people trust him. He's good as an assassin, but also someone who can infiltrate a nation/group/guild and effectively spy. He makes a good scout too. What have you heard of us IC? Rumours, nothing more. I've heard people call you evil and murderers, but my character isn't one to listen to gossip. What have you heard of us OOC? Not to much, just the basic stuff. You guys work as assassin's and I've also heard that you are fun to RP with. I am looking for both of those, so perfect match! What skill level do you currently hold on the following? Note, to rank past Neopyhte a skill requirement of 40 is required in one of these fields. Swords:100 Axemastery:0 Archery:100 Wrestling:75 Preferred weapon:Short Blade (Sword) with the bow as a close, close second. Screening Questions ACCEPTED villain app link (Required):http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/45858-unread-azireth-skarrashas-villain-application/ Are you wanted in any countries?:No. Why do you want to join?:I planned on being a free lance assassin on this character, but after reading more about you guys I decided I liked what I saw, a lot. Basically, I wan't to be apart of a group of people that see things similar to me, and to RP and make friends with them. Define powergaming thoroughly: Power gaming is when you commit an action against someone else without giving them an opportunity to react. Basically, you are trying to force your vision of the story upon them, expecting them to adhere to it. For example, avoiding every attack, ignoring injuries and basically acting invincible. Will you ever mention or hint the name or existence of this organization IC?No, never. "Legal" stuff Will you tell anyone about your association with us ever (including OOC) or reveal any amount of information about who we are or what we do? And yes this is entirely necessary.No, I would never do such a thing. I prefer to keep the knowledge that I am a Dark Brotherhood member to a minimum, especially OOCly. Do you realize that breaking any server rules may result in banishment at our discretion? Yes, I am prepared for this. I am a very new villain, so I am reading and re-reading the rules and making sure I do not power game or break anything Do you realize that revealing any information about us either IC or OOC will result in banishment and multiple contracts for your head? This may extend to a permadeath. Yes, this is completely understandable and I accept it. Will you take multiple screenshots of all jobs related to the Dark Brotherhood?Of course, as a new villain I am still aware of how necessary this is, I will make sure I thoroughly document everything.

Minecraft Name: MajesticOwyn RP Name: Tahlru Eil'rua Your time Zone: GMT -7 hours Sword skill level: Excellent, I prefer the sword and the thrill of close quarters combat. Archery skill level: Good, I can use it if I have to.. Why do you want to join: I want to join because being part of an organized military is appealing to me, and it creates awesome potential in RP. It also fits well with my characters story. I can do anything from scouting to being a bastion of defense on the front lines, and I will do my best to help out with any tasks that need to be done. Which Guard you will want to be in: Swordsman My Application