DKC1011

Kamari rips down the poster, clenching it in his strong grasp. "I will find you... Mother... I will find you." Lets a tear well up in his eye "I know you would not abandon me again."

I'm commander shepard and this is my favourite event on the forums

MC Name: DKC1011 Skype Name: daragh_carroll Amount of Time on Server: I have been on this server since October 2011 Link to Villain Application (If any): None Have you recieved a ban, strike, or warn before?: Never

((I agree with Arya. Even if this rp server isn't based purely in history it's wrong to assume that there would have been such mathematical revolution as to support this. I haven't seen anybody rping sitting in a room for hours discovering this, nor has anyone else as it didn't happen. If you're going to rp alot of mathematics, you have to rp creating the system, or if you're using a previously invented system then you have to figure it out for yourself. You cannot just copy paste a bunch of equations from some website to back up your statement and say your character is making assumptions. Discoveries like that would take a long time, lifetimes, even to do. A person would not just assume things.))

Ceru walks quickly along side the ship quickly, keeping pace, trying to get Kolyat's attention. As they approach the edge of the docks, he shouts up to Kolyat. "I will protect them, Kolyat! I promise you that!" Ceru stops at the docks end, watching the boat hit open waters. He utters under his breath. "I promise."

Name: Ceru'Iyat ((MCName)): DKC1011 Origins of your birth, and your place of living: I was born in Haelun'or, although many have forgotten such a young face. I left at the age of twelve, with my mother and father, to pursue a simple life. I personally travelled the land as soon as I came of age, and spent many years travelling. I have yet to actually live in one place. How can you declare you are Mali'thill? : As far as I can trace back along my family tree, all have been high elves. I understand that some are curious about how my skin is ever so slightly Darker than most, but I can tell you that is due to days in the sun. Why do you wish to become a citizen of our cihi? : I love our city. In my time there in Elysium and Kalos I found myself growing to care for the people I call friends. What is your personal vision for our blessed race? : I wish to be honest on this paper. So I will do nothing less. I believe in most of what the fine people of our city have brought me to know, but I find with our knowledge we have found a way to become cynical. I say cynical, and understand it is not a negative. The world needs more cynics, people to keep the ignorant, happy people alive, but I would rather be Ignorant and happy than a man of few feelings. The world is a beautiful place, and I feel that if everyone was to think to much and feel too little, there would be no reason in being the finest architects, scholars, and people the nations have seen. What does maehr'sae hiylun'ehya mean to you?: I have spent many a night considering "maehr'sae hiylun'ehya" and I can honestly say I have no answers. I have thought more than once that the words are the meaning. To develop knowledge and health is in the words. I could guess that it simply means 'why wage war when we could help those who need it", but I must admit such conjecture is futile. What Elven phrase do you particularly take to heart? Please explain why: I have always been fond of Ikru. I have been called one more than once, but it has yet to hurt me. It just reminds me of my ignorance, and that I should work somewhat to the point where I must never hear it again. What is the subject of the first book you may submit to the college?: I have always been fond of art and poetry, so perhaps I would write something somewhat fictitious. If such a grand library would accept tales of such allure. What would be your reaction if you ever saw a human, orc and unknown Mali'aheral travel the Anthos Highway together? : I would be unaffected. Mali are individuals. I see no reason why they cannot make choices themselves... even if those choices seem alien and somewhat silly to me. Are there any other details about yourself you wish to relay to the mali’aheral?: I am here to learn. Not to do damage. Many do not trust me, I am quiet, but I wish to find my place in this world, and the best place for that would be with my own

*The poster is old and unreadable.*

*Commandant Drake'O'Hara reads the bored, a hand-rolled cigar clenched between his teeth* "Not bad, Sergeant, not bad at all." *He blows a puff of smoke from his jaws as he turns to walk away. He hums as he does.*

((MC Name)): DKC1011 Name: Ceru'Iyat Race: Mali'Aheral Will you require a home?: Yes, but only a small one. Desired District: Mali'Aheral Do you agree to follow the laws of Malinor?: Yes, Yes I do. Desired job, current job (if applicable): I am a doctor. I am a strong cutting arm too, but I would do what my betters see fit.

MC Name: DKC1011 RP Name: Drake'O'Hara Short Biography: Drake'O'Hara, born of a farm in the wilds, came to Asulon with dreams of greatness, greatness he hadn't found, but was always on the rise. Having found House Guivret at the age of 31, he became a loyal miner for the family. But his life below earth was unsatisfying. He was sick of feeling isolated, and so, he offered his meagre sword skills to the house as a bannerman. He served in the Guivret Bannermans Corp for 9 years before he was finally Knighted at the age of 40, even though he never asked or begged or fought for his title, but The Duke, Balian, Felt that his contribution to the house, and at the battle of the Kal'Alras Farms, was enough in itself. Drake was not just a knight though. In his bannerman days he was appointed to gaurd Balian's adopted Daughter, Seria Aran, and he grew to love her as if she was his daughter. Even after he was knighted he continued to look after her. After the Death of Balian, and many of the young guivrets in an ambush, Drake grew to resent and blame himself for their deaths, and could no longer bare staring the knew bloodline in the face. But, having come to the new world, Drake has come to terms with the death of the family, and spends his free days trying to track down Seria, as he worries for her safety. Character Ambitions: To once again bring the guivret bloodline to its former glory and find Seria. Why are you joining?: He was a blindingly lotal knight to house guivret, so naturally, he would like to join Balians daughter, Christienne, and live up to the promise he made to Balian that he would look after the dukes children until the day he died. What do you wish to achieve? To become a knight like I once was, and sufficiently serve those he once cared for What is your profession? He is a knight of brute strength. Valois Service Oath: I, Drake'O'Hara, swear to abide by the rules and regulations of House Valois. By repeating this oath and signing this document, I understand that I am dedicated to serving under House Valois until the day that I am dismissed from my duties. I swear to respect all nobility that be in my presence, and to respect all serfs that be in my presence. Lastly, I swear to abide by the House Motto first said by Balian Guivret, “To act for others, to serve the empire.”

Name: Drake'O'Hara Gender: Male Is your character currently alive? Drake is surprisingly still kickin' If so, what is his/her age? He's pushing a hard 46 Race: Human Biography: Drake'O'Hara lived not an easy life by any stretch of the imagination. Born in the wilds to his father, Atlas, and his mother, Aisling, onto a small wheat farm in the north. Drake was a happy child and life was simple. Unfortunetly, Aisling, Drakes mother died of starvation, having surrendered his well being with what little food she had left during a particularly winter when she offered it to her hungry children. Atlas, Heartbroken, struggled to raise his children alone. As Drake grew older he faced many a hardship. One being his younger brother, Timber, taking to crime in the small villages of the wilds, marauding in a group of bandits he called the Redrock Saints. Drake grew to resent his brother and when his father passed away at the age of 51 (When Drake was 19) due to both illness and the hard life he had lead, Drake felt there was nothing left for him at the old farm and took off into the wilds with nothing buy his fathers sword, Scarline, his fathers leather cigar pack, his fathers hunting jacket and a bottle of whiskey. Drake wandered the wilds for years, along with him was his childhood friend, Ulrik. Ulrik was a smith who chose to tag along with Drake in his ventures. However, at the age of 20, Drake came across a camp of wood elves who were under attack from a group of marauders. The Redrock Saints. Drake helped the elves fight off the marauders, and even though he had to engage his own brother, he was relieved that Timber escaped. The elves, feeling grateful that the young human would go out of his way to aid them in the fight, accepted him and Ulrik into the tribe. Drake took to the tribe like fish to water, but Ulrik was not so happy, and chose to move on. Drake even found love in the elven camp. Marrying a wood elf named Kayla. They were madly in love, but one day, against all odds, Drake discovered that Kayla was pregnant, and in a moment of panic, he cut and ran. Drake travelled the land for a long time. Always ashamed of what he had done, but always too scared to return. Drake, at the age of 36, arrived in Ursakar, a barony under the control of the Guivrets in the Duchy of Auvergne. By this time Drake was dirt poor, starving, and very sick from the weather around him. The Duchess of Auvergne, Helaine Guivret (You know him as STEALTHNINJAAP, thats right) saw this and took Drake in, giving him a job as a miner and putting a roof over his head. Now, with somewhere to live, Drake began to feel confident about his position and as the Duchy grew, Drake decided to offer his fathers sword in service to the Guivrets. Until Drake was 43 he served as a bannerman in the guivret corps, having seen combat in places such as the battle of Kal'Alras. At that age he was granted the position of Knight as a reward for his loyal service to the duchy. But, when Drake was 44, many of the Guivrets were killed in a raid, Including the Duke himself (Lugarthecougar) and much of his family, and Drake was devistated. So much so that he layed down his sword as a knight of the Guivrets, as all of his friends had left or died. Even the adopted Guivret child, Seria Aran, who Drake had personally guarded since she was 16, left with her husband, and Drake was left friendless once again. Drake still lives, and still seeks out some of his friends who disappeared from the Duchy during his time in service. Screenshots/Skins(Please use a spoiler)