paladist

*Drecar is rather suprised to see Seth and he furrows his brows at him.*

I came down to see what all the rucus was about. Why are you down here with food?

*Drecar finally gets sick of the noise and gets up from his perch upon the corner of the city wall. He walks into the gatehouse and opens the gate. He walks onto the bridge then down to the entrance into the legion base and looks over the edge studying everything in the nearby area with his eyes.*

Drecar walks by happily, hoping to see a new mali'aheral and introduce them to the fine city.He notices a new note and stops his daily commute to read it. As he reads it his expression fades to nothingness. Once he is complete his expression shows great joy.

"It is about time the people of this city finally decided enough was enough. Maybe one day this city will once again be pure. However it seems they have missed a few things."

Drecar gets out his quill, his green ink and some paper and writes down something upon the note.

To whom it may concern,

I would like to add an addition to your concern of purity.

Destroying the natural beauty of ones self is also an act of impurity. Which includes anything that pierces the body, creates a permanent mark and/or masks the natural beauty of ones self.

The way one fraternizes with other can also be considered a type of challenging purity. You do not verbally fraternize, we use poems.

After many acts of liberalism, one should be considered impure.

These are not actually something that makes one impure, simply challenges their purity of mind.

I would like to formally conduct a meeting of the Tilruir. Discussing what makes one impure, what makes one liberal as well as the punishments.

Drecar posts the note upon the board below the current note. After Drecar walks off with increased glee.

Alternate Minecraft Account Name:Hot_to_party69 (I know it's fairly vulgar. I could always buy a new account.)

Already Accepted Minecraft Account Name:paladist

How old are you?:15

Character Name:Julius Crokart

Character Race:Human

Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:

Julius is around 55 years old and with that age very close to death. Currently he is still working as a farmer and pushing his aged body to the limits. He has gray hair, brown eyes and a small gut. He is scarred of halflings size. "They are too damn small to live". He reacts to them with verbal hostility. Julius is a widow, his wife died about 5 years ago from old age.While he was young his parents were very loving. His father was a very skilled farmer. He had little money because of the job however, the man taught Julius all he knew. Julius learned very slowly.

Julius when he was about 32 finally earned himself a farm. A few weeks after that had happened he was approached by a hungry vagrant, his whole family died in a fire and he was injured and couldn't find an employer that would hire him as he lost a hand because of the fire. Julius gave the vagrant the minas he was about to take to the taxer of the city. It was all the money he had. His farm was taken away and he was forced to work as a hired hand on someone else's farm for even longer.

What are your characters ambitions?:

Because of Julius' age he has little ambitions except to live another night.

Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:

http://imgur.com/LK3Jp

Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:

Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?

Julius:"Hhhello fine sir, might I inquire what you are selling?"

Dwarf:"Yes lad, I am selling fine headwear."

Julius looks through his selection hastily then suddenly stops and stares at a fedora.

Dwarf:" Aye that is a fine fedora. It would look great with yer..... Hair?"

Julius laughs

Julius:"Alright, I'll take it."

Julius hands him a small bag on minas.

Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:

Julius scurries over to the man, he offers a hand.

A halfling runs up and starts collecting the minas.

Julius retracts his hand before the man can accept it and he picks up a rock and throws it at the halflings head

The halfling runs off because he is scarred.

Julius once again offers the man a hand

The man accepts and Julius pulls him up slowly, hurting Julius' back.

Drecar reads all the notes carefully. He then writes his own note.

I have very much so enjoyed the iron armor you gave me. I was wondering if you could make me a few things.

-Very strong gauntlets.

-Very strong chest plate.

-Very strong leg plates.

-Very strong boots.

-Quite a few buckets.

I need the armor and gauntlets for hunting. I've been attacked by far too many hostilities and caused way too many close calls via insufficient armor. Also when people enter the city and no guards are about, I will be able to take matters within my own hands.

The buckets are for the innkeeper. I am willing to pay as much as needed.

Drecar walks by the notice board as he does every so often. He notices the poems posted. He reads them all. He continues walking, repeating the poems in a low tone to help him remember them.

((we need another monks opinion -.-))

((Cant you still cure the poison from within my body?))

((Have I been healed or not?))

Talar has no wounds, he is simply very pale and sweating with a fever. (Poison)

Talar doesn't wake up in fact his heart rate goes down.

*As you (monks only) walk towards your room you notice a sign beside Talar's door. It reads "To whom it may concern, I Talar have given up my pursuit of becoming a monk. I simply cannot accept the Triumvate into my life." You hear a thud inside his room as you read the sign. You open the door to see as he was gathering his things from his chest he fell unconscious. As you take a closer look he is very pale.

Talar runs up to her room to ask her a question as he does ever so often. As he knocks on the door he realises she is not in. He continue this a few more times that day until realizing something is wrong so he asks around and eventually one of the other monks tells him she resigned. ((who's going to teach me magics?))

+1 I love rping with him and hanging out with him in TS hes very mature and fun!

an unknown person puts a note under all of the current notes.

Dear Mali'Aheral..

I feel if you leave the gates open all the time... Nobody will attack. People attack you because they feel insulted to not be within such a grand city... And so they decide they will break in and pillage while they're at it... Also just so you know your "Greatest Guardian" has many flaws and you should definitely modify it.

Sincerly, Anonymous

Drecar walks by and stops to look at the note

"Hmm.. I wonder who he will pick to be his best man..."

Name: Drecar Razier

Choice: If absolutely necessary I will aid in combat but I would prefer to send supplies.

Reason: It is important to aid allies but more important to keep Mali'Aheral alive.

MC Name: paladist

RP Age: 19

Link to Application: ((i have no app for this character so heres a description.)) Baylee is a 5'6" human with long chestnut brown hair and emerald colored eyes. She isn't muscular but slightly lean, her weapons are always lightweight and sharp.

Type of clothing[Descriptive]: NOTHING SKIMPY. Very little chain mail armor. With cloth underneath some of it. Maybe shoulder guards and maybe light bracers.

Color of shirt?: Light brown, Light gray, light blue, maybe a green. Your choice!

Color of pants?: Your choice!

Dress?:N/A

Noble/work?: Raider/assassin/cook

Gender?:Female, human.

Who would you like to make the skin?: Your choice I guess (sorry if thats getting old.)

What's your MC name?

paladist

What kind of events are most interested in? (Playing as a temporary faction, creature, Antagonist etc..)

I am willing to do any jobs that needs doing but I would prefer being maybe a temporary Protagonist to help other fight the antagonist or really anything of that sort..

What kinds of influential RP has your current LOTC character been involved in?

Infuential RP? Well my current character Drecar (high elf)is a member of the High Elven servants (government) he used to be the innkeeper. He is hard to make mad but when he gets upset you'd better watch out, he is very close minded and actually doesn't mind some people in other races.

What in your opinion, makes a good event?

Something that is exciting without making it impossible or frustrating for the person we are RPing for. Don't make it so he has to kill an entire wolf pack by himself, unless he loves that kind of impossible challenge it won't be fun at all.

Let's say your playing as a wolf, wandering outside a village and you smell cake from within a bakery that seems unattended. Inside the bakery the cake sits on the counter. What do you do and how do you emote?

I slowly prowl into the city trying not to be noticed. Once I am noticed (Because it would be hard no to be noticed)As he person tries calling for help I sprint at them full speed, I bite their shin and they cannot chase me because of the excruciating pain. I continue sprinting towards the bakery but the get stopped by an armored guard. I leap at him to bite his throat, but he was too fast, he swung his axe as I leaped.. I lie on the ground barely conscious weaving for air.... Until I slowly die.

You're playing as a necromancer hiding out in a graveyard, in search of a relic. Two armor-less players enter the graveyard to revisit an old friend. What do you do to create an experience for them and how do you reveal yourself?

As I hide behind the tomb I watch their every movement, waiting for them to not be paying attention.The men get to the grave they went there for. I use my abilities to reanimate the corpse of their fallen friend. After two minutes of the corpse clawing through the ground. He finally reaches the surface. Reaching his hand through the fresh grass and pulling himself out. I cannot hold in my laughter any longer.They look over to me and I then tell my new minion to attack. I'm still laughing hysterically at the men and they start running away. I continue my search for the relic.Later the men come back and this time they brought armor, and a few city guards "Stay back! don't make me hurt you." I would shout. I would use all my energy reanimating new corpse minions but alas I cannot keep them off of me for that long and I have to run away leaving them with an army of zombies.

You're playing as a drunken sailor. You have to tell players rumors of treasure but accidentally, how do you go about doing this?

Sailor enters the tavern.

Bartender "Can I get you something to drink?

Sailor "A bottle of rum and enough glasses for the fine lads at this table here" Proceeds to sit down with them.

Man 1 "Hey thanks we were getting low on drinks" he then lets out a half drunken laugh

Man 2 "Aren't you Jack?"

Sailor "Errm No..."

Man 2 "Yes you are, you were the laughing stock of the city" lets out a hysterical laugh at the man

The bartender brings over the drinks

The Sailor gives the money to the bartender and a small tip while he fills his glass

Man 1 "Remember when you would go around the city screaming about a treasure map" says as he's still laughing

Man 2 "Wasn't it called the treasure of Los'Dormis"

Man 1 "Haha, Yup"

Sailor Slams his drink."Your not going to make fun of me when I find it..."

Man 1 "Oh... I'm sorry I didn't know you knew where it was please go on" Says in a sarcastic tone

Man 2 "Oh please do!"

Sailor "Yea well I did find it."

Man 1 "Oh really prove it."

Sailor is now furious"It's in the McCreagan river" Screams proving his point.

Create a small paragraph describing a quirky character that could provide roleplay for players.

A rather short northener who is also quite fat and very clumsy. He has millions of stories about himself in wars and such, also how he was the general of a secret service and he killed one of the rex's of War Uzg. He has quite the temper and will storm off in anger if someone questions him.

I support this app. I think Ikur is one of the few RPers I've met who could compare to Dio Astore... He really immerses himself in his RP and it's very easy to tell just by a small conversation.

Drecar notices the letter and interested in the knowledge it could contain he picks it up and reads it.

"Atrocities done by the Kharajyr.... What atrocities..."

Drecar takes the letter to the community board and pins it up then seeks out the other Tilruir to inform them.

Drecar sees his opportunity rise and pins a few folders of pictures.

http://imgur.com/a/phldu

(( it is four stories and you can easily add more...))

*Drecar reads the note with discust

I know she wouldn't do such a thing as to murder Mali'Aheral and if she did he most likely wasn't pure.. I vote no.

*As you walk by the message board you notice a new note. On stationary paper you've never seen

before. It reads:

To whom it may concern.

I, Drecar Razier have returned from my outing in Oren. It was of short notice but very important. I spoke with a good friend of mine and a Lord of the Soulblades and he has agreed for the soon to come war he offers all residents of Haelun'or a refuge during the battle and future battles. He will also speak with the leaders of other families about not helping the uruk, and also stated he will consider it but he may lend us a few troops and himself on the battlefield!