Zeddicus Fyren

~Application~ MC name: Rumdoodle IC name: Warlord_Smithson Biography: At a young age, Smithson HoneBeard was taught a lesson. He was not like other dwarfs, he was a peacekeeper. He had never felt in his heart that fighting for blood and hate was the answer. His brother, Kaarl, never left his side, they were veterans of war, set out to protect the Kal Urgan and bring peace between the races. The first lesson Landon, their father taught them, was to never, ever stop bringing peace between the races, even if they risked their lives. Their mother was called Lily, a High Elf. The union between Landon and Lily was a rare sight, but the feeling between them was too strong for them. Pravino, a Dark Elf, was their cousin. Lily left her sister, Rose, and her family at a young age, a burning passion between her and Landon. When Smithson and Kaarl were born, their life expectancy was enlarged. Because Lily could live till 3000, Landon could live to 300, Kaarl and Smithson could live till1800. They stopped aging visually at 60, and now they are 137 in number, but still the battle scars reign over Smithson’s face and Kaarl’s bodies. Smithson and Kaarl know Pravino lives in Malinor, they are trying to contact him, even though it’s been years since Lily and Landon died, they needed to know more about the history of Lily. He never got a happy childhood, his father, Landon; a blacksmith, trained and trained Smithson and Kaarl, for he wanted them to protect the Kal Urgan, as his ancestors had. One night, after his father was returning home from a hard day of mining, he heard a shriek, then screams. He began running, like he had never, it was Lily, she was in pain. He withdrew his sword, The undead, he thought to himself, they were here, he saw an undead grabbing Lily, ‘NEVER!’ He screamed, as he launched himself at every undead that came after him, wave after wave. He loved Lily with all his heart, ever since he met her at the great tree. He could not bear the sound of her in pain; it was like daggers stabbing his heart. Smithson and Kaarl hid behind the wall, scared, worried. They had never seen their father fight like he had, through all the battles he had done and fought. The power that he brought his battleaxe down on the oncoming Undead was unbelievable. That was the second lesson they learnt, bringing anger through power created something unimaginable. ‘We must fight, for peace, for father and mother’ Smithson whispered to Kaarl in a quavering voice. ‘Yes, but first, you promise me this one thing Smithson, we will fight for peace, as father taught us to, until our hearts stop beating,’ They came out, from behind the wall, blazing fury in their eyes as they saw it was too late. Lily, their beautiful, caring mother, was being cradled in the arms of her husband. Landon, was crying, crying like he had never done. Smithson and Kaarl had never seen their father show emotion, but this, this, was serious. Before they could start crying, they noticed something, an arrow was penetrating his arm, he was losing blood, fast. ‘Take these axes, they were your ancestors’,’ Said Landon in a croaking voice. ‘But father’ Said Kaarl in a calm voice. ‘No, I have not much time left in me, take these tools and leave, search for the Kal Urgan, and protect it with your life,’ The groaning of zombies and Undead grew louder. With a quick flick of the tongue, Smithson and Kaarl were teleported away from the place they called home. Smithson and Kaarl from then on grew to be great heroes. Commanders in wars, alcoholics in bars. Great stories and Myths included Smithson and Kaarl. The final lesson they learnt was the best and only way to die, was to die for the person you love the most. Now my story begins and this is how it will end. That’s about it. (Note Bluebannana is my brother in RPG, he will shortly be posting a similar story, and he is called Kaarl HoneBeard) Why do you want to join the Walkers? I would like to join because i respect their way of life and because the things i've heard about them. Pravino told me that The Walkers is the best guild to join so i felt like joining. After reading the bio, i respected them so that's why i want to join. What speical skills will you be albe to give to The Walkers? I am a great fighter, handy with the axe, that's why I am the Dwarven Warlord. Which branch would you like to join and why? I would like to be a Night Walker as i am a very respected and good fighter and i will fight to protect the Walkers.

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~Application~ MC name: Rumdoodle IC name: Warlord_Smithson Biography: At a young age, Smithson HoneBeard was taught a lesson. He was not like other dwarfs, he was a peacekeeper. He had never felt in his heart that fighting for blood and hate was the answer. His brother, Kaarl, never left his side, they were veterans of war, set out to protect the Kal Urgan and bring peace between the races. The first lesson Landon, their father taught them, was to never, ever stop bringing peace between the races, even if they risked their lives. Their mother was called Lily, a High Elf. The union between Landon and Lily was a rare sight, but the feeling between them was too strong for them. Pravino, a Dark Elf, was their cousin. Lily left her sister, Rose, and her family at a young age, a burning passion between her and Landon. When Smithson and Kaarl were born, their life expectancy was enlarged. Because Lily could live till 3000, Landon could live to 300, Kaarl and Smithson could live till1800. They stopped aging visually at 60, and now they are 137 in number, but still the battle scars reign over Smithson’s face and Kaarl’s bodies. Smithson and Kaarl know Pravino lives in Malinor, they are trying to contact him, even though it’s been years since Lily and Landon died, they needed to know more about the history of Lily. He never got a happy childhood, his father, Landon; a blacksmith, trained and trained Smithson and Kaarl, for he wanted them to protect the Kal Urgan, as his ancestors had. One night, after his father was returning home from a hard day of mining, he heard a shriek, then screams. He began running, like he had never, it was Lily, she was in pain. He withdrew his sword, The undead, he thought to himself, they were here, he saw an undead grabbing Lily, ‘NEVER!’ He screamed, as he launched himself at every undead that came after him, wave after wave. He loved Lily with all his heart, ever since he met her at the great tree. He could not bear the sound of her in pain; it was like daggers stabbing his heart. Smithson and Kaarl hid behind the wall, scared, worried. They had never seen their father fight like he had, through all the battles he had done and fought. The power that he brought his battleaxe down on the oncoming Undead was unbelievable. That was the second lesson they learnt, bringing anger through power created something unimaginable. ‘We must fight, for peace, for father and mother’ Smithson whispered to Kaarl in a quavering voice. ‘Yes, but first, you promise me this one thing Smithson, we will fight for peace, as father taught us to, until our hearts stop beating,’ They came out, from behind the wall, blazing fury in their eyes as they saw it was too late. Lily, their beautiful, caring mother, was being cradled in the arms of her husband. Landon, was crying, crying like he had never done. Smithson and Kaarl had never seen their father show emotion, but this, this, was serious. Before they could start crying, they noticed something, an arrow was penetrating his arm, he was losing blood, fast. ‘Take these axes, they were your ancestors’,’ Said Landon in a croaking voice. ‘But father’ Said Kaarl in a calm voice. ‘No, I have not much time left in me, take these tools and leave, search for the Kal Urgan, and protect it with your life,’ The groaning of zombies and Undead grew louder. With a quick flick of the tongue, Smithson and Kaarl were teleported away from the place they called home. Smithson and Kaarl from then on grew to be great heroes. Commanders in wars, alcoholics in bars. Great stories and Myths included Smithson and Kaarl. The final lesson they learnt was the best and only way to die, was to die for the person you love the most. Now my story begins and this is how it will end. That’s about it. (Note Bluebannana is my brother in RPG, he will shortly be posting a similar story, and he is called Kaarl HoneBeard) Why do you want to join the Walkers? I would like to join because i respect their way of life and because the things i've heard about them. Pravino told me that The Walkers is the best guild to join so i felt like joining. After reading the bio, i respected them so that's why i want to join. What speical skills will you be albe to give to The Walkers? I am a great fighter, handy with the axe, that's why I am the Dwarven Warlord. Which branch would you like to join and why? I would like to be a Night Walker as i am a very respected and good fighter and i will fight to protect the Walkers.

Minecraft Name: Rumdoodle (Warrior_Smithson) RP Name: Warrior_Smithson Why do you wish to join The White Ravens? I wish to join the' White Ravens because of many reasons. One of the first main ones is, that i completely support your way of wanting to bond the land of Aegis, for i was a PeaceKeeper, set out to do what you did, and now i see you are doing the same, i wish to be part of what you do. Are you against the Undead? Why? I am against the undead because i am completely against all evil. I hated the Undead ever since i was attacked by them. They took my father, Landon, and tainted his soul, he was killed eventually. What skills do you bring to The White Ravens? How will these help us? I will bring my knowledge of the map, the world, and the Races. I am a skilled fighter, so i will only fight for defense, and only if i must fight, in order to bring a Union between the races. Do you understand and agree with all of our rules? I completely understand the rules and if i join i wish to obey them.

Aye lads and lasses, i come by the name of Smithson. I have been a peacekeeper for my whole life, battling all evil and hate. I try bring peace between the races. My father, Landon, once had a Peacekeepers Guild, but it was abolished by the Undead. That is why i have come back to open it. We will travel the lands, aiding who needs aid. Bringing peace between people, and sorting out problems. I have already chosen who i would like to share my travels in: Pravino Kaarl Homebeard and maybe more. If you would like to join, you must show great courage, and put other people's lives, in front of yours. An application is required. Though i will look at you ingame. RP Name: Race: Age: RP Age: What have you done that has proven you courageous? Are you at all in the Undead or Ascending: If you rated yourself 1-10, 1 for being self-centred, 10 for putting people in front of you, what is your rating? Anything else (description):