Jimacat

Imperial Citizenship Form 1.0.0 Name: Alexander Bedevere Surname/House: House Bedevere Age: 16 Gender: Male Race: Human Citizen Ship Class (A or B): B Physical Description Height: 5'10" Weight: 124 Pounds Eye Color: Green Hair Color: Brown Skin Color/Shade: White Outstanding Markings/Tattoos: None Personal Information Home Address (Leave blank if unknown): Salvian Keep Nation of Residence (Choose one: Renatus, Salvus, Hanseti, Seventis): Salvus Profession/Occupation: Squireship Oath(s) of Loyalty For all classes of Citizenship (fill your name in the blanks): "I, Alexander Bedevere, 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."

Imperial Citizenship Form 1.0.0 Name: Lillian M. Corvia Surname/House: Corvia Age: 32 Gender: Female Race: Human (adunian) Citizen Ship Class (A or B): B Physical Description Height: 6 "7 Weight: 200lb Eye Color: Grey Hair Color: Brown Skin Color/Shade: Tan Outstanding Markings/Tattoos: Scars litter her face Personal Information Home Address (Leave blank if unknown): Nation of Residence (Choose one: Renatus, Salvus, Hanseti, Seventis): Salvus Profession/Occupation: Escort Oath(s) of Loyalty For all classes of Citizenship (fill your name in the blanks): "I, Lillian Corvia, 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."

Lillian inspects the note, a slight smile appearing behind her pale gray mask. She turns and begins to rumage through her rucksack, glancing up occasionally at the people who pass her by. She pulls out a capsel of ink and a quill, she quickly opens it, dipping the quill in the ink. She pulls it out and signs her name "Lillian Corvia: Doctor"

<3 Moxxi forgives you

It would be awesome if it was on the plain instead of a mountain like last time, making it open for a lot of farming. I really did like the river running through the town though. Also it would be nice if it had an outer wall with the peasants and commoners and the inside one with the castle and barracks and mansions and things. Catacombs under paved roads would be cool for like secret ways to get around (but only in the inner wall). Stables outside the outer wall and tooooooons of farms. That's all, thank you

1. Mc name and rp name : ((Jimacat)) Hello.. I am Lillian Corvia, but you can call me Moxxi 2. What race are you : *You can easily tell she is a human* 3. Have you ever lived in solace: Aye, I have 4. Did anyone direct you to joining, if so who: Nay, no one. 5. (Answer in rp format what you do) - A man is walking down a street in fine silks and exotic velvet, running up to him you see two goblins and a orc about to corner him in a dark alley by the tavern. You hear a yelp and rush in to find him dead, the three running down the alley. *Lillian draws a knife from her belt, bolting after the goblins. "Halt!" She yells before going after them them. She chases them through city streets, stumbling through crowds of citizens. Lillian climbs onto the roof of the nearest building and chases them from there. She manages to follow them by the sound of screams of surprise and fright. Eventually, they hit a dead end, and Lillian slides off the roof onto the ground. "Surrender, or die." Exhausted, they surrender unable to even lift their heavy weapons. Lillian tells a citizen to call more guards and bring them here. The Shields soon show up and arrest the orc and goblins. 7. I, Lillian Corvia, Swear upon my honor that I will uphold the peace and security of my lord, Kyral Hightower, James Hightower and Lancel Hightower, and keep them safe. All indulgences of the world will not disrupt my task in protecting them to the best of my ability. So do I swear, Lillian Corvia.

Banned because my number is bigger then yours

YOU'RE BANNED BECAUSE THIS THREAD IS FREAKING 750 PAGES OF PEOPLE GETTING BANNED!

MC Name:((Jimacat)) RP Name: Kyral Celdus Short Biography: My mother was a maid in Godfrey's kingdom. She wanted me to live a different life so she got enough money and sent me off, but it didn't go as well as we had hoped. I left at 6, it has been 8 years since. I wear tattered and worn-out clothes with not a single crumb or coin in my pocket. I need a job. Character Ambitions: To make enough money to support myself. Why are you joining?: To serve the empire. What do you wish to achieve? Nothing in particular. What is your profession? Maid and servant work. Valois Service Oath: I, Kyral, 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.”

MC Username: Jimacat Rp Username (be sure to include the correct prefix, look up on info thread): Sa'mornia Character Skillset: Swordsmanship:100 Stealth:5 Herbalism:50 Farming:15 Appearance (age, SUBRACE, gender): Sa'mornia is a fairly tall adult kha'tigrasi. She wears a bandana on her wounded eyes. She wears a black cloak with golden rims and carries a staff to better help her to see. Personality: Sa'mornia is very shy around her fellow Kha, but is fierce around other races. Sa'mornia is fairly smart, but unfortunately has now lost the ability to learn on her own, since she cannot read. Sa'mornia can be very clever with words but can slip up easily. Sa'mornia is curios, this can lead to her downfall though Sa'mornia is very willful, she doesn't fall under pier pressure Please include a short bio of your character's life: Sa'mornia was born in the empire but was kidnapped at the age of 30 and brought to a facility that captured Kharahyrs and forced them to breed, skinning their kin when the time was right. Sa'mornia's time had come (since she was still very young) and they took her out of her cage pulling out a sharp knife. The knife slowly approached her skin when suddenly a great fire erupted. Sa'mornia saw her chance and scrambled out of his hands running away as fast as she could. She squeezed herself through a small hole in the back of the building, escaping narrowly, but there standing in front of her was one of the men with his sword drawn. In a last attempt to kill the Kharajyr and take one more skin, he slashed at her face, cutting both of her eyes. She darted away letting out howls of pain. She followed a cent of Kharajyr and found their Empire once more. There she was mended back to health, except for her eyes. She wore a bandana to hide her hideous scars. She spent many restless nights wondering what she was going to do. She grew very shy as some insulted her, because of her bandana, she was a pity full little kitten. The shyness stuck with her for some time. Over time her hatred of the humans and other races grew. Character's ambitions: Sa'mornia wishes to live a happy life with her people. She will uphold the law and does not take kindly to those who do not. She wants to live life to the fullest, but sadly can't. She wishes to learn to become a doctor, to repay the empire for what they had given to her. _---Situational Rp Questions---_ 1. As you travel through the Karakatuan jungle, you spot a human trespassing on your nation's lands. He approaches you, obviously distressed, and asks for any food, water, or shelter that you can provide, then tells you that he has been lost in the area for days without any proper supplies. How do you react?: Sa'mornia hissed at the man, looking in his general direction, "Go back from whence you came you pathetic creata! Or die here where you stawnd!" The man spoke, his voice shaky, "But I'm lost! Please help me, just.. give me a map or s-something!" Sa'mornia sniffed the air catching a small sent of orc. She pointed in that direction smirking, "Go. You will find your home..." The man smiled, "Oh thank you!" and walked off. 2. As you romp through the lands of the "apes", you come across a tavern. Inside this tavern, a Dwarf notices you and starts gawking at you, then begins to speak. "Oi! I gots a bowl of cream for you, Kitty! Ha! I'd bet you would make a nice throw rug, wouldn't ya, ya mangy furball?!" He continues act generally as racist as possible. What do you do?: Sa'mornia growled but said nothing, she had been through a long day and didn't want to deal with it, plus the strong smell of alcohol and humans hurt her nose. She decided to leave slamming the door behind her, angrily. 3. One of your fellow Kharajyr and a close friend of yours comes to your dwelling in the middle of the night and begins to pound on your door. After you let him in, he confesses to killing another Kharajyr over a slice of cake. What do you do in response? Sa'mornia growled angrily, hitting his chest with her staff, sending him to the floor. "Sa'mornia is vera disappointed in yu. Leava at hwonce." The friend scurried up and slowly left her hut mumbling an apology. Sa'mornia closed the door and sat down on her bed sighing, was she going to lose one of her only friends? She spent the rest of the night sleepless, her head full of worry. Do you swear to follow the Tlatlanni and uphold his law, and do you swear to hold Metztli and all of her actions as sacred? Sa'mornia bows to Metztli "So'mornia swearsa." Please include a screenshot or 3D render of your character's skin vvvvvvvvvvvvv

Banned because you are now old hat! Too old...

MC Username: Jimacat Rp Username (be sure to include the correct prefix, look up on info thread): Sa'mornia Character Skillset: Swordsmanship:100 Stealth:5 Herbalism:50 Farming:15 Appearance (age, SUBRACE, gender): Sa'mornia is a fairly tall adult kha'tigrasi. She wears a bandana on her wounded eyes. She wears a black cloak with golden rims and carries a staff to better help her to see. Personality: Sa'mornia is very shy around her fellow Kha, but is fierce around other races. Sa'mornia is fairly smart, but unfortunately has now lost the ability to learn on her own, since she cannot read. Sa'mornia can be very clever with words but can slip up easily. Sa'mornia is curios, this can lead to her downfall though Sa'mornia is very willful, she doesn't fall under pier pressure Please include a short bio of your character's life: Sa'mornia was born in the empire but was kidnapped at the age of 30 and brought to a facility that captured Kharahyrs and forced them to breed, skinning their kin when the time was right. Sa'mornia's time had come (since she was still very young) and they took her out of her cage pulling out a sharp knife. The knife slowly approached her skin when suddenly a great fire erupted. Sa'mornia saw her chance and scrambled out of his hands running away as fast as she could. She squeezed herself through a small hole in the back of the building, escaping narrowly, but there standing in front of her was one of the men with his sword drawn. In a last attempt to kill the Kharajyr and take one more skin, he slashed at her face, cutting both of her eyes. She darted away letting out howls of pain. She followed a cent of Kharajyr and found their Empire once more. There she was mended back to health, except for her eyes. She wore a bandana to hide her hideous scars. She spent many restless nights wondering what she was going to do. She grew very shy as some insulted her, because of her bandana, she was a pity full little kitten. The shyness stuck with her for some time. Over time her hatred of the humans and other races grew. Character's ambitions: Sa'mornia wishes to live a happy life with her people. She will uphold the law and does not take kindly to those who do not. She wants to live life to the fullest, but sadly can't. She wishes to learn to become a doctor, to repay the empire for what they had given to her. _---Situational Rp Questions---_ 1. As you travel through the Karakatuan jungle, you spot a human trespassing on your nation's lands. He approaches you, obviously distressed, and asks for any food, water, or shelter that you can provide, then tells you that he has been lost in the area for days without any proper supplies. How do you react?: Sa'mornia hissed at the man, looking in his general direction, "Go back from whence you came you pathetic creata! Or die here where you stawnd!" The man spoke, his voice shaky, "But I'm lost! Please help me, just.. give me a map or s-something!" Sa'mornia sniffed the air catching a small sent of orc. She pointed in that direction smirking, "Go. You will find your home..." The man smiled, "Oh thank you!" and walked off. 2. As you romp through the lands of the "apes", you come across a tavern. Inside this tavern, a Dwarf notices you and starts gawking at you, then begins to speak. "Oi! I gots a bowl of cream for you, Kitty! Ha! I'd bet you would make a nice throw rug, wouldn't ya, ya mangy furball?!" He continues act generally as racist as possible. What do you do?: Sa'mornia growled but said nothing, she had been through a long day and didn't want to deal with it, plus the strong smell of alcohol and humans hurt her nose. She decided to leave slamming the door behind her, angrily. 3. One of your fellow Kharajyr and a close friend of yours comes to your dwelling in the middle of the night and begins to pound on your door. After you let him in, he confesses to killing another Kharajyr over a slice of cake. What do you do in response? Sa'mornia growled angrily, hitting his chest with her staff, sending him to the floor. "Sa'mornia is vera disappointed in yu. Leava at hwonce." The friend scurried up and slowly left her hut mumbling an apology. Sa'mornia closed the door and sat down on her bed sighing, was she going to lose one of her only friends? She spent the rest of the night sleepless, her head full of worry. Do you swear to follow the Tlatlanni and uphold his law, and do you swear to hold Metztli and all of her actions as sacred? Sa'mornia bows to Metztli "So'mornia swearsa." Please include a screenshot or 3D render of your character's skin Sa'mornia's skin:

MC Username: Jimacat Rp Username (be sure to include the correct prefix, look up on info thread): Sormona Levie Character Skillset: Swordsmanship: 100 Farming:15 Hermbilism:50 Stealth:5 Appearance (age, SUBRACE, gender): Sormona is a fairly tall adult kha'tigrasi. She wears a bandana on her wounded eyes. She wears a black cloak with golden rims and carries a staff to better help her to see. Personality: Sormona is very shy around other Kharahjyrs, but is fierce around other races. Sormona is fairly smart, but unfortunately has now lost the ability to learn on her own, since she cannot read. Sormona can be very clever with words but can slip up easily. Sormona is curios, this can lead to her downfall though Sormona is very willful, she doesn't fall under pier pressure Please include a short bio of your character's life: Sormona was born in the empire but was kidnapped at the age of 30 and brought to a facility that captured Kharahyrs and forced them to breed, skinning their kin when the time was right. Sormona's time had come (since she was still very young) and they took her out of her cage pulling out a sharp knife. The knife slowly approached her skin when suddenly a great fire erupted. Sormona saw her chance and scrambled out of his hands running away as fast as she could. She squeezed herself through a small hole in the back of the building, escaping narrowly, but there standing in front of her was one of the men with his sword drawn. In a last attempt to kill the Kharajyr and take one more skin, he slashed at her face, cutting both of her eyes. She darted away letting out howls of pain. She followed a cent of Kharajyr and found their Empire once more. There she was mended back to health, except for her eyes. She wore a bandana to hide her hideous scars. She spent many restless nights wondering what she was going to do. She grew very shy as some insulted her, because of her bandana, she was a pity full little kitten. The shyness stuck with her for some time. Over time her hatred of the humans and other races grew. Character's ambitions: To live a happy life _---Situational Rp Questions---_ 1. As you travel through the Karakatuan jungle, you spot a human trespassing on your nation's lands. He approaches you, obviously distressed, and asks for any food, water, or shelter that you can provide, then tells you that he has been lost in the area for days without any proper supplies. How do you react?: Sormona hissed at the man, looking in his general direction, "Go back from whence you came you pathetic creature! Or die here where you stand!" The man spoke, his voice shaky, "But I'm lost! Please help me, just.. give me a map or s-something!" Sormona sniffed the air catching a small sent of orc. She pointed in that direction smirking, "Go. You will find your home..." The man smiled, "Oh thank you!" and walked off. 2. As you romp through the lands of the "apes", you come across a tavern. Inside this tavern, a Dwarf notices you and starts gawking at you, then begins to speak. "Oi! I gots a bowl of cream for you, Kitty! Ha! I'd bet you would make a nice throw rug, wouldn't ya, ya mangy furball?!" He continues act generally as racist as possible. What do you do?: Sormona growled but said nothing, she had been through a long day and didn't want to deal with it, plus the strong smell of alcohol and humans hurt her nose. She decided to leave slamming the door behind her, angrily. 3. One of your fellow Kharajyr and a close friend of yours comes to your dwelling in the middle of the night and begins to pound on your door. After you let him in, he confesses to killing another Kharajyr over a slice of cake. What do you do in response? Sormona growled angrily, hitting his chest with her staff, sending him to the floor. "I am very disappointed in you.. Leave at once." The friend scurried up and slowly left her hut mumbling an apology. Sormona closed the door and sat down on her bed sighing, was she going to lose one of her only friends? She spent the rest of the night sleepless, her head full of worry. Do you swear to follow the Tlatlanni and uphold his law, and do you swear to hold Metztli and all of her actions as sacred? Sormona promises. Please include a screenshot or 3D render of your character's skin Here you are!

10/10 Yes..

8/10

MC name: Jimacat Strengths: Archery, Parkour, Survival Games, PVP Weaknesses(if any):TnT cannon shooting, Ladders, Spleef Have you read the rules listed in the Olympiad Rules? And do you agree to abide by them? Yes Other notes: Nope

I give it a cool out of yes

8/10 Nice

4/10 Never seen you before

3/10 WHAT IS IT?

10/10 He's the best :3

8/10 LOL XD