Sargeblub

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Character name(out of curiosity): James Aylward

Minecraft Name: Sargeblub

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Age: 22

Reference as of hairstyle / face / skin: http://imgur.com/eNqgIcw This skin already has the head that I'll be using for this character so no need to worry about that.

Specific hair color / eye color: ^

Reference as of clothing attire: http://imgur.com/Qdh9CFX

Specific clothing colors:

Scarf/hood type garment; a burgundy shade

coat of plates on the chest; an off white/eggshell/cream, whichever looks best with the rest of the skin, the metal rivets on the coat should match the rest of the armor

metal of the armor; a nice polished steel but not too shiny, look like it's been worn a decent amount

helmet; this is optional because I'm not sure how well a kettle helm would translate into MC, but if you think you can recreate a helmet like that then I'd love to see what you come up with!

mail; a darker gray shade than the armor 

Agreed price: 250 sound fair to you?

I love your work on PMC, keep it up!

Your Name: James Aylward

Your MCName: Sargeblub

Your Skype: Sargeblub

Race: Human

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Do you require housing?: It's not necessary but it would be appreciated.

Division Sought: Research & Retrieval

Magical Ability: None as of yet.

If None, Willingness to Learn: Quite willing, hopefully Conjuration or Arcanism.

Very nice work!

Ser Robert Knolles, resting within Summerhall, offers a warm grin to the small courier boy that has just recently brought him a note. As the man-at-arms reads over the note his happy smile falls from his face. "Those dogs!" Ser Robert would exclaim as he pounds his right fist against the table beside him in an uncharacteristic show of anger. "By my hilt! These black villains will surely face retribution befitting of the actions that they have done upon the good Archduke! Blood for Amaury!"

+1 in honor of Freema

Name: Robert Knolles

Town/Lands of Residence: Summerhall

Specific Residence, if applicable: The Barracks within the Keep in Summerhall

Occupation: Servant to the Archduke

Skills, if any: Woodworking (Veteran)

-=OOC=-

IGN: Sargeblub

Are you in the Skype group?: Nope

MC Name: Sargeblub

RP Name: James Aylward

Skype Name(You may PM it): Sargeblub

Teamspeak?: Yep

Timezone: EST

Profession(s)(Include level):

Will this be a main character?: Most likely

Name: Tarmin Chivay II
Organization serving under: Lt. Governor's Retinue
Have you met with either the Lt. Governor or Governor?: Yes
Do you swear to abide by the Governor's law and orders during the Occupation?:

I do swear to abide by the Governor's law and orders during the Occupation.

I've roleplayed with him for a few years now, great roleplayer and great guy in general. He has good ideas and the will to put them into action. In the past he's been awesome at providing fun roleplay for me and others and I'd love to see him as a part of the Event Team.

+1

+1

+1

Lanon Chivay and Tarmin Chivay stand side by side and hold one another's shoulder. Several manly tears are shared by the father and son as they hear the news of Peter's passing. 

((It's been real, Tom. I remember the first time we RPed together back in Hanseti when you played a blacksmith and Steven played a fletcher. I love you babe :( ))

Tarmin II Chivay stands beside the the Emperor. He smiles widely while the Emperor gives his speech, then joins along with the shouting afterwards,

"Ave Chivay!"

Lanon Chivay sits upon a plain wooden chair, the words of war repeating themselves in his head as he stares at the fireplace in front of him. One hand rests under his chin, holding it up, whilst the other hand feels the engraved pommel of his bastard sword which sits on his lap. His thumb runs over the sparrow on his pommel, holding a rose in it's beak. He zones out momentarily, and he comes back to himself with a sigh. "And so it goes."

Name: Lanon Chivay
Surname/House: House Chivay
 

Age: 34
Gender: Male
Race: Human

Citizen Ship Class: Class A

 

Physical Description

Height: 6'3"

Weight: 231

Eye Color: Pale Blue

Hair Color: Brown

Skin Color/Shade: Fair

Outstanding Markings/Tattoos: Usually wears a beard. Has many small scars along his hands and arms from years as a swordsmen. He has a small scar on the right side of his top lip. Has a large scar going diagonally from just above his belly button to his waist.

 

Personal Information

Home Address: The Chivay Manor

Nation of Residence:  Renatus

Profession/Occupation: White Rose

 

Oaths of Loyalty

 

For all classes of Citizenship:

 

"I, Lanon Chivay, 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."

 

 

CLASS A CITIZENS ONLY ((OOC OATH)):

 

"I, Sargeblub, hereby
acknowledge and give my consent to the OOC rule that should my character
be found guilty of High Treason within the Empire, the Emperor
personally (and only the Emperor) has the right to execute permanently
my character. I accept this condition and make it entirely upon my free
will."

I give Kai my support, I think he'd be a great addition to the team. I've had quite a bit of RP with him and it's never a let down; always fun and very enjoyable. +1

((Accidental double post, might as well and make it useful. Here's what Lanon's scabbard would look like:

http://www.heavenlyswords.com/images/P/SW677-01.jpg

Lanon Chivay sits in a wooden chair to the right of Thomas and Peter's thrones. He rests one hand on his thigh and the other holds a glass of wine, occasionally sipping from it as he watches the party proceed before him. He looks over his left shoulder, nodding to Thomas and Peter as he gets up from his seat and sets his glass down behind him. His left hand rests on the hilt of his bastard sword so that it doesn't move while he strides. The pommel of the sword has a sparrow upon it, holding a rose in it's beak. The scabbard is black, the ends molded from gold and intricately decorated. Upon the black field of the scabbard, the Chivay crest sits; a yellow shield with two sparrows upon it. He walks around the room, nodding to some guests, bowing to others. He stops at a few groups to chat with them, but he mostly remains silent and continues to circulate around the room. He runs both of his hands down his chest, smoothing out his yellow vest. His hands move to the the Sparrow pendant that rests at the center of his chest. He feels the texture of the jewels that adorn the pendant, then adjusts it and returns his hands to his sides. His vest nearly glows against his darkly colored pants and undershirt, displaying the Chivay colors proudly. He stretches his neck, moving the high collar that reaches nearly to his jaw and stops himself so he can smile at a Noble lass that stands across from him. He steps forward, his boots clicking against the floor crisply as he moves to talk to the lady.

Lanon's outfit, though the pendant should be a Sparrow, the vest should be yellow, and he should have a bit more facial hair.

Gwyn walks from the Rose Keep, his legs moving quickly beneath him. He walks for quite some time, nodding to strangers as he passes by them, until he finally stops. He leans against the trunk of a thick tree, sighing deeply as he slides down the trunk until he's sitting. He pulls the piece of parchment from his belt and opens it with his gloved hands. He pulls a large piece of bread from a pouch on his belt and munches on it while he reads the letter.

Pol, don't mess up.

I sincerely hope that you don't change how food heals players. Yeah, it sounds awesome to have an apothecary in the beginning, but it just becomes a huge drag and you end up worrying more about your health than your RP. I think the healing system is fine as it is, keep MC mechanics with MC mechanics and RP with RP.

Pol's a bro, and would be an awesome GM. He's very level headed, even when we're playing Chivalry, which is impossible. +1

Lord Lanon Chivay sees the poster and smirks. He begins to chuckle as he reads things like 'this must stop' and 'just beat them up'. He spits on many of the Elven posts and then says to himself, "I dare one of those filthy Elves to try and touch me, I'll bring the hand of a Chivay down upon them."

I'd love to help on the build server. I don't spend a lot of time building in Minecraft, but I feel confident doing the things listed, such as terraforming and making tents and whatnot.

Lanon's eyes light up, and he bursts out with laughter, "Toov! That tricky bastard. He's an Inquisitor now? Quite the honor, I suppose I'll need to speak to him soon." He bursts out with laughter once again as Peter beams the basket at Velwyn.

Lanon smiles widely as he sees Peter, "By god, Peter, have I got a story to tell you!" He laughs loudly then looks to Tanith, "Well, congratulations, M'lady. And who might the lucky man be? I suppose I should move on from whores to actual ladies sometime soon..."