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Megacomet

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  1. MC Name: megacomet79 Desired Character’s Name: Takala'Chesmu Skype Username (Highly Recommended): You already have mine. Relation to Others in the Tribe (must have permission from existing character. This is optional): Blood-related to Takala'Sahkonteic and Takala'Ishbala Amount of time played each day: 1 - 2 hours on weekdays, innumerable hours on weekends. Time Zone: EST (Eastern Standard Time)
  2. I am all in agreement with the planned /event command, as we really cannot do much when we need a GM to give us our powers, and even less when it's gone outright. I will also second Benboboy's proposal, as it will only make things simpler for the actors, the players, and the GM's.
  3. [[ Sorry for the OOC, but I believe I was supposed to be added to a Qynian skype group? I haven't, so far. ]] EDIT: I was added to skype chat, everything's good now.
  4. A note is given by hand to the ambassador in Karik. The note is written on a wrinkled piece of parchment, seemingly torn out of a book. The writing on the note is in sloppy handwriting, and full of spelling and grammatical errors. It reads: Application ((MC Name: )) (( megacomet79 )) ((Skype: )) (( megacomet79 )) Name: "Me nai name be Hagrain Elaendor." Job: "I dun ave a job at te moe moment, but I was a fer farmer befere." Skills: "I can fram farm prety well, cause I grew up farmin since I were a wee lad. I can reed and write a little bit, but not too well. Stil takes me a bit of time te do tat." History: "I were born te a poor farmin family, wit too two older brotters. I spent a lot o my childood wit me mother, cause me pap 'n brothers were always out workin'. When I were old enouf, I got to go work wit me pap 'n brothers, out in te farms. I wanted te get pap's respect, like te older two, so I tried to work really her hard. O'er e few years, I did me best, 'n got me respect, but by t'en, I was alredy ol' enough to move out, and me old folks were old. Big brother said 'e would stay to take care of 'em, while middle brother 'n me went out te fin' jobs. Middle but brotter 'n me split up, and I got a job workin' te farms for some old fellah. 'e was nice 'n all, but I got fired 'cause of his cow sha mean jerk of a son." Why do you wish to join us? "I wanna join ye' guys cause I'm 'omeless 'n jobless, fer one t'ing. I wan' some place te call home, and people te call family. An' if ye' can let me stay, I can 'elp ye' prosper, as if ye' were me own blood." What clan do you wish to serve and why: "I wish t'e serve t'e sho chsek chosceba Chosekabe, 'cause there peaceful, like me, and good farmers, like me. I t'ink me skills be at better use wit' dem."
  5. Hargrethor The Foolhardy stumbles drunkenly through the streets of Arethor, after having a bit too much to drink. Finding a place to lean against, he notices a piece of parchment, attached the wall. Taking some time to read the message, he thinks to himself, "Adventure, eh? Sounds like me kinda trip!" Hargrethor waits for another hour, until he is sober enough to write coherently. He pulls out a piece of parchment and a quill, and writes with sloppy handwriting and poor spelling, "Der Dear Enamerf, Tis venture's lookin like it cu could use me skills, sign ol Hargrethor up! Er, and by te way, we where be the Harber Roost? Regerds, Hargrethor." After writing the message, he looks throughout the city, trying to get someone to lend him a bird. He convinces some stranger to send the message to Emanaf.
  6. I presume this has been confirmed? Anyways, things are looking good, and I am looking forward to the new /event command.
  7. Now, I'm not "The Best" at building, but I do have some level of skill in it, as well as terraforming. So if you need me, I'm here.
  8. That would be Viper3x, I'll make sure to bring this up.
  9. The idea is promising, but you need to follow the format for event proposals. The format is pinned in this subforum.
  10. While that would be great, Minecraft won't support this until the 1.4 update. But still, it would make a great future addition.
  11. All of this looks great! And as for soulstones, I support the idea of the leader of a town or whatnot being able to choose whether or not people can set soulstones in that area.
  12. Yes, and it is that the server is up, if you do not already know.
  13. I like this new system, well I suppose old system. It just seems a lot more fluid. Now, I guess I could go into intense detail on what I like about it, or what seems to need improvement, but that is for another day, when the rules are more developed and tested.
  14. (( Sorry for lack of response, I wasn't able to reply for the last few hours.)) Herith Eldecia, whilst the others discussed, slid into silence, simply observing as he half-reads his book. Itching his nose, he closes his book and stands up, rejoining the crowd. Fidgeting nervously, he speaks, "T-this is an i-nteresting proposition. Though, I don' think there will be a p-problem. Most likely any destruction against the Aeg-people of Asulon will be self-inflicted, as always."
  15. Herith Eldecia raises an eyebrow with intrigue. He closes his book, and turns to face the man. He remains silent for a moment, scanning the old figure, and appearingly deep in thought. He looks through his satchel, putting by his side, near his left hand. After nearly a minute, he speaks, "Speak with me? Hrmm, not the most common of occasions. Well, what'ye need?" Herith stands, shifting from side to side, awaiting a responce.
  16. Oh, there are many reasons why someone would want so badly to see a server like LoTC burn. Most likely, another server may see us as competition, and attack us to eliminate the competition, and become the "Number One Server".
  17. Viper, now that you are able to regain your activity, at what times roughly would you be most active?
  18. Can said contestants work together? Or must these be done individually?
  19. Herith Eldecia sits down upon one of the benches found in the Cloud Temple Sanctuary, reading one book intently, whilst scribbling notes into another. After writing non-stop for several minutes, his writing hand begins to tire, and he takes a break, sighing. Waiting for his hand to recover, he looks around the Sanctuary, his gaze fixes upon the notice board, bearing a new letter. Leaving his books piled sloppily atop his satchel, he walks over to the parchment, reading its contents. His eyes narrow as he finishes. He paces around the Temple, muttering to himself, "The Drakes, attacking the Dwarves, indeed an interesting occurrence. It says some have escaped, too... This could help our cause a great deal, should we find more information. Perhaps the Dwarves have the information we need? As for this, "Wandering Wizard" character, my, if he's anything like how he's described, he could be very dangerous... I should tell Lord Athalos about this." Herith looks over his shoulder, making sure no one heard him. After affirming that no one eavesdropped on him, he gathers his books, and runs out of the Cloud Temple.
  20. Welcome back, Availer. Things look like they're changing sharply for the better.
  21. ACCEPTED Yeah, I'm kidding about that. But seriously, this looks like it'll be a lot of fun.
  22. What Gaius is talking about (Rub-ul-Khali) is Earth's largest desert, located around the Arabian peninsula.
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