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I got bored so I wrote a small guide, but I’m terrible at writing introductions, so I’ll get right into it. I’ll be going through some easily rectified mistakes which I feel that some new players make to allow new-new players to avoid the same mistake. There are also some of my personal tips which I have included in order to make your RP experience (hopefully) as enjoyable as possible. I'll add more to this as I go, just PM me any additions you'd like me to make or reply to this. Easy Mistakes to Make Bows and Crossbows - Use more than one emote I’ll start with this one because I’ve seen this become more prevalent because of the increase in crossbow popularity. There are times where I have been in a combat situation with a player who is not as experienced with role-play as other people might be and are unaware of this, and have roleplay a ranged weapon such as a bow or crossbow in this manner. The Good Jack reaches to his back and unslings his bow, testing the string. Jack then proceeds to notch an arrow and closes one eye, aiming for Pete’s head. Jack shoots the arrow at Pete, attempting to fire it at his head. The Bad Jack unslings his bow and notches an arrow, firing at Pete’s head. The Ugly Jack unslings his bow and notches an arrow, firing at Pete’s head, piercing his skull and killing him. The latter two are not good ways of roleplaying ranged weaponry due to the precision which is needed with these weapons in comparison to melee weapons such as longswords or hammers and could even be considered powergaming which is, of course, against the rules. RP Fighting - Consider your character’s relative experiences Something which I see all too often in roleplay fights is the renowned, experienced warrior being matched by someone who just began roleplaying their character a couple of days ago, this should not be. You should improve your character’s skill in swordsmanship or axe mastery on the actual server by training roleplay and gaining experience in battles. You should not really be adding your character’s amazing skills with certain types of weaponry in your biography as this is just seen as lazy and can undermine the individuals who have actually worked in roleplay for the talents that their character possesses. This means that a player who has actually worked to train their character’s archery skills on the server, for example, would be greater than one who has not. The Good As a child, jack began training with a bow and arrow with his father in the northern woods near Hanseti at a basic level, trying to shoot forest game, he seeks to learn more through his adventures. The Bad Throughout his childhood, Jack has trained with a bow and arrow, becoming an expert in his trade, able to hit almost any target. The Ugly Jack was born with a natural talent in archery and continued through his childhood, being more gifted than many children his age, becoming a master archer by the time he was a teenager. A Good LoTC Experience Friends! Friends are a nice thing to have in any walk of life, not excluding LoTC. Even if players in Lord of the Craft wish to leave the server due to other reasons, I have experienced them not wanting to leave due to the friends they have made and bonds that they have formed on the server. Being involved in a group of friends allows for you to always have a group of people with whom you can roleplay and chat to both in character, and out of character! Speaking from experience, it can be daunting when starting on a server the size of LoTC to approach a group of people, seeking to gain entrance to their group, however the people of the server aren’t as menacing as they look and will probably open their arms to your arrival. Teamspeak is the primary method of making OOC friends on the server as you can get to know somebody more on that service, while roleplaying on the server is also good for forming bonds due to the actual roleplay itself. Connect to ‘ts.lotc.co’ on Teamspeak 3 and get connected! Join a Group! If you find yourself in a situation where your roleplay has dried up and you do not have much to do in game, look on the forums in the ‘Guilds and Organisations’ section and see if there any organisations which your character would be well suited to join in order to gain a group of people to regularly roleplay with. There are many types of guild which are available, from military order to slaving company, there is something for everyone to get involved with. Joining a guild can really reinvigorate the roleplay experience of a player due to the unified nature of these organisations and the common goal which they usually work towards.

After experiencing multiple RP sessions regarding these creatures, I don't think I've ever had a better roleplaying experience before in my 'career'. Rhcrow and bhamlaxy are absolutely genius when it comes to roleplaying and I believe that if this were to be accepted, they could make RP amazing for everyone.

._. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l_VT0gGL07Y

Reminded me of Runescape for a minute there.

2/10 would not bang have not seen.

thx

Character Name Drake Lancefeld Age - 25 Gender - Male Race - Hansetian Human Status - Alive Description Height - 6'1 Weight - 79kg Body Type - Lean Eyes - Blue Hair - Brown Skin - Fair Markings/Tattoos - Burn scar on the left side of the face. Health - Healthy Personality - Fierce and Loyal Life Style Alignment - The Holy Oren Empire Deity - The Creator Religion - The One True Faith Weaponry Fighting Style - Swordsmanship Trained Weapon - Shortsword and Longsword Favored Weapon - One-Handed Longsword Biography Parents - Oskar Lancefeld and Myra Lancefeld Siblings - Asha Lancefeld (Dead) Children - N/A Extended Family - N/A History Born into the small Lancefeld House near the end of Asulon, Drake was born into a humble, but prestigious family, a gallant Hansetian knight called Oskar as a father and a Renatian clergywoman in the service of the church of Arethor as his mother. The family lived happily for years in a knightly manor near the region of Saltridge in the Kingdom of Renatus. The young Drake used to watch the grand knights of Oren from the stone wall near his home every day in the morning and night; marching down the cobble road near the manor wearing their shining crested armour and expertly crafted weapons with awe, hoping that someday god would grant him the honour of being a knight of Oren himself. Like his father, Drake valued honour and chivalry above all else, believing that people who can protect themselves have a responsibility to protect those who cannot. When his father wasn't serving with the Oren military or guarding the Crown lands, he attempted to tutor Drake in the arts of Swordsmanship. His blows were not always the strongest or the most accurate but the balance he showed in his stance impressed his father, in his training he was always taught to use a regular blade and shield but Drake excelled further with a saber, leading to him using one of those instead of regular blades. Drake did have a sister when he was young, he barely remembers her now though. It seemed like a normal day in The Kingdom, the farmers farming, cooks cooking, but through all this, a strange chill could be felt in the air. Dusk was falling upon the land as he searched for his sister to bring her in for dinner, he had been searching tirelessly when he came across a cobble wall near the edge of his family's land. He heard a familiar voice from the other side and ran to climb over it, but then he heard another voice, unfamiliar to his ears. Hearing the voice, instead of climbing, he peeked his head over the wall slyly in order to see who it was, his sister stood next to a tree facing Drake and opposite her was a man in a strange robe with his back to him. Most of their conversation was too quiet for him to hear but then, suddenly the man swiftly pulled a sword from a sheath on his hip and impaled his sister with a killing blow to the chest. Drake then naively vaulted over the wall and tried to run past the man in order to attempt to save his sister. However as he passed the man, the man struck him in the face, hard with the back of his armoured hand, knocking the young Drake unconscious. Drake finally opened his eyes as a number of hours had passed, and he was almost blinded by the sun. The blood from the sword still stained the earth but the body of his sister was gone. Drake was found by a Squire where he fell and lay for hours after he awoke and was taken back to his parents. The incident scarred the family for a long time but in time it was forgotten. However, it left a lasting impression on Drake who tried to prove he was strong by repressing the feelings of sadness he retained from the incident. This leads him to sometimes have outbursts of anger at sometimes random points. The incident combined with his chivalrous personally has also lead to him having a somewhat suppressed personality at point feeling that he needs to be more powerful in order to be protect the people that he cares about and who he is loyal to. Drake’s inner emotions bury themselves deep inside his mind, the hustle and bustle of his everyday 19 year old life in the outskirts of Oren repress his feelings. Years pass.. One day at the Cloud Temple where Drake was passing through on his way to Arethor to deliver a letter, he would meet someone who would change his life for the better; Fionn Frostsword. Drake could see just by looking at him that he was a knight, so the aspiring young Drake approached him somewhat nervously and straight away asked him if he was in need of a squire, and to Drake’s good luck, he was indeed. In the coming months Drake and Fionn, as well as numerous other members of the Vallark house, fought together against many enemies of the empire including the menacing fire lich Evark, who gave Drake the extremely noticeable burn scar on the left side of his face. A few months later, Fionn disappeared and the journey to the new world was imminent. Whilst walking into the entrance of Kingston in order to escape the rain; Drake's eye is captured by a distinct poster on the Kingston notice board whilst he is strolling through the city rather aimlessly. He initially decides to walk past and pay no heed to the poster, but then twists around and trots casually towards the board, starting to read as he gets close, mouthing parts of the speech to himself, subconsciously nodding in agreement as he reads. "There exists an enemy at every reach of our borders... The empire can only go forward... We have done great things... Do away with your idle lives..." Drake then stops and shuts his eyes for a second, reflecting, then a gives a more solid nod as he stops reading. He then produces a piece of paper, writing a note offering his services to the Teutonic order, then attaches it to a bird and sends it on its way. Drinking a cool ale in the Kingston tavern a few days later, a bird flies noisily through the door and onto Drake’s shoulder with a note attached to its small talons, its entrance attracting the attention of everyone in the tavern with him. Whilst gulping a last sip of ale down his throat, he places the nearly-full mug of ale onto the table, he unravels the scroll and reads it quietly but out loud to himself. “Drake Lancefeld, we have received your application and thus, you have been accepted into the Teutonic Order, please report to Castle Greywynn in the north for your enlistment and the taking of your oaths.” The young man, visibly scarred already from years of combat, however young he still may be, yearned to serve the empire once more. His dangerous journey began, exiting the towering Kingston gates he strapped on his warm clothing and headed north to the bitter cold near Castle Greywynn. About a half an hour walk north from Kingston, Drake came to the White Rose checkpoint, while passing through a putrid smell entered his nose as he inhaled, assaulting his senses thoroughly. As he looked left, he saw what caused this terrible odour, a series of dark elves strung up against wooden poles, repulsed by this and utterly disgusted by the actions of the perpetrators, he carried on walking through the checkpoint, coming to its end. Miles north, the snow started to appear on the ground, at this very moment he looked up at Castle Greywynn, standing out in the white landscape, he had made it. As he stepped through the fresh snow onto the wooden bridge, two men were present, one of them was clearly a Sariant, the other was a possible fresh recruit from the south, just like he. The ironclad Sariants Drake saw in front of him was OrdenMarschall Eldak, Eldak guided Drake and the other recruit into the courtyard of the castle. It was at this point that Drake saw how large the castle was, he looked up in awe at its size. Eldak them showed the duo around the castle, showing them where they would be sleeping, the store rooms,, the throne room and every other point they would need during their time in the Teutonic Order. Finally, they entered the war room and stood at the table as their vows were read out to them by Eldak. The pair repeated them to the word, closely synchronised with each other; and that was that, they were Sariants, from then until their deaths.

An application arrives, transported by a bird, waiting to be reviewed.

8/10 for Aelys and your lovely runes. ^_^

10/10 How could it not be? :rolleyes:

OOC- -MC name*: iMattyz -Do you have a VA, and if no are you willing to make one?*: I'll be willing to make one in due course. -Do you promise to obey to the OOC rules?*: Of course. -Do you have Skype?*: Yes, you have my Skype. IC- -RP name: Baldwin te' Bastard -What do you wish to join as, why?: Gold, Baldwin is as sneaky, cunning and convincing as he is small and physically weak. His skills are built more towards using his cunning and intellect to benefit the Frozen Thorns by dealing the more 'exotic' wares that the Frozen Thorns market. -What can you bring to the Frozen Thorns, what are you skilled in?: As stated above, Baldwin is a sneaky, snake tongued halfling with a knack in getting rid of wares in whatever way possible, at any cost and always has an eye for coin. -Race and Sex: Male Halfling. -Do you swear to follow the rules of the Frozen Thorns? Refusing to do so will amount in your death.: Yes. -Do you have any previous or current loyalties?: Nay. Situational RP Question Gold - You have just been given a cache of spears to be transported to a group of bandits in a city one day away, how do you proceed? As Baldwin approaches the small caravan, ready to transport the spears and arms to the bandits who are purchasing them for whatever purpose, he spots one of the Orc peons lazily sat down with his belly flab hanging around, leaning against a tree sheltering from the heat of the day. The small halfling is barely noticed by the rest of the peons around the caravan, nevermind the lumbering Orc. The relatively silent, cold morning air is pierced as he starts shouting and bawling at the large creature under the tree. “Ye’ be one lazy bastard! Ge’ te’ feck back te’ work or ye’ll be six feet under befer ye’ can say “Ug Bruddah!” The Orc briskly drags himself to his feet and mumbles something under his breath about taking orders from a Halfling whilst walking off in the direction of the caravan which is around twenty metres away. Baldwin watches the Orc with a disapproving and trademark angry look on his face, cursing him as he walks slowly back to work. “Feckin’ lazy beast, cannae get te’ staff dese days.” Baldwin strolls briskly back to the caravan while still monologuing to himself about the lazy Orc and bumps into the Thorn who is accompanying him as he twists around the front of the front of the caravan. It is obviously Baldwin’s fault but he doesn’t care, in his mind it isn’t. “Ey’! Watch yer feckin’ way ye’ clumsy oaf!” He doesn’t give the unsuspecting and surprised subordinate any chance to apologise before shoving his way around him and climbing up onto the front vehicle in the caravan by one of the ropes on the front before shouting back to the other units in the small convoy in a shrill but relatively loud voice. “Are te’ arms all accounted fer!?” He waits for a few seconds before receiving a dejected “Aye” from his subordinate before ordering the caravan to depart immediately.

Brilliant idea, it would certainly make the Kha even more unique than they already are.

8/10 Your husband constantly expressed his pride in you in OOC before you joined. :mrgreen:

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10/10 Hai skippy.

This sounds brilliant, it also truly fits in with the upcoming Olympics. :cool:

Theres a 'B' in the top corner of the Editor which adds bold tags to your writing.

These are brilliant Viper :mrgreen:

It is certainly recommended to base your character's backstory and the locations in it on the server's lore but I don't think that one single location will get you denied. Good luck :mrgreen: