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Out-Of-Character Minecraft Account Name: killa5384 How old are you?: 18 Time-Zone/Country of Residence: GMT (English) Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes, I'd like to believe that I do. Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I love watching/reading mythical fiction, when I can, stuff like LOTR (coincidence eh?), Clash of the Titans, all that sort of films with action and an in depth storyline. I’m generally quite immature when I’m around my friends but when it comes to meeting new people/roleplaying I can be rather mature when I want to be, or when it’s required as I’ve learnt in some situations it’s best to remain quiet rather than dropping in a witty line from my previous RP servers. How much time could you be on the server weekly?: About 3-4 Hours midweek and up to 5 Hours on the weekend. What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you: Roleplaying is when someone creates a character and pretends and acts out the roles that the character would follow out whether it be on a server, in a board game or social gathering such as LARP. What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: Previous role playing servers on Minecraft and various chat rooms many years ago. In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is: It is the act of using your ooc self to acquire information that your in character self wouldn't be able to get and then roleplaying out that you knew the whole time. In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Emoting is: Power emoting is something where a person would take an act upon themselves that would be otherwise impossible unless you are Superman, For example let’s say that a character has been attacked by several different bandits in a forest, The person that is being attacked grabs one of the bandits heads and merely crushes it without ease whilst he causes the other members to spontaneously combust. That is power gaming. What do you expect this server will be like?: I have been told good things about this server from Gemmylou and Mixwhelan, So I expect this to be very good if I’m honest. What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: Crafthammer, I left Crafthammer because the admins were very biased in the way that would control situations and many of the members would be walking around with Altair skins on claiming that they are the ‘true’ assassin… Basically because it was full of immature children. Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes, Yes I have. Do you promise to abide by said rules, and laws? This includes the Server, Forum, and Teamspeak set Rules: I promise. How did you hear about us?: Through Gemmylou and Mixwhelan. Have you previously made an Application? If so could you link us to your last Application?: The previous application was deleted as they created a new forum, Sorry. In-Character: Character Name: Skirra Swayg What Race are you? (You may only be Human, Orc, Elf or Dwarf!) : Human. What Sub-Race are you? (note, you aren’t required to have a sub-race): Southerner. Biography (Please make this at least 2 paragraphs long. This must include the history of your character and his life as well as age, appearance and personality, etc.): Skirra was born and raised by his parents (Boromir and Ellendrial) in Arethor, the capital of the holy Oren Empire. Throughout his years of growing up he seemed to be quite the social one, always ambitious, ready for adventure at any given opportunity, he wasn’t afraid to say his opinion or try to disperse any heated situation. When he reached the age of 18, his father had reached the end of his days, he was at deaths door, Skirra was by his side however depressed he may be, Skirra was always there for his father in his later days, and this left his mother a widow. Ellendrial died shortly after due to stress, this is when Skirra felt it was upon him to make a name for himself, rather than be sat at home, chasing girls or just going out collecting wood. Skirra spent a few years in isolation honing his skills of sword fighting and mining in the night as when he believed he was old enough (20) he felt it would then be the time to either hunt animals or become a hired sword for money. He soon started to get a name for himself, people started to respect him and this was the beginning of his glory days as he would describe it, He made new acquaintances, Flirted with many of the lady folk. Skirra woke up one day, hung-over, house a mess, lying in bed with a lady whose name he does not know, That is when he thought, Is this all that life has to offer? He set out that day to make a name for himself to achieve something to… (He’s 25 at this point) What are your Character's ambitions?: To merely live. What is your character’s favorite tool? (sword, pickaxe, shovel, etc): Skirra taught himself to swordfight through the years of 18 till 20. What is one of your Character's most skilled talents? Mining, He loves mining. He spent two years honing sword fighting and mining – Mining surpassed his sword fighting as it felt like it was something natural for him to do. A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format, if you do not know how to acquire one, copy and paste this link into your browser: ( http://tinyurl.com/Lotcscreenshot ): http://i46.tinypic.com/4tmrmx.png Other Information about your Character: He’s rather greedy when it comes to money. Open-Response-Questions Each and every question must be answered with a minimum of a single full paragraph and entirely in RP. Whilst traveling from the Cloud Temple you see a small halfling, being harassed by two armed warriors. They appear to be trying to steal money from him, how does your character respond? Skirra makes haste towards these two armed warriors. He roars, his voice powerful and loud, “Do believe I am going to let this act just happen? Fight me not him, Fight like men!” The warriors both turn towards Skirra out of both shock and surprise, the surprise then turns to a blank emotion, which then turns into a laugh which has shot up up from inside them as if it has been forced. One of them draws their sword and charges for Skirra, as the other one still harasses the Halfling. Skirra steps back, waiting on the balls of his feet, ready to strike back at any given opening. The warrior is fast approaching, not that far now, Skirra unties the cape from around his neck and throws it towards the warrior disorientating his vision, this is now the perfect time to strike! Skirra jumps forth towards the baffled warrior whilst withdrawing his dagger. The other warrior turns after hearing the commotion “Look out!” He roared at his companion… But this was a moment too late. Skirra landed mere inches away from the baffled warrior, making eye contact with the hideous brigand; this is when he decided to strike. Skirra thrusted his dagger towards the chest of the warrior piercing through his navy blue cape, through his dirt soaked hooded robe and into his chest, the sound of organs and bones bean broken was audible across the scene. Skirra quickly dropped the body of this warrior and left him to bleed out on the ground. He moves his left hand to the side whilst twisting his wrist, flicking off the blood that remains on the dagger that had just taken a life. He looks up towards the other warrior and says: “You have come to this land in hope to rob someone’s hard earned money, now look, look what has become of your friend! If you leave now I promise I will not hunt you myself! Go!” The other warrior without another second to thing runs off, admitting defeat. Skirra tends to the Halfling. The Halfling says: “Thank you very much kind warrior, please take this food as my thanks.” Skirra declines this offer and takes it as his due. The Halfing then offers him a small sum of gold; Skirra quickly reacts to this offer and accepts it, picks up his cape and leaves the scene. Your character wanders into Alras, and comes across a small stall, behind which a well dressed man is standing. He’s offering various wares, the merchant turns to you and says in a posh accent " 'ello there, what can I do you for today?" What is your character response? “I’m not interested in your wares my good man, good day” Skirra says. He begins to walk off now “B-But wait! There’s more, I have more wares here, look!” he says, Skirra turns in interest and examines “I’m sorry – But I’m just not interested” Skirra exclaims. He begins to walk again when he is grabbed by his arm “Wait!” He says as his grip tightens. Skirra examines the keepers face; the keeps face begins to turn red in anger. “You will buy something!” He says. Skirra’s first thought is to just diffuse the situation. Skirra steps towards him placing his foot behind his heel, putting all his weight into this push throwing both of them to the ground. Skirra removes his dagger and places it to his neck. “If you don’t mind me, I won’t be buying anything today and if you keep this act up, you won’t be buying anything – or in-fact doing anything, do you understand?” Skirra whispers into his ear. The shop keeper swallows a lump of fear that crept up into his neck as he nods. Skirra sheathes his dagger, stands up and walks off into the crowd. Whilst wandering in the wilds, your character comes across a small hut, which looks abandoned. Inside it you see a chest containing a few iron bars, and a golden sword. How would your character respond?: Skirra investigates the hut looking for any sign of life, “Hello?!” He shouts, “Is anyone here?!” He shrugs, stepping towards the chest he removes the contents, leaving the hut before any sign of life comes to confront him. Hungry and lost in the wilderness, you stumble across a small trading camp nestled among the forest, they greet you you in the common tongue, how do you respond? Exhausted and famished Skirra points his visions to the man “Please, if you have any food, please spare me some…” He says with a bitter taste to his mouth. “We don’t take to kind to beggars around here.” the man replies in an elongated tone as if so to be mocking Skirra. Skirra’s begins to see red so to speak “I just need food, I’ve been lost in the wilderness and I’m in need of any food, please.” He says whilst gritting his teeth. The man chuckles, Shakes his head and begins to walk off. Skirra extends his reach to the man’s arm in an attempt to get his attention – but merely brushes his arm as his whole weight follows the direction of his hand. Skirra collapses and is taken into care of the trading folk. “Skirra, Is that you boy?!” An old voice says. Skirra opens his eyes, his vision blurred, his strength weakened. “Skirra it’s me, Garret!” the voice says. Skirra’s focus turns to the character, over time his vision comes back. “Garret! Is that you?” Skirra replies ecstatically. “It’s been a long time boy, how have you been?” Garret replies. “Not so good, as you can see, I don’t suppose you have any food to spare at all?” Skirra says. “Oh yes ofcourse, my apologies!” Garret leaves to fetch him some food of some sort. You hear word that bandits occupy the road outside the town in which you have been staying. The town guard have gathered, and are asking for assistance to help eliminate them. The leader of the party is offering a reward for any who offers their support. How does your character act on this information?: Skirra heard word that this was coming, He approaches the leader of the party and is welcomed. “So, let’s cut to the chase shall we? How much minas are we looking at here for this job?” Skirra asks. “Well, I see a man with a taste for money perhaps?” He replies. Skirra chuckles “Yes Yes – But come on we haven’t got all day have we?” Skirra states whilst grinning. “Twenty-Five Minas” He states with an emotionless face. Skirra shakes his head “Raise that to at-least One-Hundred minas and then maybe we’ll be talking” “One-Hundred! This is for the good of the people; as far as I’m concerned you should be doing it for free! This is blood money!” He states. “Not my problem” Skirra says as he shrugs. Skirra begins to walk back into the town which he occupied. Days later he hears word that the party were all defeated in defending the road. He feels no remorse, only remorse in that he could have pocketed that gold and looted more minas from the bandits. Anything else you would like to say?: Nothing, except I hope I get in. :)

Out-Of-Character Minecraft Account Name: killa5384 How old are you?: 18 Time-Zone/Country of Residence: GMT (English) Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes, I'd like to believe that I do. Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I love watching/reading mythical fiction, when I can, stuff like LOTR (coincidence eh?), Clash of the Titans, all that sort of films with action and an in depth storyline. I’m generally quite immature when I’m around my friends but when it comes to meeting new people/roleplaying I can be rather mature when I want to be, or when it’s required as I’ve learnt in some situations it’s best to remain quiet rather than dropping in a witty line from my previous RP servers. How much time could you be on the server weekly?: About 3-4 Hours midweek and up to 5 Hours on the weekend. What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you: Roleplaying is when someone creates a character and pretends and acts out the roles that the character would follow out whether it be on a server, in a board game or social gathering such as LARP. What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: Previous role playing servers on Minecraft and various chat rooms many years ago. In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is: It is the act of using your ooc self to acquire information that your in character self wouldn't be able to get and then roleplaying out that you knew the whole time. In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Emoting is: Power emoting is something where a person would take an act upon themselves that would be otherwise impossible unless you are Superman, For example let’s say that a character has been attacked by several different bandits in a forest, The person that is being attacked grabs one of the bandits heads and merely crushes it without ease whilst he causes the other members to spontaneously combust. That is power gaming. What do you expect this server will be like?: I have been told good things about this server from Gemmylou and Mixwhelan, So I expect this to be very good if I’m honest. What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: Crafthammer, I left Crafthammer because the admins were very biased in the way that would control situations and many of the members would be walking around with Altair skins on claiming that they are the ‘true’ assassin… Basically because it was full of immature children. Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes, Yes I have. Do you promise to abide by said rules, and laws? This includes the Server, Forum, and Teamspeak set Rules: I promise. How did you hear about us?: Through Gemmylou and Mixwhelan. Have you previously made an Application? If so could you link us to your last Application?: The previous application was deleted as they created a new forum, Sorry. In-Character: Character Name: Skirra Swayg What Race are you? (You may only be Human, Orc, Elf or Dwarf!) : Human. What Sub-Race are you? (note, you aren’t required to have a sub-race): Southerner. Biography (Please make this at least 2 paragraphs long. This must include the history of your character and his life as well as age, appearance and personality, etc.): Skirra was born and raised by his parents (Boromir and Ellendrial) in Arethor, the capital of the holy Oren Empire. Throughout his years of growing up he seemed to be quite the social one, always ambitious, ready for adventure at any given opportunity, he wasn’t afraid to say his opinion or try to disperse any heated situation. When he reached the age of 18, his father had reached the end of his days, he was at deaths door, Skirra was by his side however depressed he may be, Skirra was always there for his father in his later days, and this left his mother a widow. Ellendrial died shortly after due to stress, this is when Skirra felt it was upon him to make a name for himself, rather than be sat at home, chasing girls or just going out collecting wood. Skirra spent a few years in isolation honing his skills of sword fighting and mining in the night as when he believed he was old enough (20) he felt it would then be the time to either hunt animals or become a hired sword for money. He soon started to get a name for himself, people started to respect him and this was the beginning of his glory days as he would describe it, He made new acquaintances, Flirted with many of the lady folk. Skirra woke up one day, hung-over, house a mess, lying in bed with a lady whose name he does not know, That is when he thought, Is this all that life has to offer? He set out that day to make a name for himself to achieve something to… (He’s 25 at this point) What are your Character's ambitions?: To merely live. What is your character’s favorite tool? (sword, pickaxe, shovel, etc): Skirra taught himself to swordfight through the years of 18 till 20. What is one of your Character's most skilled talents? Mining, He loves mining. He spent two years honing sword fighting and mining – Mining surpassed his sword fighting as it felt like it was something natural for him to do. A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format, if you do not know how to acquire one, copy and paste this link into your browser: ( http://tinyurl.com/Lotcscreenshot ): http://i46.tinypic.com/4tmrmx.png Other Information about your Character: He’s rather greedy when it comes to money. Open-Response-Questions Each and every question must be answered with a minimum of a single full paragraph and entirely in RP. Whilst traveling from the Cloud Temple you see a small halfling, being harassed by two armed warriors. They appear to be trying to steal money from him, how does your character respond? Skirra makes haste towards these two armed warriors. He roars, his voice powerful and loud, “Do believe I am going to let this act just happen? Fight me not him, Fight like men!” The warriors both turn towards Skirra out of both shock and surprise, the surprise then turns to a blank emotion, which then turns into a laugh which has shot up up from inside them as if it has been forced. One of them draws their sword and charges for Skirra, as the other one still harasses the Halfling. Skirra steps back, waiting on the balls of his feet, ready to strike back at any given opening. The warrior is fast approaching, not that far now, Skirra unties the cape from around his neck and throws it towards the warrior disorientating his vision, this is now the perfect time to strike! Skirra jumps forth towards the baffled warrior whilst withdrawing his dagger. The other warrior turns after hearing the commotion “Look out!” He roared at his companion… But this was a moment too late. Skirra landed mere inches away from the baffled warrior, making eye contact with the hideous brigand; this is when he decided to strike. Skirra thrusted his dagger towards the chest of the warrior piercing through his navy blue cape, through his dirt soaked hooded robe and into his chest, the sound of organs and bones bean broken was audible across the scene. Skirra quickly dropped the body of this warrior and left him to bleed out on the ground. He moves his left hand to the side whilst twisting his wrist, flicking off the blood that remains on the dagger that had just taken a life. He looks up towards the other warrior and says: “You have come to this land in hope to rob someone’s hard earned money, now look, look what has become of your friend! If you leave now I promise I will not hunt you myself! Go!” The other warrior without another second to thing runs off, admitting defeat. Skirra tends to the Halfling. The Halfling says: “Thank you very much kind warrior, please take this food as my thanks.” Skirra declines this offer and takes it as his due. The Halfing then offers him a small sum of gold; Skirra quickly reacts to this offer and accepts it, picks up his cape and leaves the scene. Your character wanders into Alras, and comes across a small stall, behind which a well dressed man is standing. He’s offering various wares, the merchant turns to you and says in a posh accent " 'ello there, what can I do you for today?" What is your character response? “I’m not interested in your wares my good man, good day” Skirra says. He begins to walk off now “B-But wait! There’s more, I have more wares here, look!” he says, Skirra turns in interest and examines “I’m sorry – But I’m just not interested” Skirra exclaims. He begins to walk again when he is grabbed by his arm “Wait!” He says as his grip tightens. Skirra examines the keepers face; the keeps face begins to turn red in anger. “You will buy something!” He says. Skirra’s first thought is to just diffuse the situation. Skirra steps towards him placing his foot behind his heel, putting all his weight into this push throwing both of them to the ground. Skirra removes his dagger and places it to his neck. “If you don’t mind me, I won’t be buying anything today and if you keep this act up, you won’t be buying anything – or in-fact doing anything, do you understand?” Skirra whispers into his ear. The shop keeper swallows a lump of fear that crept up into his neck as he nods. Skirra sheathes his dagger, stands up and walks off into the crowd. Whilst wandering in the wilds, your character comes across a small hut, which looks abandoned. Inside it you see a chest containing a few iron bars, and a golden sword. How would your character respond?: Skirra investigates the hut looking for any sign of life, “Hello?!” He shouts, “Is anyone here?!” He shrugs, stepping towards the chest he removes the contents, leaving the hut before any sign of life comes to confront him. Hungry and lost in the wilderness, you stumble across a small trading camp nestled among the forest, they greet you you in the common tongue, how do you respond? Exhausted and famished Skirra points his visions to the man “Please, if you have any food, please spare me some…” He says with a bitter taste to his mouth. “We don’t take to kind to beggars around here.” the man replies in an elongated tone as if so to be mocking Skirra. Skirra’s begins to see red so to speak “I just need food, I’ve been lost in the wilderness and I’m in need of any food, please.” He says whilst gritting his teeth. The man chuckles, Shakes his head and begins to walk off. Skirra extends his reach to the man’s arm in an attempt to get his attention – but merely brushes his arm as his whole weight follows the direction of his hand. Skirra collapses and is taken into care of the trading folk. “Skirra, Is that you boy?!” An old voice says. Skirra opens his eyes, his vision blurred, his strength weakened. “Skirra it’s me, Garret!” the voice says. Skirra’s focus turns to the character, over time his vision comes back. “Garret! Is that you?” Skirra replies ecstatically. “It’s been a long time boy, how have you been?” Garret replies. “Not so good, as you can see, I don’t suppose you have any food to spare at all?” Skirra says. “Oh yes ofcourse, my apologies!” Garret leaves to fetch him some food of some sort. You hear word that bandits occupy the road outside the town in which you have been staying. The town guard have gathered, and are asking for assistance to help eliminate them. The leader of the party is offering a reward for any who offers their support. How does your character act on this information?: Skirra heard word that this was coming, He approaches the leader of the party and is welcomed. “So, let’s cut to the chase shall we? How much minas are we looking at here for this job?” Skirra asks. “Well, I see a man with a taste for money perhaps?” He replies. Skirra chuckles “Yes Yes – But come on we haven’t got all day have we?” Skirra states whilst grinning. “Twenty-Five Minas” He states with an emotionless face. Skirra shakes his head “Raise that to at-least One-Hundred minas and then maybe we’ll be talking” “One-Hundred! This is for the good of the people; as far as I’m concerned you should be doing it for free! This is blood money!” He states. “Not my problem” Skirra says as he shrugs. Skirra begins to walk back into the town which he occupied. Days later he hears word that the party were all defeated in defending the road. He feels no remorse, only remorse in that he could have pocketed that gold and looted more minas from the bandits. Anything else you would like to say?: Nothing, except I hope I get in. :)

Out-Of-Character Minecraft Account Name: killa5384 How old are you?: 18 Time-Zone/Country of Residence: GMT (English) Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes, I'd like to believe that I do. Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I love watching/reading mythical fiction, when I can, stuff like LOTR (coincidence eh?), Clash of the Titans, all that sort of films with action and an in depth storyline. I’m generally quite immature when I’m around my friends but when it comes to meeting new people/roleplaying I can be rather mature when I want to be, or when it’s required as I’ve learnt in some situations it’s best to remain quiet rather than dropping in a witty line from my previous RP servers. How much time could you be on the server weekly?: About 3-4 Hours midweek and up to 5 Hours on the weekend. What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you: Roleplaying is when someone creates a character and pretends and acts out the roles that the character would follow out whether it be on a server, in a board game or social gathering such as LARP. What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: Previous role playing servers on Minecraft and various chat rooms many years ago. In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is: Meta-Gaming is the act of using in world problems to differentiate a situation that is being acted out in game, such as: You can’t fight me now I’ve got to go walk my dog, rather than discussing this OOC. In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Emoting is: Power emoting is something where a person would take an act upon themselves that would be otherwise impossible unless you are Superman, For example let’s say that a character has been attacked by several different bandits in a forest, The person that is being attacked grabs one of the bandits heads and merely crushes it without ease whilst he causes the other members to spontaneously combust. That is power gaming. What do you expect this server will be like?: I have been told good things about this server from Gemmylou and Mixwhelan, So I expect this to be very good if I’m honest. What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: Crafthammer, I left Crafthammer because the admins were very biased in the way that would control situations and many of the members would be walking around with Altair skins on claiming that they are the ‘true’ assassin… Basically because it was full of immature children. Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes, Yes I have. Do you promise to abide by said rules, and laws? This includes the Server, Forum, and Teamspeak set Rules: I promise. How did you hear about us?: Through Gemmylou and Mixwhelan. Have you previously made an Application? If so could you link us to your last Application?: The previous application was deleted as they created a new forum, Sorry. In-Character: Character Name: Skirra Swayg What Race are you? (You may only be Human, Orc, Elf or Dwarf!) : Human. What Sub-Race are you? (note, you aren’t required to have a sub-race): Southerner. Biography (Please make this at least 2 paragraphs long. This must include the history of your character and his life as well as age, appearance and personality, etc.): Skirra was born and raised by his parents (Boromir and Ellendrial) in Arethor, the capital of the holy Oren Empire. Throughout his years of growing up he seemed to be quite the social one, always ambitious, ready for adventure at any given opportunity, he wasn’t afraid to say his opinion or try to disperse any heated situation. When he reached the age of 18, his father had reached the end of his days, he was at deaths door, Skirra was by his side however depressed he may be, Skirra was always there for his father in his later days, and this left his mother a widow. Ellendrial died shortly after due to stress, this is when Skirra felt it was upon him to make a name for himself, rather than be sat at home, chasing girls or just going out collecting wood. Skirra spent a few years in isolation honing his skills of sword fighting and mining in the night as when he believed he was old enough (20) he felt it would then be the time to either hunt animals or become a hired sword for money. He soon started to get a name for himself, people started to respect him and this was the beginning of his glory days as he would describe it, He made new acquaintances, Flirted with many of the lady folk. Skirra woke up one day, hung-over, house a mess, lying in bed with a lady whose name he does not know, That is when he thought, Is this all that life has to offer? He set out that day to make a name for himself to achieve something to… (He’s 25 at this point) What are your Character's ambitions?: To merely live. What is your character’s favorite tool? (sword, pickaxe, shovel, etc): Skirra taught himself to swordfight through the years of 18 till 20. What is one of your Character's most skilled talents? Mining, He loves mining. He spent two years honing sword fighting and mining – Mining surpassed his sword fighting as it felt like it was something natural for him to do. A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format, if you do not know how to acquire one, copy and paste this link into your browser: ( http://tinyurl.com/Lotcscreenshot ): http://i46.tinypic.com/4tmrmx.png Other Information about your Character: He’s rather greedy when it comes to money. Open-Response-Questions Each and every question must be answered with a minimum of a single full paragraph and entirely in RP. Whilst traveling from the Cloud Temple you see a small halfling, being harassed by two armed warriors. They appear to be trying to steal money from him, how does your character respond? Skirra makes haste towards these two armed warriors. He roars, his voice powerful and loud, “Do believe I am going to let this act just happen? Fight me not him, Fight like men!” The warriors both turn towards Skirra out of both shock and surprise, the surprise then turns to a blank emotion, which then turns into a laugh which has shot up up from inside them as if it has been forced. One of them draws their sword and charges for Skirra, as the other one still harasses the Halfling. Skirra steps back, waiting on the balls of his feet, ready to strike back at any given opening. The warrior is fast approaching, not that far now, Skirra unties the cape from around his neck and throws it towards the warrior disorientating his vision, this is now the perfect time to strike! Skirra jumps forth towards the baffled warrior whilst withdrawing his dagger. The other warrior turns after hearing the commotion “Look out!” He roared at his companion… But this was a moment too late. Skirra landed mere inches away from the baffled warrior, making eye contact with the hideous brigand; this is when he decided to strike. Skirra thrusted his dagger towards the chest of the warrior piercing through his navy blue cape, through his dirt soaked hooded robe and into his chest, the sound of organs and bones bean broken was audible across the scene. Skirra quickly dropped the body of this warrior and left him to bleed out on the ground. He moves his left hand to the side whilst twisting his wrist, flicking off the blood that remains on the dagger that had just taken a life. He looks up towards the other warrior and says: “You have come to this land in hope to rob someone’s hard earned money, now look, look what has become of your friend! If you leave now I promise I will not hunt you myself! Go!” The other warrior without another second to thing runs off, admitting defeat. Skirra tends to the Halfling. The Halfling says: “Thank you very much kind warrior, please take this food as my thanks.” Skirra declines this offer and takes it as his due. The Halfing then offers him a small sum of gold; Skirra quickly reacts to this offer and accepts it, picks up his cape and leaves the scene. Your character wanders into Alras, and comes across a small stall, behind which a well dressed man is standing. He’s offering various wares, the merchant turns to you and says in a posh accent " 'ello there, what can I do you for today?" What is your character response? “I’m not interested in your wares my good man, good day” Skirra says. He begins to walk off now “B-But wait! There’s more, I have more wares here, look!” he says, Skirra turns in interest and examines “I’m sorry – But I’m just not interested” Skirra exclaims. He begins to walk again when he is grabbed by his arm “Wait!” He says as his grip tightens. Skirra examines the keepers face; the keeps face begins to turn red in anger. “You will buy something!” He says. Skirra’s first thought is to just diffuse the situation. Skirra steps towards him placing his foot behind his heel, putting all his weight into this push throwing both of them to the ground. Skirra removes his dagger and places it to his neck. “If you don’t mind me, I won’t be buying anything today and if you keep this act up, you won’t be buying anything – or in-fact doing anything, do you understand?” Skirra whispers into his ear. The shop keeper swallows a lump of fear that crept up into his neck as he nods. Skirra sheathes his dagger, stands up and walks off into the crowd. Whilst wandering in the wilds, your character comes across a small hut, which looks abandoned. Inside it you see a chest containing a few iron bars, and a golden sword. How would your character respond?: Skirra investigates the hut looking for any sign of life, “Hello?!” He shouts, “Is anyone here?!” He shrugs, stepping towards the chest he removes the contents, leaving the hut before any sign of life comes to confront him. Hungry and lost in the wilderness, you stumble across a small trading camp nestled among the forest, they greet you you in the common tongue, how do you respond? Exhausted and famished Skirra points his visions to the man “Please, if you have any food, please spare me some…” He says with a bitter taste to his mouth. “We don’t take to kind to beggars around here.” the man replies in an elongated tone as if so to be mocking Skirra. Skirra’s begins to see red so to speak “I just need food, I’ve been lost in the wilderness and I’m in need of any food, please.” He says whilst gritting his teeth. The man chuckles, Shakes his head and begins to walk off. Skirra extends his reach to the man’s arm in an attempt to get his attention – but merely brushes his arm as his whole weight follows the direction of his hand. Skirra collapses and is taken into care of the trading folk. “Skirra, Is that you boy?!” An old voice says. Skirra opens his eyes, his vision blurred, his strength weakened. “Skirra it’s me, Garret!” the voice says. Skirra’s focus turns to the character, over time his vision comes back. “Garret! Is that you?” Skirra replies ecstatically. “It’s been a long time boy, how have you been?” Garret replies. “Not so good, as you can see, I don’t suppose you have any food to spare at all?” Skirra says. “Oh yes ofcourse, my apologies!” Garret leaves to fetch him some food of some sort. You hear word that bandits occupy the road outside the town in which you have been staying. The town guard have gathered, and are asking for assistance to help eliminate them. The leader of the party is offering a reward for any who offers their support. How does your character act on this information?: Skirra heard word that this was coming, He approaches the leader of the party and is welcomed. “So, let’s cut to the chase shall we? How much minas are we looking at here for this job?” Skirra asks. “Well, I see a man with a taste for money perhaps?” He replies. Skirra chuckles “Yes Yes – But come on we haven’t got all day have we?” Skirra states whilst grinning. “Twenty-Five Minas” He states with an emotionless face. Skirra shakes his head “Raise that to at-least One-Hundred minas and then maybe we’ll be talking” “One-Hundred! This is for the good of the people; as far as I’m concerned you should be doing it for free! This is blood money!” He states. “Not my problem” Skirra says as he shrugs. Skirra begins to walk back into the town which he occupied. Days later he hears word that the party were all defeated in defending the road. He feels no remorse, only remorse in that he could have pocketed that gold and looted more minas from the bandits. Anything else you would like to say?: Nothing, except I hope I get in. :)