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What is your name? Viktor Tozneiv. What race are you? I am raevir How old are you? **** me, am almost 30. Where does time go? What is your gender? Am man. Do you bear allegiance to any nation or organisation? If so, which?: Eh. I have relations but do niet hold any oathes to which I am bound. Why do you wish to join the Vigil? What is it you wish to achieve here? I am just looking for place to relax, learning bit more of what spooky magic world is like would just be bonus. Do you know magic? If yes, state which kind of magic and how long you have been learning / practicing (in elven days/weeks/months/) Eh. Da. Learning of mind strength ((telekinesis)) since... I do niet know. While ago? If you answered no to the previous question, do you wish to learn magic as an apprentice of the Vigil? What role do you wish to fulfill in the guild? A mage, a mage shield, a mageshadow or other, specialty role that you think you could fufill: Ehhhhh. Was thinking I could just come talk to people, buy you folk some drinks. Relax. Enjoy company of others. I am on vacation from merchant business. What skills do you possess that make you think you could adequately fulfill this role? I have much money. Ish. Enough money for drinks, da. What value or moral do you hold closest to your heart? Eh. I... Like coin. Coin is good, coin and learning thing. Book is good. I enjoy book. How far would you go in the pursuit of knowledge? I would. Pay money. For book. The Vigil is a family of adventurers and scholars. Are you prepared to be a part of that family? Da, as long as you folk are niet all spook vlag and are good. Then da, would like you folk. OOC SECTION Mc name: TrooperX40 Skype name (can be pmd if you prefer): Trooperx40 How long have you been on the server? Two years or so. If you are a mage, did you genuinely train and acquire your magical knowledge in game, or gain magic through your backstory? Viktor began learning telekinesis from Heial the Wanderer about a month or so ago, Has been training since. Final note I'm not gonna be active till 3.5.5, you know, because the fringe is really stale and such.

"Oh for sake of ****," Bossman Tozneiv mutters as he rips down a single flyer. "More of spooky ****? First skulls and carving and now this? If Speakerman is so scary how come he only show up in night to deface town and drag in old dug up corpse?! Spook speakerman should show of self so we can make hanging of him already."

*A new, smaller post is slapped up just below its larger brother.* The Trade Town of Kaphro is now looking to hire an experienced and loyal soldier to act as the personal guard for a high priority member of town! Inquire by stopping by town or by sending a messenger! Food, housing, armor, weapons, and housing will all be provided! What an amazing deal!

-Advertisements are slapped up against random billboards across Oren.- The Humble Trade Town of Kaphro Introduction Ah, the Humble Town of Kaphro! Bustling once again, as always! Over by the odd-looking eyesore of a tower you see Viktor, fondly referred to everyone as ‘Bossman’, reprimanding the quiet serving girl Elizabeth on many magical cures one can derive from the essence of potatoes! See Viktor for any business-stuff! In the Tavern you hear a roar of laughter. The peasant men, including the Chorster Brothers and the drunkards, Gregor and Brutur, make jokes about which of them was most likely to seduce the Princess. In the corner you see Marcellus, the pious masked mage-hunter in charge of the town’s protection, mumbling to Kincaid and Icerit about being certain the palisade had spikes on it ‘just long enough to please a maid’. Job Listings Guardsmen We need Guards! Even though we've certainly never had any issues with any sort of bandits or necromancers, we think it's important to keep up appearances! We aren't responible for any on-the-job injuries. Salesmen Salesmen (and I guess elves, if they behave), are of course a very important part of any trade society. As a result, becoming a salesman earns you one sack of potatoes! You’ll also receive a commission for what you sell! Isn’t that wonderful?! Farmers Here in our mushroom-ridden land, the soil is infertile, and some may consider it even poisonous! Not to mention we’re pretty sure our irrigation water is just the runoff from Oren’s towns! As a result, we are hiring anyone who can hold a hoe, because here we believe in giving everyone a fair chance! Lumberjacks Wood! We like wood, you like wood, and I’m sure you would like to cut some wood! Careful though, most of our axes are pretty rusty, so be careful! It might break and then you might cut yourself, and I’m pretty sure we don’t have the medical training to fix that! Miners Everyone knows that since too much minas was magically created by the skygods, the entire economic function they were supposed to serve has been completely destroyed. Therefore, iron is where it’s at! And for iron, we need miners! Dwarves will have required periodic beard inspections. Tradesmen Blacksmiths, potters, masons, architects, carpenters, tailors, and men and women of all sorts of trades; we need money! If you like putting things together and selling them, we can help you with that, so long as you pay the outrageous potato tax! Location The Humble Trade Town of Kaphro is located just down the road towards Oren from the Fringe Portal (Cave). Just step off the temple platform and turn left! At the end of the tunnel there’ll be a sign pointing out the directions from there! Free mug of ale for every first-timer!

Name: Viktor Tozneiv ((Mc name)): TrooperX40 Experience (Brief): Very little. Stab enemy, farm crop. ((Skype name)): TrooperX40 Do you have loyalties to any other groups or orders: Da, Order of Pale Crescent. Rank (Ex: Unoathed, builder, cook): Unoathed

Name: Viktor Tozneiv Race: Human Age: 19 Nationality: Raevir Ambition: I wish to defend kingdom against spookman and mage-folk. Spread will of Godan. Skills: I stab with bardi, I harvest crop.

MC Name: TrooperX40 Character Name: Tance Nikkelsen Does this character already have a VA (Y/N): Yes, for 1 abc and 2 a+c, I'd be willing to write yet another mini VA to expand the evils as needed. http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/87135-tance-nikkelsens-third-mini-va-one-minor-evil-55/?hl=tance I want my character to be turned into a Dread Knight (Y/N): Absolutely. I want to become apart of your group because: I wish to play a dread knight because this character would fit the grim role well (As his life has been a downward spiral), I am pretty sure I could play the role well OOC-ly, I find the very idea intensely fascinating, and I think I'll be able to muster good RP for both myself and those around, with, or against me. What can I bring to this group? While I'm not immune to making the occasional fool of myself or having off nights the general consensus from those I know is that I am a 'good' RP-er and fun to RP with, I'd also like to think that I'm a fairly level headed individual. So I hope to bring both good RP, fun, and maintain positive OOC relations with those I interact with as well. Time zone: Pacific Standard Time.

The large northerner sat quietly within the tavern, eyes peering into a flame with such ferocity that one might wonder if he had lost himself within. But as he glared upon the crackling fire he was far from lost and his simple mind far from vacant. In fact, it stormed with an intense dissatisfaction as he ran himself through aging memories, again, and again, his temperament growing fowler and more morose with each passing thought. He had been betrayed and robbed. The tavern was alive. A group of men were on their way out as a hooded lad walked in with a sure-footed step only for his gaze to meet the northerner’s and the northerner’s to meet his. They knew of each other, and were once brothers. The squire knew with conviction evident upon his young, frightened features that he had come upon a grave misfortune. While the northerner, the oath breaker, slowly stood, his dull, empty gaze and stern, emotionless features conveyed no message at all. The silence wound like a thick fog between the two, though it had always been, and soon the northerner’s hand slowly fell to his recently forged axe, lightly touching upon its spiked head as he drew it forward from his belt. The squire, clad in the white tabard so indicative of his uselessness, panicked, his worried eyes shifting about the room in search of desperate escape. He would try to leave, but as he turned to make flight one of the rough men pushed him forward and laughed, nodding to the silent northerner with approval and chuckling forward a few jovial, cruel words. The squire upon a sword as he stumbled forward, but it would be futile as the large northerner caught his wrist in a sizeable, calloused hand and shoved his axe’s spiked tip forward remorselessly. The squire screamed. He was loud at first, but as the northerner drew back his axe and stabbed forward with a sickeningly calm repetition the lad grew quiet. Bile and blood soon splattered upon the floor, forming a pool that the squire soon joined. After a long hesitation the northerner’s boots were stained by the foul pool as well. The axe rose and plummeted in an executioner’s arc that split bone and flesh, freeing the squire of his head. The northerner gathered the squire’s tabard and wrapped the head, the killer had no wish to peer upon its bloodied end or matted gory hair, as too often did it seem that the dead would peer back. The northerner left the corpse behind and slowly, somberly made his way to the Ildician Order’s fort which he had spent so much time, a year or more, he couldn’t remember. Though he remembered that he hated them, and they carved a message into his arm so that he might never forget. As he approached the fort’s ruined bridge he stopped, and threw the tabard wrapped head forward. It landed in the grass across the river, rolled, and came to rest at the foot of the fort. He would never forget.

((The whole of this app is to be considered OOC as Tance cannot read or write to a high enough degree to answer such questions, nor would he be willing.)) Minecraft Name: Trooperx40 Character name: Tance Nikkelsen Char Bio (one or two paragraphs): Tance is a large, brutal northerner who was raised in a frost-bitten logging town near Hanseti in Asulon. At the age of 18 this man followed the tradition of his bloodline and left the bitter cold of his home town to find his way in the world. He quickly came to serve under Aedric Ulfhaedyn and his Norsemen of Holmstrom until the group’s disbanding in late Elysium. Now roughly 23 Tance soon found employment for a curious elven farmer as both a body guard and laborer. This, of course, ended when the elf stuck her nose in the wrong direction and the two were attacked by orcs. Tance survived the encounter only to bear many horrid scars from the night in question, his most visible wound being the large burn that covers a rather large portion of his face and head. Needless to say the man was never the same since that night. While nursing his wounds Tance was approached by a secretive, shifty man by the name of Brigham Hadwin who recruited him as one of his sergeants in the beginning stages of a mercenary guild. However, just as the guild would come to fruition Tance, who had valued comradery over coin, would leave its ranks after being betrayed by one of its members and losing his faith in the guild itself. Char military history: The closest true military job Tance has come into contact with would be his early days as a Norsemen where he would participate in guard duties, brawls, and the like. Reason for joining: Tance intends to join simply for food and a place to sleep. Timezone: pacific Standard Time. Referees to your app (people willing to support the information given if asked by Minea): Was not asked for. Time on Server: I have been present on this server since late October of 2012. Skype Name: Trooperx40 Pledge of Loyalty: The whole of this app has been done in an OOC fashion as Tance cannot write to a high enough degree to answer these questions. If Tance is to be sworn in it will be required to be done IC and in-game.