Given name(RP name): Kristian von Craw
(Skype name if you have one): chris.johnson8310
True name(MC name): crayfishchris
Race: Human
Are you applying as a ranger or an ACCEPTED mage ((As in you have a MA)): Ranger
If ACCEPTED mage what form of magic ye use?: N/A
(Any Ban/Strike reports?): None
Short Answers for all Applicants;
Why do you wish to join the Delvers?
There are a few reasons. First among them is the need to be with my family. Kelsey von Craw and Robard von Craw are my children, and after being separated from them for so long, I want to make sure that they have a good life here in the Delvers. Second among that is the fact that my old town, Auvergne village, has been destroyed, putting me out of a job and home. Rather annoying, but I must make do. The Delvers seem like an organized group, and I believe I could do well here. Third is my quest for a place where I can live by a code. I am a man of honor, always have been, always will be. And living as a Delver, being one of the Rangers, would help me a lot.
Have you belonged to any faction or guild before?
Aye. I belonged to the Valiants, before they were disbanded, where I was a Caporal. And after that, I was a communications officer in the Oren Royal Army
List three words that a guild needs to function and survive.
Order
Purpose
Rules
In your own words describe what you think a delve is: A delve is a search for an item, possibly of great power, maybe for the search of knowledge itself. It is the Delver's job to do this, find knowledge in a world that has ignored it on so many occasions.
If you found an artifact and that artifact could do anything. What would it do?
My ideal artifact would probably be a weapon of some sort. A morningstar! It's a type of mace, but spiked, and on the end of a chain. Those things are brilliant. But anyway... the morningstar itself would never dull, always remaining sharp and would jump into your hands in battle, ready for a fight. The usefulness of this would never end. Imagine you are surrounded by bandits! What would you do then? A morningstar, its chain whipping, the spiked ball falling into place. You would be ready in an instant, defending yourself from what once was certain doom. Every man needs a weapon in this dangerous world.