OOC:
MC Name: marth56
Age:12 nearly 13
Country: UK
Time-Zone: GTM + 1
How much time can you be online per day?: 3 - 5 hours
How long have you been playing on the server?: Just joined yesterday.
What past guilds have you been apart of?: None.
Have you ever held a leadership role before?: Yes but not on this server.
How would you describe yourself?: Serious if need be but can have a joke. Likes having fun and taking responsibility
Do you have a Skype? If so what is your name?: I have Skype but I would rather not share it.
Do you have a VA?: VA? Probably not.
IC:
Name: Adra Huntingdon
Race: High Elf
Age: 24 (human appearance)
Past Experience: None
What are your skills?: Great with a bow. Can be practically invisible when needed.
What weapon do you prefer?: A Bow and a quiver of arrows.
Why do you wish to join the Order?: To fight for freedom!
What branch of the Order would you like to join?: Assistance (quarter master) if this is not possible Talan.
What is your personality like?: Caring and kind towards people he likes. Fiesty and gets angry easily around people he is not so keen on.
What are some strengths of yours?: Isn't this just the same as skills?
What makes you different from others?: Adra is exceptionally good with a bow and is stealthy when needed.
Why should we accept you into the Order?: Because Adra is an expert when it comes to Archery and he wants to fight for freedom.
What position do you wish to achieve in the Order?: Teilmek
Tell us more about yourself (Biography): Adra was born and raised in Malinor. He grew up happily there, until one day. His father loved to go on hunting trips, however, one day he didn't come back. He was missing for three days. On the fourth day a group of Sentinels found him, laying face down on the grass, with an arrow in his back. Adra was so upset with this new he took his bow and a quiver of arrows, and ran from Malinor, into the forests beyond. He was there for two weeks.
The first night was windy, blowing Adras long blonde hair back in the wind, and caused his tent to sway. He battled through the night crying himself to sleep. In the morning he then went hunting and came back in the evening to cook the meat he had found, as he did for two weeks.
On the second week Adra came across a small bandit camp.
"Remember that man we killed two weeks ago!" Said one of them laughing.
"Weakling!" Said another, "Remember John, you got him straight in the back with that arrow of yours!"
Adra knew the man they were talking about his Father. He slowly backed away back to his camp and bumped into a man. He turned around and looming over him was a Malinor Sentinel. The Sentinel looked down on him showing no emotion. The Sentinel signaled for Adra to get down, when he did so he put his finger to his mouth telling Adra to be quiet. He then looked to his comrades who were on all sides of the bandit camp. He raised three fingers, then two, then one. When all fingers were down the group charged at the Bandits shouting battle cries as they ran. The sound of steel on steel echoed through the forests. There were eight Sentinels and five Bandits at the start, by the end, the Bandits had all perished with six Sentinels left.
"What's your name son?" Said the Sentinel that he had bumped into earlier.
"Adra,sir" He replied.
"You better come with us this is no place for a child."
Adra followed them feeling sorry for the families of the dead Sentinels.
When He got home his mother was furious that he had ran away however glad that she had her son back. His mother looked into his sons jet black eyes.
"Don't do anything like that again, do you understand me?"
Adra nodded knowing his mother was deadly serious. He was sorry for putting her through that and never wanted it to happen again...Unfortunately, destiney had a different idea.
When he was 18, Adra was kidnapped by a larger group of bandits that had an alliance with the ones he had seen earlier. Apparently one last bandit had survived the attack and told them about Adra. He was taken when hunting into the mountains in a cage towards the bandits lair. While Adra was in the cage he was already thinking of ways to get out. He had been in a similar situation before. Under a fallen tree with his only exit blocked by a wild boar. His bow had broken in the fight and therefor he was defenceless. He had escaped by using the tooth of a dead bear as a dagger. Eventually the cage stopped and Adra was taken to an open room. A bandit then put shackles on his wrists and waited outside. Five minutes later he was lying on the floor with a dagger wound in his back. Adra had pickpocketed the key from the same guard when he was being taken to the room. There were then various weapons attached to the mans belt. Adra slipped out the dagger and stabbed the man in both shoulder blades. The man was left on the ground screaming in agony.
"They need to guard their weapons better" Adra muttered under his breath meanwhile running finding the way out. Adra had a memory better than anyone and had been looking through every corner and turning as he had been taken to his cell. He knew the way out and was just about to escape when an arrow hit his thigh. He fell, dropped the dagger and clasped the arrow. Adras immediate survival skills kicked in again. He removed the arrow crying out at the throbbing pain. Got to his feet and half limped, half ran away.
"Let him go," said the bandit leader, watching Adra go down the steps, "he won't get far." He did this to the bottom of the mountain. Adra smiled again, the bandits had been fooled once again. He stood, pulled up his trouser leg and took off the leather he had put on leg. Thank god they were bandits and were easily bribed. Adra stole a horse from their stables and rode home.
However, the news wasn't good this time. The bandits hadn't just come for him, they had gone for his mother also. When he returned home he found his mother sitting in her chair with a sword wound in her chest. He was furious but had learnt to control his anger since that last incident. Adra swore, that day, that he would avenge his mother and end the lives of those who killed her.
I, Adra, hereby pledge my skills and my life to the advancement and support of the Nieric Order. I swear my loyalty to the Order and swear on the blood of my brothers and sisters, to serve faithfully and never leave the Order until the day I take my last breath. I shall abide by all the laws of the Order. If I violate these terms, so help me God.
