mafiaxsaint

Name: Edith Race: Human Age: 19 Professions: Scholar Mc Name: Hmu4loud Skype: Hmu4loud

((Application)) ((Username:hmu4loud ((Skype (you can PM me):mafiaxsaint ((Professions: woodworker in training

APPLICATION OOC: MC Name: hmu4loud Skype: mafiaxsaint RP: Name: Mackenzie Hollande Age: 19 Race: Human Faith: God

APPLICATION Your Name: Mackenzie Hollande Your Race: Human Your Age: 19 Your Professions/ Skills: Trained with smaller blades and T3 aeromancer Do you have others that will be coming with you?: No Any information not mentioned above may be sought by once again contacting the Félagi. ((Sentis))” ((OOC)) MC Name: hmu4loud Time Zone: EST Do you Have Skype? (If so please provide your Skype name or PM me): I'll PM you

In-game name: Hmu4loud Roleplay name: MacKenzie Hollande Skype (PM if desirable): mafiaxsaint Do you belong to any other guilds (and if so, which?): Nope

this man speaks the truth^^^

Family Name: Pondtopple Distinct Physical Traits: Skin's not too pale not too dark. Blue and purple eyes. Brown hair Professions: Farming and 'plant' selling Prestigous Family Members: Lotho Pondtopple: Went from deputy to sherrif to Elder of Gimble wood and is the First Pondtopple to do something that matters Properness Rating (0-10): 8.141592653589793. About

*A note is posted on every door of every burrow and on the notice board* "Attention all halflings; We will be conducting a census in order to calculate the amount of halflings, currently in Gimblewood. Please write your name as well as your burrow address on a slip of paper and drop it off at the mail tower. " ((Just post it on this thread))

*A note is slid under every door to every burrow* Attention all! If you are reading this that means you have been invited to Lotho’s Ugly Sweater Party! It will be held in five elven days (Saturday at 2:00pm EST) in Lotho’s burrow, at 1 Herbawallow Hill. All coming to the party must be wearing an ugly sweater. Prizes will be given out to the first, second, and third ugliest sweaters. See you all then!

Lotho victoriously gives a terrifying halfling battle cry!

::OOC:: MC Name: mafiaxsaint Did you ever have a character with magic?: Nope Are you aware the rules of Magic: Yes Skype: (You can PM this to us if you wish) mafiaxsaint ::IC:: Name: Catarina Kalaran Age: 20 Gender: Female Race: Human What would you like to learn?: Aeromancy and Illusion magic. Which Class(es) are you enrolling for?: Mage Classes. (Air evocation and Illusion.)

OOC: MC Name: mafiaxsaint Accepted VAs (must have a VA for 2ab or willing to apply for one): 1abc 2abc - RP: Name: Dawn Hanson Race: Human Age: 21 "I Dawn Hanson, pledge myself to the creed of the Nightwalkers and swear to uphold clan values and would die defending our cause. I agree that I cannot leave the clan without being hunted until death." ((BTW: First :P))

One more question. If my character wanted to leave the guild, could she?

Is anyone actually in this guild?

OOC: MC Name: mafiaxsaint Age: 14 Country: USA Timezone: Eastern time Skype Name: mafiaxsaint Do you have Teamspeak?: no How long have you been playing on the server?: about 4-6 months How long you can you be online per day?: depends. I can usually play any time from 3:00 pm to 10:00 pm. Sometimes I wont be able to play though. What past guilds have you been apart of?: None Have you ever held a leadership role before?: No Do you have a VA? (What evils?): 1b, and 2a RP: Name: Dawn Hanson Age: 19 Race: Human Past Experience in military and combat: Fought in a few skirmishes and one battle What are your skills?: I am small and light so I can move fast and quietly. I can also fight well with small weapons. What weapon do you prefer?: A dagger and throwing knives, But I will be using a hidden blade for quick and easy kills. Why do you wish to join the Order?: I was attacked many times by Abresian guards and want them out of Oren, specifically Abresi. They are no help to any one. What are some strength’s of yours?: I am small and agile. I can run quickly and move quietly. I use stealth to kill people. Tell us more about yourself (Brief Biography): My mother died giving birth to me, and my father disappeared, so I was raised an trained by my uncle. I used to fight with aside him, but that has not happened lately. I want to help in any way I can to get rid of the guards of Abresi. Dawn Hanson

Out-Of-Character Information Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate. Minecraft Account Name: mafiaxsaint How old are you?: 14 years old Time-Zone: Eastern Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I have role played on Book of Halgeron. How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: It was recommended to me by my friends MohawkBoi known as Aramis Lyon and littleavee known as Alexander Ventimig. Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: I have not made any yet. Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): I will as soon as I post this. Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: Yes. Definitions In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!: Role-playing: To play as someone or something you are not. Meta-gaming: Using something You know out of character to your advantage Power-emoting: to act like you have no trouble doing anything or having very little trouble doing everything In-Character Information: Complete the following biography on your character: Full Name: Ka'Van Current Age:23 Sub-race (if any): Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long): Ka'Van in his youth and all of his life hated people. Just the sound of there voices bothered them. He hated the nobles that were so stuck up and the peasants who would do anything to get some sort of fame or recognition. He grew up on the streets of Abresi with his mother. He was indeed a peasant but he didn't care about nobility he never wanted any type of nobility. He only enjoyed two things smithing and building. It amazed him what he could do with the materials he got from mining. He loved seeing things being formed by his own hands as a tool he would use for later. While other people tried to work for the money to buy these tools he would simply craft them himself. Growing up in Abresi during the dwarven war he was told not to go too far beyond the gates and usually not to go beyond the gates whatsoever. And even so at the age he was at, he wouldn't be mining in caves anyway. He never needed friends, his friends were his right hand and his left. And all the things they created. His mother would always encourage him to go make friends but he wouldn't listen. His father was a soldier and was out at war and he had not come home for a while now. His father wasn't the one who introduced him to building and crafting and the like he discovered his skill and joy for it one day at the age of 8. He was bored watching the other kids run and play while he sat by the large fountain. Soon a fat boy approached Ka'van and began insulting him saying. "You're weak, You are ugly! You are a loner." Ka'van didn't care much he got insulted often it was just one of those things he hated about people there cruelty and how they couldn't just **** off and leave him alone. But the fat one wouldn't quit and he did the one thing Ka'van hated.. Physical contact the boy pushed Ka'van into the fountain where Ka'van was sitting. Ka'van submerged angry but he wasn't a child to cry he got up soaking wet pointing at the fat boy yelling "I CAN KILL YOU!" the fat boy and his friends all laughed at Ka'van and then the fat boy said why don't you. Ka'van was terrible at combat he wouldn't be able to beat a tree in combat he knew what was coming he was going to feel pain lot's of pain and there is nothing he could do to stop it. But to his luck which he didn't have much of a woman stopped the fight before the fat boy could hit Ka'van scolding them both. As the woman left the fat boy said to Ka'van "You think you are safe now? No! I'm going to hurt you.. Come to this very spot at night if you can really kill me." What could Ka'van do anger swelled inside of him he wanted to hurt this kid... But he couldn't he cant fight when suddenly he had an idea. The boy thinks he shall be fighting with fists all he needs... Is a weapon. Even being terrible at combat the boy can't be very good he just has size.. He could do it he just needed a sword. So he ran back to his small home in Abresi and asked his mother for a blade. His mother looked at him with a raised brow and said "Ka'van why would you need a blade? Did you make some friends? Did they tell you, you needed a blade? Whatever they tell you don't listen to anything violent they have to say Ka'van." Ka'Van replied "Mother I want a sword so I can kill this boy who pushed me in the water!" His mothers eyes widened and her jaw dropped. "KA'VAN! I DID NOT RAISE YOU TO KILL POINTLESLY AND YOU ARE BUT A CHILD! GET OVER HERE." Ka'van hung his head and walked over to his mother as she gave him two slaps to his cheek. But that did not undermine his plan... He needed to get a weapon and he had to get it himself.. He had no Minas.. He couldn't buy any so he had to.. make it. He walked directly outside the gates not too far but to the tree where he gathered some sticks and stones. Then he tore some vines from the trees and he walked back into Abresi he walked by the docks and began working. What could he possible make with sticks and stones he wondered. He then thought of a really stupid idea but it was worth a tree he took two medium sized sticks and a medium sized rock which was flat but pointy. He then took the two sticks and put one on top of each other he then used the vines to tie them together. They were attached but not tight enough so he ran home his makeshift weapon in hand. He rummaged through his fathers things for some rope and to his luck which was becoming slightly more common he found some he tied it even tighter with the rope and then he looked at it admiring his work. He swung it in the air a couple of times and smiled. This was great this was his friend the tool that will protect him and that wouldn't try and be cruel to him. The tool that will give him company if needed and make other people leave him if he wouldn't. This was genius he thought.. He could do everything himself! He won't need to talk to merchants when he grew for supplies he would scavenge them himself.. He was his own man and relied on nothing else... And then night came. Hiding his weapon behind his back he approached the square, it seemed to be empty except there seemed to be some commotion in the Flayed Mans inn but what did he care it wasn't his problem. The fat boy came climbing up the stairs and he looked at Ka'van with a grin. Ka'van returned it as the fat boy approached he didn't waste his time saying anything he swung his pudgy fist at Ka'van's head knocking him to the ground. Ka'van smashed to the floor the air going out of him but he managed to get up stumbling the fat boy grinning and going for another hit. Ka'van swung his weapon at the fat boys chest as the fat boy swung at him. Ka'van could see the boys eyes fill with fear as the weapon came into view and struck him on the chest. The boy fell back and the weapon broke sending ripped pieces of vine and rope flying. Ka'van kept his grip on the two sticks eyes widening as his weapon breaks. His weapon as flawed as the fat boy stumbled back but then he began laughing as the weapon broke he got back up and looked at Ka'van and said. "Well then. Time for you to really get hurt." The boy said as he swung another punch to Ka'van's head knocking him out. That failure only fuelled Ka'van making him hate people more and wanting to make successful weapons even more.. The years went by Ka'van not making any real friends but not caring as he grew to the age of 23 war after war finished and tool after tool he made.His father never returned so he stayed with his mother he was sick of her saying "You are getting older you have no friends no lover what is wrong with you? I would settle for you buying a *****! He was tired of it he needed to buy his own home and that's when he met Aramis. He was offering him a job as his personal smith. This man wasn't so unbearable and he was willing to pay what he needed. So Ka'van accepted and there he began working for a dangerous man crafting weapons that the man would use to slay his enemies a man who keeps heads of the people he have killed in his bedroom. This is where Ka'van's true life begins. Ambitions for the Future: No goals for the future. Personality: Anti social, silent, and uncaring. Skills: Is skilled in smithing and building Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): It wont let me upload the skin for some reason sorry. Any other details you wish to share about your character: No other details. Open-Response-Questions Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point. ____ 1. Whilst in the mighty human capital you notice a dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he is clearly up to no good. There are guards within shouting distance - what do you do? Answer:~Ka'van would be heading outside of Abresi to the iron mines~ *Ka'van spots the darkly clothed figure and thinks to self* I wonder what this annoying beast is up to. *Ka'van changes his direction to face the man that is walking and in another thought adds* See this is why I hate people always up to something can never sit there ass down and smith something. *He continues to follow the darkly clothed man and in ANOTHER thought he says* He is probably going to hurt somebody, Hopefully someone high up. Well less space taken up in this world by things unneeded. This isn't my problem and frankly I don't care what happens to either of them. *As he turns back to the gates he begins walking and he looks to the guards with a bit of a smirk as they have no idea what is soon to happen* e 2. Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a large clearing, in which sits a small cobbled cottage. Outside it stands an unstable old man armed with a small iron blade, surrounded by two heavily armed bandits - they appear to be threatening him. You are armed with leather armour and an iron longsword, how do you react? Answer: ~Ka'van would be with Aramis~ *As Ka'van sees the old man being harassed he thinks* "Not my problem.. Just another example of peoples cruelty." *Aramis stops looking at the man though as Ka'van thinks* "Aramis is only half bearable... But he is doing the one of the things I hate interfering with other peoples troubles... He is a damn good fighter but I frankly don't want to sit here and watch as he saves some other person" Aramis: "Ka'van come." Ka'van: "Aramis.. This isn't our troubles don't interfere and put our lives in dang-" Aramis: "Shut up and come.. We have to help him.." Ka'van: "Not we you and you don't have to do anything.. You want to save him want is different then need and what we need to do is get the **** out of here." *Aramis is already drawing his blade silently* Aramis:"I want you too wait here when I give the signal I need you to come in and er... Try and look a bit intimidating... The bandits think that they can take me out the both of them.. which they can, but bandits aren't very smart I will be able to pick off one and maybe the other but when I call I need you to come running out he will probably get scared and run off" Ka'van: "No.. I'm not doing it this is not my problem if the old man dies he dies I don't give a sh-" Aramis: "Aright goodbye I don't want you near my home again the tools you need to continue your smithing will stay in my smith and you won't get those Minas anymore so off you go." *Ka'van growls and says* Ka'van: "Fine.. You know I'm not good at combat.. What am I going to do anyway.." Aramis: "That's the point you won't have to fight now see you soon." Ka'van: "Aramis wa-" Aramis: "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!" *Aramis charges at the man in surprise giving him an advantage and shoving his blade in the bandit on the lefts neck, he then Remove his blade you can see an obvious grin on his face* *Ka'van thinks to himself* "Aramis loves killing too much.. But at least he kills for justice." *Aramis removes the blade the bandit in surprise goes to swing down at him but Aramis removing his blade brings it up slightly blocking the clash and quickly going to slice down at the man's stomach. But lucky for the bandit his armour was there and the sword did barley any damage* *Ka'van then draws his blade and almost on cue Aramis calls* "ALRIGHT KAVAN I'M BORED!" *Ka'van comes running out with no battle cry and goes to point his blade at the bandit* Bandit 2: HAHA! This whelp looks like he can't hurt a fly! What's he going to do to me! I'm not scared of him he will die! Really? That's your he-" *The bandits head rolls off his body as Aramis smiles and catches it as it falls* Aramis: "Another one for the collection... Or... Hmmm this is a hard choice.. Fine I will give it to the old man because he deserves it." *Aramis says as he tosses the head to the old man and the old man puts his hands up cowering as the head comes at him* Aramis: "I guess that's all then. Ka'van.. We are off.' *Aramis says as he sheaths his bloody blade blood all over his clothes walking forward motioning for Ka'van to follow* 3. You are standing within the mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful stall. You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has no set prices. He is willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices. What do you do? (Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that happens). Answer: ~Ka'Van would be with Aramis~ ~Ka'Van is also very anti social and self reliant so I will show my bartering skills through Aramis~ *Ka'Van and Aramis approach the stall* Merchant: "Hello what could I help you with today?" Aramis: "Well what do you sell?" Merchant: "Anything reasonable." Aramis: "In that case me and my friend here would like to buy a new sword." Merchant: "Excellent I just got a new shipment of swords just name your price." Aramis: "Any price?"Merchant: "Yes as long as it's reasonable." Aramis: "How does forty Minas sound?" Merchant: *Chuckles a bit.* "Forty Minas will barely get you an iron ingot let alone a sword." Aramis: "Ok then how about sixty Minas?" Merchant: "Make it seventy." *A man walks up to the stall* Merchant: "Hold that thought." *Turns to the man." Man: "I would like to purchase one book and quill."Merchant: "I will sell you the book but it won't come with the quill I'm at a bit of an ink shortage." Ka'Van: *Whispers to Aramis* "Tell him you will trade him ink for the sword." Aramis: *Whispers an ok* "Excuse me merchant but how about I make a deal with you." Merchant: "And what might that be." Aramis: "I will trade you six bottles of ink and twenty Minas for that sword."Merchant: *Thinks about the offer for a bit* "Ok deal." *Hands Aramis the sword.* Aramis: "Thank you." *Puts the ink and Minas on the counter then turns and walks away.*