Gone

Cheza Nemain

We already have golems and these seem like an attempt just to make a golem without having to learn the magic.

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A broken woman tries to scrub away the bloodstain upon her floor, the Dominion house still stinking of death despite her opening of her doors and windows. The work is slow, the elfess only having one hand currently and her thoughts elsewhere... Resulting in her merely scrubbing the same small spot over and over. A small portion of her mind however contemplates the irony of writing about peace when all she's seen come from the tribe since the change of leadership is killing and the causing of trouble.

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Considering the date not even gonna think this is real. Claiming an animal starved to death for a joke tho is kinda f-ed up man.

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Sorry for the wait right there, unfortunately this has been denied as you applied upon a Guest application and thus can't edit it. 3 hours from now you may post a new application. Your character's bio needs to have mentions of our lore that you can find upon the forums and wiki pages. Typically we need a paragraph for your bio that has anywhere from 1-3 mentions of solid lore (not just naming cities). As well your skin to me is... Not something that usually would go on our server merely because of the literal naked parts. If you can move the clothing off of the armor and onto the actual body that would be much better. If you would like assistance or have questions I highly recommend joining our New Player Discord.

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Nemain Pronounced: Knee-Mine (Let Me Tell You... by PanHesekielShiroi, will eventually replace with actual Nemain art.) Basic Information Nicknames: Nee Date of Birth: Sun's Smile of 1643 Age: 18 as of 04/22/2018 Gender: Female Race: Kha'Pantera Status: Trying to learn as much as she can about Druidism and Aspectism. Description Height: 4'2" which is quite small. Weight: Roughly 108 lbs, most of her weight being from muscle. Body Type: Mesomorph Eyes: Yellow Hair: Black Skin: Dark gray, have to somehow shave her fur in order to see it. Markings: Naturally she has some lighter fur at the base of her maw, ranging from just under her eyes to along her jawline. Nemain likes to further decorate herself by using a mild dye to paint the markings of the Serene upon her fur and the The Father’s Mark upon her face. Further Details: Nemain’s ears are noticeably larger than one would expect upon a Kha her size, indicating that her small stature is actually not quite how she was meant to be. Illness having stunted her growth when she was very young. Luckily she has taken a serious attitude towards bathing, particularly after a hunt or meal, thus tends to smell now of dirt and pine. Voice: Video in the spoiler for an idea of how her voice sounds. Often she speaks her words slowly, self-conscious of her accent. Health: Perfectly fine for now, consumes a balanced diet of raw meat and sugar. Personality Traits: Wrathful - This deadly sin means Nemain is very quick to anger and holds onto her grudges for a long time. Naive - Partially because of her youth she doesn't understand deeper meanings much. Typically looks at this from an innocent or even blunt perspective. Ambitious - Constantly working towards her goals. Fidgety - Rarely stops moving. Loner - Doesn't actively try to make friends, they tend to come to her. Life Style Alignment: Lawful Evil Deity: A bit of an odd mix. Nemain remembers her parents teaching her of Muuna but now has absorbed the Druidic practices and thoughts of the elven family she's been drawn into. As such, for now, she seems to think that Mother Cerridwen and Muuna are the same beings. Her love for hunting has resulted in her having a rather strong interest in Cernunnos, who she assumes to be Cerridwen's Metz'al. Home: Caras Eldar or wherever the pack may go. Loyalties: Quillian Caerme'onn and anyone Quillian points out as family. Titles: None! Professions: Hunter and Fisher Special Skills: Naturally good at sneaking around and swiping things much to the dismay of her family. Inventory: Pearl Necklace - An ornate string of pearls that increase in size as they approach the middle. The very center holds the largest, a black pearl. A gift from Elenora Lorenthus. Stuffed Cat - A small plush toy. The main body of the cat is made from softened brown leather and it has black button eyes, yarn whiskers, and a pink nose. Also given to her by Elenora. Bunny Rabbit Plushy - A rather plump, hand-stitched bunny rabbit. It's fur is snow white in color whilst the eyes are small buttons. The scent of lavender wafts from the stuffing and upon its underbelly a message is stitched. "Nemain, the big sister baby Hope needs. We love you, ~ Hope, Velanna, Daddy and Moma." A present from Quillian and Toren. Crown of The Mani - A flourishing flora wreath. The crown is made of roses and vines that never wilt, a wooden crest resting within that has a talon and paw print carved upon it. Meant to represent the Mani. Recieved while attending a Druidic festival. Bone Dagger - A hunting knife made of bone, the blade appears to be part of a predator's jaw complete with sharp teeth to give it large serrations. Best used for creating pain and damage to the flesh. Gifted to Nemain by Gilliaen Aias. Magic None, for now. Weaponry Fighting Style: Wild, relies upon her instincts. Trained Weapons: Knives and daggers. Favored Weapons: Her teeth. Archery: Has never even touched a bow. Biography Parents: Nemain was born to two Kha'Pantera. The small kitten only knew them as her Munna and Patta, never learning their names before they were killed for their pelts and valuables. Only their habit of hiding their sleeping kitten saved Nemain's life. Not understanding what had happened the kitten wandered to the Druidic grove that was nearby where one Toren Camoryn took her in to raise. From there her family has grown as Quillian Caerme'onn became her adopted mother. The two elves gradually introduced Nemain to their children, relatives, and pack members as further additions to the Kha's new family. When her birth parents are mentioned Nemain reacts with anger as she doesn't understand yet that they were killed. Instead she believes that they had slept in one day and then left the camp, and Nemain, behind as when she later returned she merely found bones and scraps of cloth. Pet(s): The only pets Nemain keeps are her duufle companions. Cucuaw (Cocoa) - A female duufle of the dachshund variety. She has a longer haired coat of chocolate dapple with floppy ears. Burker (Borker) - A male duufle of the hound variety. Has a lemon and white coat with short fur and rather long ears. Ser Rull (Ser Roll) - A male duufle of the terrier variety. Sports a pitch black coat of longer, wire-texture, fur and perky ears.

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Sadly since this is a Guest Application I cannot give you the typical 24 hour period to make changes... As a result this application has been denied. You can post another app 3 hours from my response here and I recommend signing up for a free forum account so that way if edits are needed you can do so. - Your powergaming definition is actually the exact opposite of what we consider the term to mean. Feel free to glance over our Wiki page on the topic if you'd like. - Typically we like to see more lore mentioned than just naming places. This could be bringing up specific battles (and who they were between), mentioning certain flora or creatures, religion, etc. Our lore is found on both the Wiki and the forums here. - For the description usually we like to see more specific things like height, body type, hair, does he have any defining scars, etc. Otherwise you did good! Just fix those few things on your next post and you should get in for sure. ^-^ If you have questions or would like assistance feel free to contact myself or any other Application Moderator. We also have a New Player Discord that's meant just for such things, where you can chat with approved helpers and other players about anything that might confuse or interest you.

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Applicant has failed to make requested changes within the time given. I'd like to see your powergaming definition adjusted a little bit. If you're confused as to the term we have a Wiki page talking about it. Your character's bio needs to be a paragraph of backstory, including server lore and personal events which have helped shape him into the person he is today. Lore can be found both on the forums and the Wiki. NickITAiz is not a proper name for any of our races. If you'd like to stick to the dwarven race perhaps check out their Wiki page to get a better idea of how they typically look. For the interesting facts try to stick to things such as personality traits, at least one flaw, and maybe even toss in a special skill. Your skin needs to be an actual Minecraft skin, the one that you plan on using if accepted onto the server. Your character's description also needs to match this skin. Don't worry, you post a new application 3 hours from now. Myself and any AT will still be happy to assist you however we can as well if anything has caused you confusion. A great place to find aid both from helpers and your fellow applicants/new players is our New Player Discord which I really recommend joining.

Lunara claps for a good five minutes after having the very long letter read to her. "Exactly how I feel and what I tried to say only to have the rabid Ferals ready to rip my throat out for it. I wonder if he'll meet with non-Druids or let me listen in... Lemon juice sounds rather nice and I'd love to hear him talking to some of them."

Lunara rubs at her forehead as she's read the contents of the found letter, the blind elfess letting out a soft sigh once the messenger finishes. She thinks over what the letter contained, what she has seen around the Dominion, and heard from other mouths. "A shame really that both sides continue to see themselves in an 'us versus them' mentality. You would think tragedy might trigger change yet instead they turn upon one another, letting themselves fall into the behaviors of beasts. Less than beasts, actually... For at least a beast thinks of the good of all rather than self." "That first part though, about the altars, gives me an idea. Perhaps I should make one myself..."

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Silently Nemain lay outside the door, not bothering to say anything against the destruction heard within but instead taking it in. Learning. They wouldn't let her bite the bad people before... Perhaps if she had then they wouldn't have been able to hurt Toren, to cause such pain to Quillian. The little Kha won't ask next time.

And the story Takes an unexpected turn A friend is suddenly gone We can cry our lives away But if they were here they'd say Go forward you must keep moving on - - - All day she had managed to keep it together, even worked to help others while old wounds reopened in her mind. Voices screaming at one another, arguing, unable to decide how she should feel... It hurt. She had watched Toren grow, had been one of many to help guide him. To her he was family without question. Even if he acted up she'd thought of him like a wildfire. Burning so brilliantly yet never able to quite predict the younger elf's actions. To hear that he was gone, that someone had managed what she'd thought would never be, it shocked her to the core. Suddenly everyone dear to her seemed so much more vulnerable. And then to find out that one who she had grown so close to took the blame willingly? She wanted to hate him... But she couldn't. Each time one voice started to scream for revenge another would point out the pain that such would cause her. Even if it seemed selfish, even if her main reasoning was not wanting to see another she cared for hurting, she just couldn't stand the thought of him being captured for this death. Once the exhaustion became too much Cheza turned to the one that always knows how to comfort her, letting him guide her home and hold her. Finally allowing a tormented sleep to overtake her... Dreams of trees burning as men scream for her to help. - - - Can we get back to a happy place? We've suffered so much pain and sorrow After yesterday is there any way We can trust tomorrow? - - - Within the Naelurir grove, among those already mourning one more voice adds to the sorrow. A young Kharajyr wails and screeches as she claws at the base of Cernunnos' statue. "Gyve heem bawck! Yuu say ef Nee pray yuu lysten, su gyve Dawddee bawck!" Nemain has to be dragged away and by then her hands are a bloody mess. The small Pantera screaming until exhausting herself and then falling into a silence that she refuses to leave. - - - Will we go through life Filled with strife like it's torn and tattered Can we keep this up When we all know that every hope has shattered? And the lesson isn't new That some dreams just can't come true.