Clayphish

Opal Fritz signs the charter. (Clayphish)

The Smoke Druid, Crystal, signs the charter.

I could probably play a cub. It would be male, but also, I'm giving you a fair warning. My rp tends to lean towards diplomacy and social interaction. I hate pvp. I also have school and work, so my attendance would be random. Otherwise, I'm good friends with a few orcies ooc, and can do decent blah. I've also been on the server for a couple of years now. Thnx.

Crystal blinks as the story ends, then shakes her head. "I will never understand you orcs and your violent fairy tales ..."

-=(Election Ballot of Urguan)=- Place an X next to the candidate of your choice. Your Name ((RP and MC)): Crystal Bel'anoche (JadeArr0w) Race: High Elf Balek Irongut ((Hobolympic)): Zahrer Irongrinder ((Josh3738)): X Ognar Grandaxe ((Meanking)): Dizzy Irongrinder ((Dizzy771)):

Crystal looks down upon his grave after being told of his death and where the marker lay. She wipes beneath her real eye and stays silent for a long time. She had been the last one who had spoken to him, and even then had left in a hurry because she felt emotions boiling over and refused to make a scene in public ... This was her fault, and she knew it. After four dead husbands, she had wanted to save Ramza's life from whatever curse plagued her romantic life. She thought leaving him before things went too wrong and watching for the "red flags" (men breaking into the house for her cactus green and people coming after her because they believed her a cultist to where Ramza would risk his life to save her) would be enough to let him live after she realized her mistake of allowing their flings to turn into something else, but no, she was too late, and now the blood was on her hands ... what was she going to tell their two young twins? Where has daddy suddenly gone? Crystal had little time as it was before that to care for the twins, and now their father had fallen victim to same fate as her four husbands, they would be alone much more ... Crystal bends down in front of the grave stone, placing down a tightly sealed bottle of water from the tiny hot spring in Pravets. "I ... Am so sorry .." She says shakily to the grave, then stands, slowly walking back down the path, heading home.

Crystal looks up from one of her walks, seeing the poster and grinning lightly, "Mmmm ... Performers ... Perhaps they could do with a few sports of the pole, or of the contortion arts."

Nice idea! I think it'll make good rp :>

MC Name: Onyxmace Did you ever have a character with magic?: No Are you aware the rules of Magic: Yes Skype: (You can PM this to us if you wish) JadeArr0w/ Onyxmace ::IC:: Name: "Mnhm nmhmnm, Hmnmhmh." (#24 "Amelia") Age: "Hmnm hm." (23) Gender: "Hmnmhm." (female) Race: "Hmnmh." (humans) What would you like to learn?: "Hmnmh hmnmhmnmh." ('scholarly' Basic education) Which Class(es) are you enrolling for?: "Hmnm hm mhmn nmhmhmn hm." (Reading and basic education classes)

-OOC- Minecraft Username: OnyxMace Skype/TS: Yes I have both skype and ts. Playtime per week: Varies through a few times a week, will have a month of summer then school starts again. -Employee Application (RP)- Name: Rah'taj Age: 28 Race: Kha'tigrassi Employee Type: Nation Job Applying for: Lumberjacking (but will do other gathering jobs if needed) What makes me good at the job: "Rah'taj am strong." Why do you wanna join the company: Currently homeless and looking for some way to be productive with time.

After a long friendship, Doctors Opal and Guarger had a one night stand near the human settlement of Vekero. This happened through badly placed trust, but ended up in the conception of a human boy. Unfortunately, Doctor Opal Fritz was not a single woman, so after a long dramatic situation unfolded, she moved with her daughter and partner, both dark elves, to the capitol of Oren and away from Guarger. The birth of this bastard child is coming soon, so we need a player to step up as him! Although I've said male, it can be changed if need be, but it's also very possible that he will have bad eyesight and need large glasses like his mother does. The player will get mostly free reign, and I'm willing to negotiate genetics.

What’s the name of the Minecraft account you're applying for?: OnyxMace What's your MAIN Minecraft Account name?: JadeArr0w Do you agree to follow the rules on your new account?: Yes You understand you can not be on both of these accounts at once?: Yes You understand that if one account is banned, so will the other(s)?: Yes In-Character Information Now you actually make your character - be creative but stay reasonable! Make sure they make sense and that they follow lore. Try to come up with a character that you actually want to play. What’s your character called?: Endola What race are they (and sub-race)?: Orc What sex are they?: Female How old are they?: Twenty one human years. Give us a brief description of their life - their story, childhood, family: In early childhood, Endola’s parents descended from small clutch of Jabberwhack riders of Tythor’s army who fled before the battle of the Nomafd Plains in dishonorable fear for their lives. Despite this, however, it’s unknown the exact clans that Endola and her siblings descended from since the history of the group has been kept quiet in shame amongst the partially nomadic family for many generations. Nameless, Endola was born amongst the bogs of the southern wilds with three other siblings before her and two after. The group of cubs ran a muck amongst the small, nameless tribe who hid amongst the humid, muddy bogs and wrestled until they resembled Olog cubs rather than usual orcs. At the ripe age of fourteen, however, her eldest brother, Murdoc, left in the night to wander inland to make a name for himself and possibly pride for the nameless family. A few weeks later, Endola did the same. She traveled alone for two years, honing her skills in the wooded wilds before finally reaching the sandy grounds of the great desert, currently home to the modern clans. Another few years were spent in the desert, learning to properly butcher desert creatures to sustain herself, until one year when a great sandstorm managed to separate her from her final blade of any sort. The rest of the year went by slowly is she struggled to maintain a well fed lifestyle in the deep desert with no tools, which eventually led to long nights of hunger pains, and one night, not being able to move… As her vision faded, and her body sucumbed to starvation, a shadow is cast over her while a hand hoisted her up and over it’s owner’s shoulder. The figure moved slowly as the world went black for the orc woman, slowly making it’s way to the cloud temple. What are they like (personality)?: - Like many orcs before her, Endola is very traditionally aggressive, though loyal when given a command by a superior rank to a reasonable extent. Although she strives for a job in slaughtering (animals for meat), she won’t turn down much other work to keep herself busy during times between slaughtering jobs. Endola enjoys grog at the inns and a good drunken klompz in the streets as a good time. What are their ambitions?: To find a stable job and, eventually, bring pride to her unknown bloodline. Do they have any special skills?: Skilled in butchery and grew up amongst larger brothers. What are their weaknesses?: Physical weakness compared to larger orcs having a female body. Give us a description of how they look (not a screenshot yet!)?: Endola has a lean, but muscular figure with traditionally green skin, common amongst orcs. Her brown hair is usually a bit messy and her scent is strong of animal blood from her desired profession. She enjoys having her light armor on at all times,and heavy armor for combat. Anything else you want to say about them?: Nopers Please give us a screenshot of your character’s skin: - http://gyazo.com/434b43ee988d2b5eb9e907d897d1b761

*Dr.Fritz walks cheerily back into Kaphro after gathering some medicines, waving hello to all who pass as she always has. Suddenly though, her face turns to shock as the wall of her upper level falls before her. As she's told my the builders that Ben has ordered the destruction of the only true medical building in Kaphro, her face turns to a twisted anger as she turns stomp off to Ben's office. Later that day, she's de-fused as it's explained that her clinic will be remodeled, thus ending the not-so-dangerous fury.*

No luck. It won't let me put in a picture to adjust the crop of. :(

I know what it wants, but for some reason, it won't accept ANY size picture. I'm pretty sure it's glitched.