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I'm a newbie to the legion, and I want to join. I sent in my app via the old thread, so I guess I should just add this..?
MC Name: Akiriza
Skype Name: galacticpotatoking
Prior Rank: I wish to just join... So Grunt
Clan: Ireheart
Character Name for Reference: Ryall Ireheart
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-Flyers are found hung all over main cities and in large establishments, all signed at the bottom with large writing, and larger signatures.
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MC Name:
Akiriza
Character Name:
"Ye can call meh Rion, only friends say Ryall."
Character Age:
132
Profession:
He enjoys mining, but only if he has company. His others include stonemasonry and learning the arcane arts.
Appearance:
He appears to be a wise young Dwarf, he has pale skin, brown eyes and hair along with his beard which hangs proudly down from his chin to his belly.
Bloodline:
Igor
Define who you shall be related to inside the bloodline:
Son of Bastion, Brother of Kelgrim, and Grandson of Igor
Do you have Teamspeak?:
No.
Do you have Skype?:
Yes, (galacticpotatoking)
Image of the skin you intend to use:
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The spirits of the Court of Fallen Shadows congregate, the tomb filled with centuries worth of corpses and death.The Shadow, The Engraved, The Forgotten.Figures lost in time, but now brought to back to unity.The room is dark, barely kept lit by the dim red torches combined with the glow of the spirits themselves, they begin their meeting..."Before this Court, there was another. The very beginning of our order. Some of us are founders, the others are new.... Let this meeting begin with the affairs of our kin, What spirits have we encountered that can join this order?" Said the deep voice of the Shadow himself."I have met none, our kind has become rare since the second coming of the undead." Added The Forgotten, his black eyes peering to those around the room.The Shadow thought for a minute,"And what of any others?"The lone spectre in the room, the Engraved, wrote on floating piles of papers, his dim blue glow brightening the room almost in it's entirety."I have met very little as well..."The Shadow speaks once more,"We must seek these spirits out, then. Our numbers may be few, but we are stronger as one."The Forgotten nods, releasing a deep sigh,"I suppose I can seek others more... Often."An old Dwarf, also the only revenant in the room sits, he speaks in a heavy Dwarven accent,"The city of the Undead helped take over Khorvad."The Shadow looked to the Revenant,"We do not affiliate with the undead, nor the living. If there are those who have passed into our being, bring them to the Court."The Engraved, paused his writing,"Excuse me."The Shadow looks to the Engraved, "Yes?""Athera will succumb to the same fate as Aegis if the undead continue to spread.""Yes, that is true, and they may be a threat in the future.""Then we must decide what we must do first, they have already conquered the Human and Dwarf kingdoms in their rise to power."The Forgotten's form flickers before forming into a snarling bear, "We have none, lest we join their ranks, we have no power to fend them."Lalkek responded, "I know what the Dwarves are doing about it."The Forgotten's form flickers and returns normal once more.The Shadow turns his head to Lalkek, "And what might that be?""They are planning on taking it back, and the Humans are going to help them. The Humans and Dwarves are going to try and get their kingdoms back."The Forgotten looks back to Lalkek,"And how does that affect us, new one?""Well, if they are successful, the undead will go. And the undead are causing problems. As what he said." The Dwarf points to the Engraved."We have no power over these undead, nor can we affect them easily." The Shadow said."Exactly!" Lalkek raised his voice.The Forgotten seems unsure,"What was your point in the Humans and Dwarves then?""The Dwarves and Humans do it for us, since we can not do it."The Engraved pauses once more,"If they should fail?""That is the inevitable, my brother. We have no place in their plans." The Shadow responded."They have tried and failed in the past, there is no if." The Forgotten added.Lalkek speaks once more,"Then the next thing you know, they're taking over the Elves, then the Kha, then the Uruk. And then Athera falls!""But they can not affect us in those cases, nor can we change what is to come." The Shadow replies."So the only way it can be changed is if they succeed."The Forgotten sighs,"Your entire plan revolves around them succeeding.""It affects us because we live in Athera, and if all of them fail, Athera fails!"The Forgotten chuckles.The Shadow speaks,"We have no power, as I've said, over these undead. The most we could do is seek out their secrets."Lalkek thinks,"Okay, so let's do that. If we find out what they're gonna do, if we know what they're gonna do, we might be able to predict what's going to happen before it happens.""How do you propose we do that?" The Forgotten asks."We can stay to the shadows, and listen for their plans to report to the mortals, and prevent any attacks." Said the Shadow."We will be caught, if we can find them that is, then we will be a target.""There will always be a risk in our actions, and I do not wish to lose any of our kin to the light."The Engraved chuckled a bit,"What are the undead going to do to us? Kill us then reanimate us again?""If they have gold, we can be affected.""They can send us to whatever lies beyond here, if they can kill the dead, they can certainly kill the dead again." The Forgotten adds.The Engraved looks to the Shadow,"The undead are just that, undead. The gold will harm physical beings such as them three-fold than what it could do to us.""The gold will harm us nonetheless.""We can not fight them, especially with our few numbers." Says the Forgotten.The Engraved thinks, before lighting up,"Wait."The Shadow looks to the Engraved, "Yes?"The Engraved smiles, "We can pin the undead against themselves.""What plan do you propose to do with this specifically?"The Engraved pointed to the roof of the crypt, to where the necromancer's tower would be,"Them... They can assist."The Shadow seems to be intrigued, "Continue.""They have the ability of raising their own armies... If a force as strong as theirs, plus the Dwarves and Humans, we may have a chance.""This is possible.""Why fight them? They have not harmed us." The Forgotten adds.There is a brief silence before The Shadow stands.The Shadow slowly fades to the darkness, "Excuse me."The Engraved holds a hand up as to signal a pause.The Forgotten stares at his hand as it fades in and out of visibility, "These meetings bore me."After a minute of silence, whispers can be heard from down the hallway.The Shadow returns with another spirit, a poltergeist, and both of them sit down. "So if we must do this plan of yours, we must show them our presence."The Forgotten repeats his previous statement,"Again, I believe we should not fight the undead, they have not moved against us.""If we are divided, then a vote is in order. Say aye if you wish to intervene." The Shadow says.The Engraved thinks for moment of the possible outcomes.There is a long silence, before the Forgotten eventually says something,"I vote nay.""I feel as if we should wait, until they make their next move."The Shadow nods and looks to Solomon, the newly arriving poltergeist.Solomon, unsure what to say,"Erm...""What say you, brother?""I believe... We should make them fight for us instead. Though me just walking in here... I do not know what the topic is on.""Whether it is in our interest to move against the undead." The Forgotten says."We should wait then...""I believe if anything, the undead can be allies, not an enemy.""Allies... Yes.""But either way, it is a long stretch.""Then I believe we shall wait for their next move as well, and act from their motives." The Shadow says."We wait.""If we have no other business to bring upon the notice of the Court, then we shall close." The Shadow says."Anybody have anything? As I am content." Says the ForgottenThe Engraved shakes his head, "I move to ajourn this meeting.""There is a motion to ajourn this meeting, is there a decent?""I agree to ajourn." Says The Forgotten."Seeing none, hearing none, I hereby close this Court meeting." Says the Shadow.There is a loud thunder crack as he finishes the sentence, soon after, the ghosts depart, leaving the crypt in a deaf silence.0 -
@Petals
They add something for Shreck to fling at you from his loincloth that won't get him banned for ERP.
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It's a decent idea, I'll +1
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It's beautiful Jade, thank you, but it does seem like the legs are noticeably darker than the rest of the skin.
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I need my skin to be 'ghostified' it would be in the form of a Revenant, with pupils and black/white colouring. I figure the shading will be easy, just changing the initial colouring from what it is and swapping the palette.
The skin:
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OOC Application
Minecraft name: Akiriza
Skype ID (Required): galacticpotatoking
Time zone: PST, California, USA
Have you been banned sometime in the past 6 months?: No
What are your characters? Is one of them a ghost? If not, would you be willing to make one and possibly PK a character to do it?: Yes.
Yes, I just need assistance in altering my skins to make it 'ghostly'.
What sort of allegiances have any of your characters held in the past?:
The Druidic Order and the Elves of Haelun'or
What sort of role-play do you specialize in?: Peaceful
What do you believe are key factors for a successful spooky event?:
Lore, good role-playing (Players that know what they are doing), planning, possibly music.
What strengths could you contribute to the Court OOCly?:
I am an experienced builder, quite organized, and able to resolve things without need for staff.
Why do you want to be part of the Court?:
Error 404: Reason not found (Joshing). I believe it holds a unique form of role-play for me, and many new friends to make.
Create a distinct event you might do as part of the Court:
((I chose to do this instead, I can't think of anything else.))
Clearing his Home
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Rzahnch sits at the aged, rusted, and bent metal table, watching the place that he and his family once built slowly start to break away, the stone becoming chipped and weak after centuries of being abandoned. The room around him seemed to be empty, only aside from a large cabinet, a chest, an old bed frame, with no mattress, all made of metal, and all rusting.
He looked down to the sanguine coloured carpet, time passed, and the dust finally settled over the elegant rug, it's beautiful golden trim coated over in a layer of gray, just as his fair skin had, upon his passing.
The Elf remained silent, looking about the stone and iron filled underground ruin, the only thing having kept the place lit for such a period of time being an aged glass jar of glowstone dust.
Suddenly, the large steel and iron doors of the subterranean dwelling creaked, Rzahnch turning his head. Light peered from between the cracks of the opening door, an amount of dust flying in the air visible. Finally, with an audible grunt of effort, the heavy metal doors sway open, filling the place with light, Rzahnch fades to the shadows.
"Ugh, what in the Nether? What's with all of this damned dust?!" One voice said.
"What did you expect Aron? The place hasn't been opened in forever." Another said.
The two descended the stairs peering about the empty room.
"Take whatever looks valuable to you, that means metals, gems, tools, and Minas." The second said.
"Yeah, yeah, I know the drill." Aron said.
They traverse the room, ravaging the storage rooms when one of them looks over to the table, noticing an old, brittle skeleton covered in dusty robes, this would seemingly be Rzahnch.
"Ew, that's gross... Is that who lived here last?" He said.
"Yeah, it probably is..." The other said, smacking the skull of the skeleton off with a swift flick of the wrist.
Rzahnch was outraged, watching these people invade his home, steal his possessions, and then defile his body, he slowly emerged from the floor before Aron, a look of pure hatred written on his ghostly face.
"Wha? Who the?!--"
It was too late though, the spirit faded into the man's body, drawing the dagger from his waste before throwing himself at the other robber. The dagger implanted itself into the shoulder of the looter, he screamed out in pain.
"AAGGH, ARON, WHAT THE NETHER?!"
There was no response though, instead, his yelling was replied to with a swift blade to his neck. The wannabe thief collapsed to the floor, grasping his own throat, nothing more audible but a shallow gurgling noise and his feet kicking against the stone flooring.
This was followed by Aron sprinting out of the door in terror, tripping over a stone and tumbling down into a nearby ravine, breaking his spine on impact with the hard stone.
Rzahnch stared in glory of the outside, wildlife having grown around his old home, shading over the sky he once saw into a mass of vines and leaves.
The steel and iron doors of the ruin closed and locked that day, but instead of the ghost staying at home, he wandered out, into the grove that his home now transformed into.
Tell us what you expect personally from the Court:
I am unsure to be honest.
Do you agree to adhere to Supremacy's lore pertaining to the estrangement of mortals, among all other lore pertaining to proper Spectral etiquette?: Yes
What position do you want to have: A Shadow, if not available, then Engraved.
((RP Application))
Your name and/or title: Rzahnch Nchazefk
Your allegiances in life: Nothing but my people, and my seeking of knowledge.
Do you agree to adhere by the Commandments of the Court, and to actively pursue and follow any future verdicts that the Court as an entity chooses to establish or abolish?: Indeed
Your age: 752 (In Death Time) 546 (In Living Age)
1298 in total.
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((Is this Court still open? I would like to join, but I would like to know if it is, and if so, can you link me to a Spectral Guide?))
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y u no Lori?
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Yub.
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OOC
Minecraft Username:
Akiriza
Age:
16
Please write a small portion of RP depicting you using magic of your choice, this should be done as if it were an emote and not include internal though processes:
Arahaeldor stared intently at the metal helm, connecting himself to the void's power. His already purple eyes glazed over with a glowing magenta color as the helmet began violently shaking around. Arahaeldor concentrated, contracting the muscles in his arms, at that instant, the helmet in it's entirety began denting, the metal being crushed. The psychokinetic 'wires' attached to the helm slowly raveling around it. He finally released it, allowing the now ball-shaped chunk of metal to hit the ground with a thud.
IC
Name: Arahaeldor Saeledhel
Age: 112
Gender: Male
Race: Mali'aheral (High Elf)
Clarify on if you are currently skilled in the magical arts, or being taught by someone who is:N/A, still seeking a tutor
What affinity of magic are you skilled in?:I would have to choose mental magic/illusion magic. Most anything with the mind.
Nation or city of residency: Haelun'or: Annil'sul
Address if applicable: Not Applicable
Objective; what is it you wish to obtain from joining the guild?:Acquire knowledge of the void and the arcane arts. Learn all there possibly is to learn within my millennium of of life. Learn and master the arts of illusions and psionics. And possibly become the Guild Master of Illusion, if none take it before I.
Lists key achievements, skills, traits and experience you have encountered in your life.
Decent swordsman. Mother was an adept psionicist, and I acquired the want to learn it from watching her magnificent displays. I am an Elf, giving me a superb amount of mana.
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Mali’aheral Citizenship Application:
((MC Name: Akiriza))
Name: Arahaeldor Saeledhel
Age: 112
Gender: Male
Origins of your birth: Pure-Blooded, Born in Haelun'or, Annil'sul.
How long have you resided with the blessed Mali’aheral?: The entirety of my life.
Why do you wish to become a citizen of our cihi?: I have lived in this fair city since my birth, and wish to remain there.
How can you declare you are Mali'thill?: My family is comprised only of full blooded Mali. I possess the purple eyes, golden skin, and white hair of our ancestors.
What does maehr'sae hiylun'ehya mean to you?: Progress and Health, this is our code of living, a way of life for all Mali'aheral.
What is your personal vision for our blessed race?: To expand our knowledge beyond all of what we had thought capable. Make peace within our different races, and thrive for many centuries to come.
Are there any other details about yourself you wish to relay to the mali’aheral?: I work well in the fields of politics, and I also hope one day to learn the arcane arts.
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Out-Of-Character InformationWhat’s your Minecraft Account Name?: - AkirizaHow old are you?: - 16Have you ever roleplayed on a minecraft server before? If so, where?: - Uthrandir, Sky Eden, Erecia, & CorsiacraftHave you applied to this server before?: - No.How did you hear about us?: - The InternetWhat do you think the server will be like? - I can not be entirely sure.Have you read and agreed to the rules?: - Indeed I have.What’s the rule you agree with the most?: - No player harassment, blackmail, or discrimination.Do you understand combat rules, and what you can and can’t do if you do choose to roleplay as a villain?:- Yes, I do.Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense?:- No.DefinitionsThese terms are a major part of the server and in a few of our rules. Please define them so that we can get an understanding of how much you know about roleplaying. Feel free to Google the answers or check on our wiki, but make sure that you write the reply in your own words, not those of another website or person!What is roleplaying?: - Roleplaying is taking the role of a person (Or thing) of your own creation or not, and being them. Giving you a chance to be something else, or another person.What’s metagaming?: - Using information, (Usually obtained Out-Of-Character) your character does not know about within the confines of IC playing.What’s powergaming?: - Powergaming is an act of forcing action upon a player, whether it be 'insta-killing' or emoting for them.In-Character InformationNow you actually make your character - be creative but stay reasonable! Make sure they make sense and that you follow lore. Try to come up with a character that you actually want to play.What’s your character called?: - Arahaeldor Saeledhel (Err-A-Hayl-Door Say-Led-Hell)What race are they?: - High ElfWhat gender are they?: - MaleHow old are they?: - 57Give us a highlight of their past, What life events make your character the person they are today?: - If you came seeking a sob story, look elsewhere. Arahaeldor was born and raised in the Mali'aheral district of Tahn'siol to Esteldaer (Father) and Idhrendis (Mother) Saeledhel. His family was a high class one, his father being a now retired guard, and his mother being a mage and scholar. One day as Arahaeldor helped his mother with groceries, they were cut off by an edgy looking Mali'ker thief. "Hand over your money o' pure ones," he said mockingly. "Or get stabbed!" The Dark Elf brandished his dagger to the two, a smirk coming over his face. Idhrendis frowned at the pathetic robber, twitching slightly. "Such a low being such as you deserves no reason to live." She said. "Arahaeldor, turn around and don't look back." The Dark Elf raised a curious eyebrow, nervously holding the blade up. "Hurry up now!" he shouted. The dagger slipped out of the robber's sweaty palms, facing back at him in a show of telekinetic magic. "What the hell? What are you doing?" he yelled, terrified. The Mali'ker attempted to run, only for his heart to be met with his own weapon, the only sound heard being a soft squish. "W-what was that, mom?" Arahaeldor said, never having looked away. "Telekinesis... A form of mental magic." His eyes widened in awe, looking up at his mother. "Mental magic? Can you teach me?!" She frowned, going back into her disciplinary mode. "No! Now take those vegetables back to the house... I've got to talk to the guards."It was feats such as his mother's on this day that got him wanting to learn psychokinetic magicks.What are they like?: - He is very studious, going out to the middle of forests to read books or study, just to get away from all the bustle of life within the city. He enjoys jokes, and telling them too, but tries to keep it to himself around other High Elves due to the immaturity factoring in it.What are their ambitions?: - Learn Magic, Find an other half, become an important figure. Mostly what all others in the world have.Do they have any special skills? What are their weaknesses?: - He is swift and well educated, requiring concise information on a situation, no matter how minuscule, before doing anything about it. He is not a heavy lifter, and does not fair well in hand-to-hand combat.Give us a description of how they look?: - He stands at about 6"2', very long, straight white hair and purple eyes. His skin is pale, but it still retains a golden glow.Please give us a screenshot of your character’s skin: -
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[ MC Name: Akiriza ]
Wut be yer name: "Mah name es Ryall."
Where do ya live: "Currentleh 'Eiben'all."
Wut be yer primary skills:
"Ah got mah magicks, and mah axe, Ah also sometoimes forge t'ings from ferrum, an' tinker, creatin' new inventions o' mah own!"
Short biography about yourself :
Ryall is 132 years old, he has trained himself in multiple variations of void magic. He's a friendly person, but does not appreciate it when his family is insulted. He's made many friends on his travels through this world, and has even received a gift from a Grandaxe Elder as a sign of appreciation of his actions. He has assisted in both the defense of the city of Kal'agnar during both it's siege and take-back, and has proved to be quite a capable warrior and mage.
How de ya be related to te Irongut Clan:
"Ah'm the Son o' Thordon, Brother o' Hogarth an' Rekhi."
De ya swear loyalty to te Irongut Clan Lord:
"Aye, Ah dew."
OOC
Do you agree to follow all the rules of the Irongut Clan?:
Yes.
Skype name?:
galacticpotatoking