HurferDurfer1

MC name: HurferDurfer1 you traitor
Timezone: CDT you traitor

Skype: thatonehurf you traitor

Why do you want to play a Ghoul: I feel like killing people would be fun as a spooky ghouly, you traitor

Ghoul Description: He would be an average sized man, not that you could tell with all the rotting flesh, he'd be a hideous hunched over creature of malice and hunger. you traitor

Do you understand & agree to uphold the rules: Yes, I do, you traitor

Kallor would declare haughtliy " I think its time we clip some crows wings!"

Name: A'Karonys

Age: 156

Experience/Degree: Has fought in a handful of battles, no great warrior,nor one of great skill.

Occupations and Labour Skills: Poor farmer, and lumberer of the woods.

How do you lay claim to the fact you are pure mali'aheral?: I come from a long line of loyal common Mali'Aheral. My family has made no great contributions to history so any names I can give you would mean nothing.

How long has one resided with his/her people?: For all my 156 years of existence.

Will you place the wellbeing of Silver and the maehr'sae hiylun'ehya before any individual desires of your own?: Of course i would, I am loyal to none but the Mali'Aheral, my kin.


((OOC))

Username: HurferDurfer1

Timezone: CDT

Skype (can be sent privately if requested): thatonehurf

Do you have teamspeak ?: I do not but it can be acquired.

Name: Kallor Eidermann
Race: Human
Nationality: Highlander
Age: 18
Profession: Lumberjack, Miner
Any past military experience?: No sir only tussles with the other street urchins!
Reason for joining: Get off the streets, fight for a cause! With brave men at my side!
((OOC))
MC Name: HurferDurfer1
Skype Name (can PM if needed): thatonehurf
Do you have TeamSpeak, or are you willing to download it (will be used in battles and other activities)?: No I dont have it, dont much care foe it
Timezone:CDT or wherever the hell oklahoma is I dunno ive only lived here 3 weeks

Coltaine would cheer for no particular reason

cool guy, provides really good rp

Coltaine would wonder where they got this cultist nonsense

MC Name: HurferDurfer1
Character Name: Coltaine Wick
Why do you want to be a Dread Knight?: I think it would be beneficial to my group, The Coven and it woul be fun rp
Do you understand that you cannot go against the Dread Lord's orders as a Dread Knight?: Do infact know it, Colt has always been a loyal lil cultist
Time zone: Pst
Skype Name (You can PM it to me privately): thatonehurf

Say HurferDurfer out loud, I wanted my name to be awkward to pronounce. The End

What is your Minecraft Account Name?: HurferDurfer1

What is your ingame Character Name?: Coltaine Wick

What is your Character’s Race?: Human

Have you read and familiarized with all server rules and the villain rules?: ​Most definitely. 

Links to any previous villain applications (for reference, these can be from previous characters, or previously denied applications to show how you’ve improved): None.

What VA are you applying for? (Lesser Evils, Greater Evils [Greater includes Lesser by default, you don't need two applications if you apply for greater first]): Greater Evil holmes.

Why is your character the way he/she is?  What has led them to a path requiring a Villain Application?: Gather around kiddos its story time. Early on in life Coltaine was a simple soldier, living a simple life. He'd guard the gates to Petrus, watching people coming and going while he served under the Carrions. During his tenure as a soldier, the Orenian Kingdom had been at war with the rebel Stormlords of Renatus. In the end, the foul rat faced Stormlord dogs won the war and took over the city of Petrus, disbanding all previous military unites such as Coltaines own Crow Regiment.

                 Coltaine was cast out of Petrus, still loyal to those he served, the Carrions, but all the Carrions had gone, dead or captured, his comrades disappeared off to there own lives, Coltaine, was alone. Suffering through long months of torment and harassment by the rebel victors who would spot him and the Carrion tabard he still wore, Coltaine searched for a place, anywhere a person who had lost everything could go, and that, is how he first heard of the Adherents of Immortui.

                        As it would so happen, Coltaine was wandering through that most foul of swamps Embermoor one day when he came accross a man. The man asked him "Why you here at my farm?" to which Coltaine replied "Who makes a farm in the swamp? Seems suspicious to me." the man sighed going on to say "Here take this flier" and hands over a flier to Coltaine, the flier detailed what seemed to  be a group of outcasts and misfits, a place for those with nothing left to go to. This group was called the Adherents of Immortui, this seemed like the perfect chance to start his life over, to have purpose again. Maybe had he known early on what evils the Adherents embodied he would have left, chosen a different path in life, but he didn't know, thus he stayed.

              During his time in the Adherence he was in essence, a cultist, a grunt, killing when he was told to, being ever loyal for Coltaine wasn't one to go against orders. Being surrounded by Necromancers, Frost Witchs, Dread Knights, its not as if he could disobey them! He commited many heinous crimes for the Adherents, kidnapping, murder, torture, harvesting certain organs the others needed for there creations, dismemberment, theft, you name it, he most likely did it. Now at this time Coltaine had no magical ability so he was only ever brought along on missions to be the muscle and or bait, Coltaine thought he could better serve the Adherents if he sought a teacher and learn a magical art, so he went and found one. His teacher was a Graven named Radac, Coltaine and Radac became fast friends so much so that Coltaine lived in the Graven ruins for a time.

                 For some years Coltaine was simply gone, disappeared, studying his chosen art earth evocation ((in reality I was gone for 3 months)). When he returned from his ventures, the Adherents were gone, killed or in hiding thus leaving Coltaine alone, again. After a time Coltaine heard of a new group, The Coven, He investigated this group finding some of his former Adherent companions and in so finding a new home. His role in this Coven was much the same as it was in the Adherents, Lure people into traps to be slaughtered , murder, theft, even going so far as helping kill children. To this Day Coltaine is with the Coven, preforming the various tasks asked him of his companions.

What are his/her motives?  What do you plan to gain from this?:  At this point in Coltaines life, middle aged, mind going abit off from all the horror he's seen  and done he seeks but two things, power, and undeath. He is terrified of dying an old man, his fear bordering on the insane thus in time he will seek Lichdom. to live forever, or as long as his masters allow him. And power, he does not like being powerless, suffering from other peoples whims, he wants to be able to make his own path, fight for his own life.

What moral boundaries does your character have, if any?:  He will tend to back up those who are stuck in an unfair fight. Also he helps the oppressed or outnumbered any way he can such as the dwarves, he's secretly offered them his help because he himself values freedom.

What general kind of Villain will you be? (Bandit, Pirate, Raider, Madman, Cultist, Antihero, Destroyer Of Worlds, etc etc…): Madman, Cultist, Psycopath 

Open Response - Answer at least two of the open ended scenarios below. Do not powergame, metagame, or do anything else rulebreaking or unrealistic. Each scenario is designed with no particular objective in mind and is open ended deliberately. Assume your character is in each position, regardless of their normal situations:

-You are about to head out of your house when someone starts pounding on your door frantically.  You open the door to see a human woman, dress half torn, a gash across her cheek bleeding, fear in her eyes as she begs you for help. Someone has just attacked her and her sister, killing the sister, and the girl barely getting away and losing him... Yay more long writing: Coltaine quickly ushers her into the house, having her take a seat urging her to describe the attacker. Quickly realizing the attacker is an associate of his, as Coltaine often trafficks with those sorts of people. He would decide to finish the job. Going into the kitchen he brews up a cup of tea for the distraught woman. Coltaine shuffles out of the kitchen, taking a seat next to the woman he offers her the tea. As she takes the tea and blows on it to cool it down, Coltaine raises his gauntleted hand and places it on the womans shoulder, squeezing it gently to "comfort" her. The woamn offers him a weak smile sipping from the tea, Coltaine asks her to retell the story going over each detail  slowly and precisely.As she begins again, a black mist would seep from the palm of the gauntlet into the womans shoulder, the woman completely unknowing.((im no necromancer the glove was just a gift from one)). Coltaine would often pause her and have her repeat details, the whole time the leeching her life force.The woamn, would begin to get tired, yawning , shaking her head as if to stay awake. The womans speech would begin to sound slurred as her very life is being drained from her. "He wathh running aftherrrr me and my thisterrrr" her words trail off as she slowly blinks her eyes, noticing his hand was still on her shoulder, Her eyes flicker as she tries to shrug it off but Coltaine would immediatly tighten his grip, not letting her go, she would let out a moan and feebly slap at Coltaine's gauntlet too drained to do much else. Coltaine, ignoring her feeble attempts of escape. During the whole time relating her story the gauntlet had been sapping her life force, making her weaker and weaker. The woman would weakly cry out as she feels her life slipping away, thee skin of her shoulder turning black under the gauntlet. Coltaine would give her w wicked grin, a crazed look in his eyes "Would have been better if ya died at my friends hands lass!" With that the woman would collapse falling out of the chair too drained to stay upright. Coltaine would stand up, postioning himself over the woman drawing his dagger "Alas, im not one for drawn out dramatics so Ill just cut your throat and be done with this" as he kneels down over the woman he would hear her whimpering, tears tracking down her cheeks. Coltaine looks away from her face as he slashs the dagger at her throat, not being able to look at the tears. After the deed is done he would drag the body to his basement, going to use it for parts later. THE END,

-Two Guards are trying to break up a fight between your acquaintance and two Humans. Your friend slays one of the Guards as he approaches, causing the other Guard as well as the Humans to pull out their weapons...This is what you get for making us do these apps, I hope you like long stories: Coltaine would slowly approach the scene loudly proclaiming "Sirs! let us not be hasty here! More blood need not be shed."  The Guard would growl out through gritted teeth "Dis 'er kur killed me fellow 'e deserve'h te die" at that the Guards and other Humans would approach Coltaine's friend, weapons raised. Seeing this Coltaine would begin to concentrate, his eyes closing. The Guard and Humans slowly surround Coltaine's friend, the friend eyeing the warily , deciding whom to strike first. Sweat beads on Coltaines brow as he raises his hands, pointing them at the group. Coltaine's friend suddenly lunges forward, sword thrusting for the Guards stomach while there open hand forms a fist and flys to connect with the Guards face. The guard easily deflects the sword, but doesnt expect the punch. A loud crack can be heard as the Guards noses breaks and he staggers back yelping in pain grabbing at his nose, the Other Humans chose this time to strike at Coltaine's friends back, one slashing across the shoulders while the other sends a deep cut into the friends thigh. As this is happening Twin rocks had appeared in front of Coltaine, quickly growing into slabs, sweat streams off his brow as he concentrates on whom to hit. His friend cries out when he is stabbed quickly falling to the ground on his stomach. The Guard still stumbling around grasping his nose. The two humans approach your downed friend, positioning themselves to either side, preparing to strike. Coltaine would then thrust his arms forward, sending the slabs at the Humans, one for each aiming for there chests. Twin cries of pain can be heard as the slabs viciously slam into the humans, probably breaking some ribs, sending the humans thumping into the ground. Coltaine would collapse to the ground, panting and exhausted. The Guard, seeing the turn of events, quickly grabs his sword again seeking to close in on Coltaine, blood streaming from his crooked nose. Coltaine's friend, slips his dagger free from his sheath and crawls over to one of the Humans, going to slip the blade between the ribs into the heart while the human is down. Coltaine tries to feebly scramble away as the Guard approachs, sword waving threateningly . The Guard goes to rear back his sword arm then send it forward in a powerful slash, Coltaine would desperatly throw and arm up to intercept the blow, the sword cutting clean through his arm sending it flying to the saide, Coltaine stares at the stump a moment before letting out a blood curdling scream and starts going into spasms as blood pumps from the stump. Coltaine's friend , while the gaurd is distracted, would have crawled over to the last human and driven his dagger into the mans eye and brain, the blade getting stuck on bone. Coltaine's friend leaves the dagger and clumsily staggers to his feet. The Guard, knowing Coltaine will quickly bleed out, turns to deal with the friend, quickly closing the distance, The blood pumping from Coltaines stump would appear to be less and less as he quickly loses his blood feeding the earths unquenchable thirst. Coltaines friend would look back, fear in his eyes as the Guard approachs, limping to the nearby trees seeking to escape, the Guard would close the distance quickly sending a wicked thrust into the friends back, twisting the blade as he pull it back out. The Blood pumping out of Coltaines arm slowly peters out as he dies, pale and shivering. His friend, falling to the ground, The Guard stands over him and thrusts downwards, piercing the heart, the friend dying instantly. THE END. 

Given Name: Coltaine Wick

True Name (MC Name): HurferDurfer1

(Skype Name): thatonehurf

Race? Human

Doth ye aspire the path of The Knight or the path of The Magician?: Magician

Doth ye solemnly swear to protect your Crimson Heart brethren?: I do so solemnly swear.
 

Name: Coltaine Wick

Race: Human

Nationality: Waldenian

Age: 30

Trade/Skill: Geomancy

Any past military experience?: Yes, I fought in the Oren/Renatus rebellion, fighting for the house Carrion

Reasons for joining the Regiment: To serve once more

((Ooc))

MC Name: HurferDurfer1

Skype Name: thatonehurf

Do you have TS or will you be willing to download it? (Required for battles): I do have it

Timezone: I do not have it, dont know how to work that crap

​Coltaine Wick would receive one such crow happily for the crow after all is his favored bird, taking the note from the crow he read it briskly and quickly scratched out a reply "I remember my brothers and sisters, that sorry lot of spook pushers",He'd then send the crow to do crow things

Coltaine would see some such bounties and tear them down, shoving them in his pockets

And throws rocks at other no good guards

Name: Coltaine Wick

Reason for wanting to join:I have lost everything dear to me,, I wonder what point there is to my life these days , all my ideals or gone to dust, I see no future for myself. Everyday is a strugle just to get enough bread to survive. I am regarded poorly by my kin for who I once served. Attacked and beaten often.

 

“Does thou agree to serve the master? ----. Does thou agree to honor thy brother, to uphold thou sister? ----.”: Id have to meet the Master first, see if he is what ive been needing in my life

 

OOC (optional)

Minecraft name:HurferDurfer1

Skype:thatonehurf

not a qoute

RP name: Hurf Irongrinder 

MC name: HurferDurfer1

Vote:

Grabthar Irongut: 

Vorstag Ireheart:X

Fili Grandaxe:

*Crow Regiment Recruit Coltaine  spits on the  ground* "Not all of us support this ….Horen"

Name:Coltaine Wick

Age:22

Race:Human

Year of Recruitment:1483

Contract signed:19 of Snows Maiden

Recruiter:Prince Paul Carrion

Reason for joining:To protect the people of Oren

I, Coltaine Wick Will Serve The Crow Till The Day I Die, I Will Honor The Tenants, And Serve the Carrion family With My Loyalty

Out-Of-Character Information

Please do your best to correct spelling and grammatical errors, this is an RP server and writing is the main form of communication!

What’s your Minecraft Account Name?: HurferDurfer1

How old are you?:19 Years Young

Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13):I most assuredly am aware.

Have you applied to this server before? (Please link all past applications):I most assuredly have not ;).

Have you read and agreed to the rules?: I have read each and everyone.

What’s the rule you agree with the most?: No discrimination of any sort.

Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense?(If so we can help clear it up! You will not be denied for having a question on the rules): None what so ever

How did you find out about Lord of the Craft?: I was looking through a rp server list and this one seemed ever so pleasant.

Definitions

Feel free to Google the answers or browse our forums, but make sure that you write the reply in your own words, not those of another website or person!

What is roleplaying?: Acting out a character of your own design and living there lives with others.

What is metagaming?: Its using knowledge your character wouldn't normally have to your own unfair advantage, or using in game exploit as an advantage over others.

What is powergaming?: A gamer who does everything they can within game rules to be the best and "win" while giving up any roleplaying aspects.

In-Character Information

Character’s name: Hurf Tumblestone

Character’s gender: Male

Character’s race: Dwarf

Character’s age: 19 ( Very young by dwarven standards.)

Biography  (Please make it a decent two paragraphs long. Remember to add server lore, and events that happened to your character so that they don’t contradict history.): Hurf hails from the Doomforge clan . Though Hurf does believe in the Creator Yemekar he is not the most devout, he believes with or without Gods life is what you make of it. At a young age he was put to task at helping his Papa Dulf Tumlestone around the forge, working the bellows, fetching materials. His father was a well respected Blacksmith renowned for his weapons and armour, While at other times he'd help his mother Iorite make the best food and ale this side of The Hidden Mountains.

     In all the time Hurf was growing up he had no clue of the Undeads advances on the war front till his father and mother were called off to war to combat the spread. Hurf begged for them to take him along, so he could fight along side them but they refused, they couldn't see there son die. So Hurf stayed home and tended the forge as his Papa taught him for several years that went on, Hurf making just enough to keep the business going , than a day came when he heard news of his parents, it was an ambush the letter said, out of the legion his parents served in only 13 Dwarves survived the Undead atttack, his parents weren't one of them. In his grief Hurf vowed he would join the army and become a strong Dwarven soldier to avenge his parents deaths and make a name for himself.

Personality Traits: He is strong willed but can be very shortsighted. He likes things to be done quickly and his way. He likes having people around for it makes feel less lonely after his parents deaths. Quick to anger. And very sarcastic at times, it may be hard to get along with him but once your his friend your his friend for life.

Ambitions: He wish to climb the military ladder as high as he can to avenge and honor his dead parents.

Strengths/Talents: Like most dwarves he is tough, thick skinned , he can take a hit, He can withstand high heat due to his experience around a forge. He can swing a mean axe and is adept with a bow of all things. he also has a joy for reading

Weaknesses/Inabilities: He is not exactly the most nimble nor does he have the best sight. And of course with his stubby legs he cant run or walk as fast as the taller folk but he can sure drink them under the table har har!

Appearance (List the extra details of your characters appearance, IE; height & weight): He is Brown haired with Hazel eyes. He is 4'8 and a solid 170 pounds

Appearance, please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin (If you need help, see our screenshot guide here):   http://imgur.com/FpQ23MH