Violino

Princess Kaia Kharadeen silently watches her father mourn the Elder Qalasheen. She too, paying silent respects after reading older scrolls of his history in the Haria Palace Library.

Kaia Kharadeen scans over the letter. Finding the Lord's despair to be hardening to the heart, yet a trace of thankfulness to Allah that there was an appropriate Regent assigned. "May Allah heal you."

The Best Revenge is Proving Yourself

Silesia, a now unclaimed land that has been forsaken by it's previous ownership. Hardly a tangible thing, that hope. The stuff of dreams and nightmares of some, the mother of foolish and the most invincible critter of them all. And yet, in spite of all these traits, the one feeling shared by most of the Descendants in the last few weeks

Hope.

Arya, didn't really miss the old union. Profound terms like 'Rovinist' or 'Cats', generously cast around by veterans, rang no bells. She wasn't even in her parents' minds at the time, not to mention this world. Her brother used to jest that life, being born into it, is like missing the first half an hour of a theatre spectacle, where you've no idea what's going on, and none of the folks sitting around want to explain things to you. You had to figure it out on your own. For much time, for the Prevosts, possibly the last family on this continent that, along with it's few surviving servants, retained something of an Askalene identity, these echoes of triumph and dreams weren't new.

They bore naught, for the teachings passed day by day made these revelations little of a novelty. This world of theirs, this little world of survivors, lingered like a last dancing flame on a molten candle, refusing to end, even under stormy sways of the war that united half of Vailor against it's most monstrous occupants.  And now, as a sign of it, she was finally to be given what her parents and their companions fought for over those decades, defying the world that sought to see them die in misery. 

This new land for them and for the bravest, and perhaps most brazen, warrior of Novokain family, held more than potential, more than a promise. It held a vision of perseverance. And all as one- Prevost, Novokain and "Rebels" together would most definitely seize it.

Arya now sits at home. Her thoughts one the grand tree she once wished to visit before a unfortunate event led to another,

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"Shokran, Allah.."

 

A moment of quiet though passes through her mind- thunder rolling upon the lands of Vandoria. She thankfully thinks of the Prince, not as a monster, but a rafiqi. A friend that is just hurt and has started healing. 

Meeting Grim, honestly, added such exponential growth to my RP and not only helped me understand- much regarding Elven (Mali) lore, but other advantageous experiences on my beginning journey with LotC. Best of luck and wishes to you, Grim. You deserve it.

~ Violinist <3

Are you willing to wait? (Got work life so will do them when free after work): Nah, because I'm special xD

What body build ? (body structure? tall?wide? short?): Short about 5'3. Her bodily structure is lanky with a slight curve that embraces her features. (She's a Qali after all)

What position do you want ? If there is a picture you want to reference send a link (Picture References make it much EASIER!):  A sitting position perhaps on the ground, criss-crossed legs. Just let the creativity flow through as long as she's sitting down.

Character skin: (Can I just get PNG file or an imgur link, not screenshot.)  Do you want the rig or your skin texture/model (Rig features meaning- the character gets the rig I uses facial detail like the mouth, eyes, other stuff. Skin features meaning- Just plain minecraft skin.): Her plain Minecraft skin, which I will send to you via. Skype. Nothing much to change, just her normal, natural tone.

If you want mobs or items around your character list (up to 5): I would like her to be sitting down on the land with a violin in playing position, her dire wolf 'Ollie' resting lazily near her side, and loose sheet music scattered on the ground.

Scenery, (If you want to be in an area and its in Vailor send me a screen and cords to set up the area. This is the hardest part of pictures besides the positioning): The grove in the wood elven lands, or something similar to this (link wouldn't upload, check Skype.)

As the ashes of what's left of the Qalasheen woman's manor blow away in the wind; she couldn't help but turn her head to see the people

of which her hands have healed for numerous years, suffering in the depths of this tempestuous war.

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War. The eternal enemy of the mortal races. No plague, no cataclysm, no monsters of both lowly and immortal origin had ever wrought more harm to all the descendant civilizations, and in

many a way, undeservedly so. No earthquake hanged deserters, no flood brought dozens of orphans and widows, no hurricane smashed down cultures and suppressed thoughts.

Vandorians knew it well. Some would say, they welcomed death like an old friend, who's been long on his way to their hearth. The creeping suspicion that their lives were drawing near it's 

end. A shade swept from the Grand Kingdom of Urguan and crept it's way from Ard Ghorrock across the land until not even a single beam of light was left to befall those that stood defiant.

With Orvar clansmen facing reprisal of those they once proudly called their lords and brothers in arms, with the once proud Qali growing weary and sorrowed, in understanding that, while 

they'd pray for peace, no offer would be made that would not involve bloodshed and humiliation, with boastful and loyal Dunamis put into danger with every treaty, with the self-sufficient

Sutica, a pearl of once great union, assailed at all sides by ghouls and maraduers alike.

With each step she takes on this dirt road; breathing in the crisp oxygen of the Caliphate's night air, the Head Jaraah, Lady Kale de Sevanes feels helpless

that so many of her people perish in these profound times. She listens to the cries that are heard from a nation of people who only wish for these horrors to cease.

With her very own men and women of Saivanais lamenting the passage of a place they boldly called home for years now, Kale could hardly remember the smiling faces she'd see on the 

streets of Al Wakrah. Shortages in food and resources, turned into war materiel, took their own toll on the spirits and hearts of men, women and children alike, and just as sweets, wine and 

toys left the dining halls, so did the comfort of living, driving another dagger into an already agonized heart of happiness. And so began the final act of this tragedy, personae listed

in the minds of all.

A measly tear slips away from her eyes and down her chestnut-brown cheeks as she continues to walk with her head high.

Kale would have only wondered, where does that road, this road that she walks upon, leads them.

Kale glances to the paper, a smile gracing her face "Looks like the clinic will be busy more often!"

Full legal name:

Kale

Gender:

Female

Place of birth:

Northern Preadium

Age (precise is best, but approximate is accepted):

28

((-Skype name (If you do not have Skype, that's unfortunate. We want to keep organised, and as a community - so, now's the time to make that move. http://www.skype.com...e-for-computer/):

I do but I'd like to keep it private

II)

Choose, one of the following, as your dominant sect (by placing an ‘X’ in the appropriate your response). Then, to those it’d concern, indicate (with ‘V’) your interests regarding other, non-dominant sects.

Industrious sect: of the sciences, mechanics and labour.  [ X  ]

Mercantile sect: of trade, Valaise and wealth.  [V    ]

Military sect: of defenses, law enforcement, and arms.  [   V ]

Cultured sect: of arts, dramatic, literature or music.  [  X  ]

III)

The following questions are to be answered by either ‘Ye’ or ‘Nay’.

Do you pledge that your sole residence and Citizenship shall only be Salvian, upon completing this application?

Yes

Do you show willingness to pay consistently as a tenant of Government property (that be, once a year)?

Yes

Do you recognize that all non-neutral ties with other must be severed upon being of the neutral Republic of Salvus?

Yes

Do you acknowledge that you are to be involved with Salvian Conscription, as any other Citizen, for a minimum eight year term?

Yes

Full legal name:

[]

Gender:

[]

Place of birth:

Northern Preadium, Athera

Age (precise is best, but approximate is accepted):

28

((-Skype name (If you do not have Skype, that's unfortunate. We want to keep organised, and as a community - so, now's the time to make that move. http://www.skype.com...e-for-computer/):

I have one, but would like to keep it private

II)

Choose, one of the following, as your dominant sect (by placing an ‘X’ in the appropriate your response). Then, to those it’d concern, indicate (with ‘V’) your interests regarding other, non-dominant sects.

Industrious sect: of the sciences, mechanics and labour.  [   ]

Mercantile sect: of trade, Valaise and wealth.  [    ]

Military sect: of defenses, law enforcement, and arms.  [ V  ]

Cultured sect: of arts, dramatic, literature or music.  [ X   ]

III)

The following questions are to be answered by either ‘Ye’ or ‘Nay’.

Do you pledge that your sole residence and Citizenship shall only be Salvian, upon completing this application?

Yes

Do you show willingness to pay consistently as a tenant of Government property (that be, once a year)?

Yes

Do you recognize that all non-neutral ties with other must be severed upon being of the neutral Republic of Salvus?

Yes

Do you acknowledge that you are to be involved with Salvian Conscription, as any other Citizen, for a minimum eight year term?

Yes

Full Name: Kale

Place of Birth:  A town in North-Eastern Praedium

Date of Birth: Winter year 1481

Age:27

Profession: Sector: Merchant, Service 

                   Place of work: No workplace at the time

                   Role in workplace: Owner of a shop or working for someone  

Date of Issue: Summer 1508

Date of Expiry: Summer 1512

Core Guild Enlistment: (Currently nulified)

Valais entitlement Status: NO

Ownership of property within Salvus: (Currently, none is assumed - if so, leave blank)

Application:

Name: Kale

Who will you be living with you, if applicable?: Alone

Skills and professions: Farmer/Breeder

[OOC]

MC Name: Crazyviolinist

Skype Name (For important announcements): Will announce through Forum PMs

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?:Crazyviolinist

How old are you?:16

Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13):Yes, Indeed I do

Have you applied to this server before? (Please link all past applications): No, this is my first time

Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes

What’s the rule you agree with the most?: The anti-Metagaming policy. I would like to keep things strictly separated between RP and OOC.

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): No, I think I'm all set

How did you find out about Lord of the Craft?: I found out about LotC from my friend, AfricanGlasses whom is now known as Rethai.

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?: Roleplaying is acting a specific role or character that may or may not lead through a series of roles. You must have character development, etc for it to be sufficient RP.

What is metagaming?: Metagaming is using IC information obtained OOCly to benefit you or another person. An example would be "I'm getting attacked by a few mages at x y z, come quick!"

What is powergaming?: Powergaming is the act of doing something to maximize your specific goal, usually ending up in somebody not allowing you to do something else. For an example, "Pam goes to stab the Richard in the back... Would then be successful... Then kills him". This would occur without Richard being able to Emote back.

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.

Character’s name: Kale

Character’s gender: Female

Character’s race: Human

Character’s age: 27

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.):

   Kale looks to the ground from the great lands of Praedium, smelling the wheat being harvested and seeds being replanted. She thinks about her patients which will most likely die, but then thinks about the children who are to be born into the great Lands of Athera. These thoughts circle in her head for several minutes as she realizes that her break from work is over and she needs her work Quotas finished and turned in. As she enters the office and treatment room, she sees an old man laying in the bed, dying. He lies with a faint smile on his face, but not out joy for he is depressed. He misses his childhood, his wife, his life.. How it will all vanish from his eyes which will soon turn grey. 

   He motions for me to sit on his bed and tells me to lean down towards his mouth with my ear. After I do this, he tells me a tale I will soon never forget. "The Lands of Athera were not always here for you to enjoy" He said, whispering through his short breathes. "My people came from Thales, a place of pain and despair.. My wife and children died from the attack of Iblees as we were launching our ships to find this land.. I tried to save them but failed, and have lived a lonely, sorry man for years. You remind me of my wife and my daughter. You resemble the perfection of both of them yet you can also show their flaws. My grandparents which raised me were born in the Fringe had it worse, with battles from each and every race, sickness, and other fatal attractions with spawned in there lifetime. They would call us failures you know? They would call us dramatic and rouge for not remembering and mending relations that were hostile and maintaining those which were hospitable. They are --

   I look up to his face, seeing them wide open but his stomach not puffing. I knew he was dead but whispered to him anyway with no response. I closed his eyes and wrapped a blanket around him, remembering the wheat being harvested, ripped from its tilled safe haven but then the seeds which replace it and remember the circle of life and what it has to offer, yet taking away so much.. But this must happen. We must go through this process together, the only thing that makes us similar.. the only thing that can unify us.

Personality Traits: Hospitable, friendly, decent communicator, funny, can be short tempered 

Ambitions: Ambitious to become a better doctor and to serve the lands of Praedium to the fullest extent.

Strengths/Talents: Communicator, Open-minded, Caring to the living, good with a bow 

Weaknesses/Inabilities: Short tempered, controlling, bad with melee weapons, too sarcastic 

Appearance (List the extra details of your characters appearance, IE; height & weight): a teal eyed brown hair woman with light skin standing at 5'5 with a flowing medical dress.

Appearance, please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin (If you need help, see our screenshot guide here):http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/5475101/red-medieval-girl/