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Messier83

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  1. please baby no more parties in L.A.

    1. Space

      Space

      5 to a soft 6

  2. wu tang clan aint nutin ta f wit

  3. The Levy of Argyll During the Ducal War between Oren and Adrian rebels, the small levy was led by a Captain of the name Callum Argyll. As he remained impartial during the clashing of the two sides, his devotion was doubted, and the grizzled warrior soon met his demise, caused by old age and a harsh winter. His eldest son, Duncan Argyll, now controlled his father’s small retinue, alongside a few of his kinsmen, and actively seeks out more men to join his small infantry. Duncan marched to the Principality of Drusco, swearing fealty to the Count of Drusco, Adrian de Bar, and he and his men are garrisoned within the Barony of Nessvelt. Recruitment RANKS CAPTAIN The Captain is the leader of the Argyll levy, and has the last say in all matters, whether petty or crucial. Any man within the small military will heed to the Captain’s word, current one being Duncan Argyll. SERGEANTrr The sergeant’s duty is to oversee training alongside the captain, and to patrol around the lands of Drusco when asked. He is the second in command. MAN-AT-ARMS The backbone of the Argyll levy. They are treated as valued soldiers, and are ushered to be a demonstration of both good discipline and skill in battle to lower ranks. FOOTMAN After the unblooded has been trained accordingly, he is made a footman, and should aspire to become a veteran of the sept. UNBLOODED The lowest of the few ranks, unblooded are the men that have recently joined the levy and it’s cause, and are training to become a footman and further ranks. Men whom wish to serve the levy of Argyll may follow a number of routes: 1) Pen a letter to the Captain, (Messier83) or visit either the County of Drusco or the Barony of Nessvelt, proclaiming your will to enlist. 2) Post a reply to any of the notices found throughout the Empire: OOC: Minecraft Name: Skype Name: Do you use TS?: IC: Name: Race: Past Experience: Why do you wish to serve the levy?:
  4. haha u got kik? ;)

  5. missing my boyfriend Jason5345 right now :(

  6. trussss me daddi

  7. Application Format MC Name: Messier83 IC Name: Hadrian Grayson Age: 36 Race: Human Minor Backstory: Born and raised around the Felsen area, Hadrian was born and raised to handle a sword. Since the age of fifteen, he's been traveling across Oren doing minor mercenary jobs. Grayson wishes to mature his work and join a professional monster hunting group. ____________________________________
  8. Considering making an orphanage in Felsen. Thoughts? Comments? Concerns?

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    2. lawnmowerman
    3. _Jandy_

      _Jandy_

      As long as I can actually adopt the kids I'll support it.

    4. Messier83

      Messier83

      Yes, it would be religion based, along with literature and mathematics and such. Adoption will also be a factor of the orphanage.

  9. Uber carriages are now lore compliant.

  10. I realized not many people know me outside of the Order. If you ever see me in Felsen, come RP! :D

  11. Spartans never die.

  12. By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.

  13. Mass and chill?

  14. Eden Orniros Basic Information Nicknames: None Age: 35 Gender: Male Race: Human Status: Alive Description Height: 6'2" Weight: 160 lbs Body Type: Muscular, and physically fit Eyes: Grey blue Hair: Dark brown, long. Sometimes can be seen tied into a bun. Skin: Light, relatively pale Markings/Tattoos: None, the bridge of his nose however has a scar on it from being broken. Health: Physically, and mentally stable. Personality: Eden was once a man known for his compassion and caring for others. After joining the Order of the Amyas, and seeing war and death, he has turned into a stronger, and more serious person. Life Style Deity: The Creator Religion: Canonism Alliance/Nation/Home: Oren, House de Bar, House Ashfords, Order of the Amyas/Ashen Dawn Job/Class: Officer of the Ashen Dawn Title(s): Man-At-Arms, Banneret, Ensign Profession(s): Officer in the Ashen Dawn Special Skill(s): Swordsmanship, he is known for being specifically skilled in this. He has defeated many of his fellow brothers in the Order at sword fighting, and first demonstrated this by beating a respectable swordsman when he first joined the Order. Flaw(s): Eden does not give up in fights. During training he will allow himself to be beat to the inch of his life if it means winning and winning over the other opponent. It is a way for Eden to prove himself, even if it is not necessary. Magic Current Status: Arch-type: Sub-Type: Rank: Weakness(es): Strength(s): Current Spell(s): Weaponry Fighting Style: Brute force, defensive. Eden will use the obstacles around him as tools, such as dirt for kicking in the face, or a rock. He is known for punching and getting close and physical with his opponent. Trained Weapon: Sword, bow and arrow, crossbow. Favored Weapon: Archery: Biography Parents: Siblings: Children: Extended Family: Pet(s): History Eden's life began dull. He was raised on a farm a few miles south of Felsen. After turning seventeen, Eden began to look for work outside of working the farm. After doing some mercenary work, he was skilled in swordsmanship. By the age of twenty six, he was a built man with an experience in fighting. While out on a job in search for a thief, Born of Claws, and Dirt. Out on a job in search for a thief, Eden had been tracking him for a week by the time he reached a small forest known for its popularity within hunters. He set his sword against a tree, kneeling down at a boot print in the damp mud. He squinted his eyes, observing the marks left by the thief. The boot prints were close together, as if he had been running. Eden slowly followed the prints until they suddenly stopped at a large log in the middle of the path. Eden slowly looked up, blood dripped from the log as he set his fingers against it, furrowing his eyebrows. Eden leaned over the log, his heart sinking as he saw a body, covered in dirt and roots and blood. The bodies lips were cold blue, the blood from the wound in its stomach finally drying up. "This is not the work of a man..." Eden muttered, quickly turning around to return to his camp, only to be stopped by the heavy, faint breathing he would long remember. The bear stood behind a thick patch of bushes, glaring at Eden with its dark eyes. Eden remained still, slowly turning his head to his sword left on the tree. "Dammit..." He whispered, his hands slowly dropping to his side. "No point in begging, right?" He said to the bear. The bear responded with a loud, vibrating roar, before charging towards the man. As soon as the bear made its move, Eden ran for his sword, the bear moving behind him. As soon as Eden grabbed the handle of his blade, he felt a heavy force kick against his back as he fell to the ground, dirt splashing onto his face as the bears teeth sank into him, sliding him back and forth against the ground as he screamed, his sword barely in his grip. Eden kicked and wrestled as hard as he could, the bear letting go of his back for a moment. Using this as an opportunity, Eden crawled towards his sword, grabbing the hilt, and spinning around to deliver a strike, only to be met with the bears large claw, his sword spiraling into the air and off into the bushes. Its snout dug into his chest, pushing him against the trunk of a large tree, Eden punching at its eyes, but to no avail. Eden looked up the tree, his vision blurring, he swallowed his pride and opened his mouth. "Please, God!" He screamed through the pain as the bear continued to maul him, "If you get me through this, I'll devote my life to you." He said, half in his mind and half out loud. The bear stood on its hind legs, Eden dropping to the ground, he could feel parts of his rib sink in his chest, blood dripping from his lips. The large monster glared down at him, letting out a huff of steaming breath, before returning to its stance, and running off into the thick forest. Eden sat there, the other mercenaries wouldn't be to his camp by nightfall, and he was already miles away from it. He had two choices. Die against a tree, or die trying to return to the camp site. Attempting to stand up, Eden quickly fell back down, his legs feeling no pain. Beginning to crawl, Eden dragged himself towards the familiar way he came, floating in and out of consciousness,. "Please.." He whispered to himself, only then would his eyes close, and the world around him turned black. It took five hours for the other mercenaries to find Eden's body. He was taken to a local town, and cared for by a doctor. After three months of healing, and physical training, Eden was walking again, The men who found him gave him the claw of the bear that attacked him, they said it had been lodged in Eden's thigh when they found him. Eden tied a string around it, and now keeps it with him to this day. Fulfilling a Promise Eden survived the bear attack, and he did not forget the promise he made. Perhaps it was mere chance that the bear stopped attacking him, or perhaps it was the Creator himself. Either way, Eden made a promise. And after being raised upon the morals of an honorable man, he would fulfill that promise. Eden quit the mercenary group, and traveled to Felsen where he met up with a man named Sergius de Bar, and was offered a position as a soldier in the Order of the Saint Amyas, a holy order meant to serve and protect the Creator. Eden quickly accepted, and very quickly climbed the ranks within the Order. He served in the Civil War, and is now an Officer for them. Training, and recruiting troops, he works alongside some of the bravest and noblest of men in Oren. Picture References/Artwork
  15. Never saw you but uh, good luck!~
  16. Double,double toil and trouble. Fire burn and cauldron bubble!

    1. Catarrh

      Catarrh

      Scale of dragon; tooth of wolf; 
          Witches' mummy; maw and gulf 
          Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark; 
          Root of hemlock digg'd i the dark; 
          Liver of blaspheming Jew; 
          Gall of goat, and slips of yew 
          Sliver'd in the moon's eclipse; 
          Nose of Turk, and Tartar's lips; 
          Finger of birth-strangled babe 
          Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,— 
          Make the gruel thick and slab: 
          Add thereto a tiger's chaudron, 
          For the ingrediants of our caldron. 

    2. Catarrh

      Catarrh

      Those witches were pretty racist lol

  17. OOC: MC Name: Messier83 Skype Name: beananation Do you have or are willing to get TS?: Yes IC: Name: Eden Ornirs Race: Human (Hearlander) Are you of a noble birthline?: No Why do you wish to serve the Knights Lorraine?: To ensure the prosperity of these Holy lands.
  18. 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?: ZeVikingNor How old are you?: 16 Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13): I am fully aware. Have you applied to this server before? (Please link all past applications): I have not. Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes. What’s the rule you agree with the most?: “Harassment” I think everyone should be treated with respect, hence why I agree with it. 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 of the rules confused me, I understand them all. How did you find out about Lord of the Craft? A friend(Katiesc) suggested the server after she google searched it. Definitions What is roleplaying?: Roleplaying is the act of portraying a character, and storytelling with other people. You have characters, settings, and plots in which you control, and in my opinion it is a great activity that allows me to express myself. What is metagaming?: Metagaming is basically taking out of character information, and applying it to in-game situations. For example, looking at the dynmap to find a player. Your character would have no way of knowing that a character was halfway across the country, unless something happened in-game. What is powergaming?: Powergaming is usually found during combat role-play. Essentially you are avoiding everything, dodging every hit, and acting like a god. In-Character Information Character’s name: Will Bastian Character’s gender: Male Character’s race: Human Character’s age: 34 years of age Biography- Will was born and raised in Petrus, a nice city that his mother had raised him in. August Bastian was an innkeeper at a local tavern, serving drinks, and sweeping the floors, while Peter Bastian was missing. Will’s father was a mercenary, and had been missing since Will was three years old. Will grew up helping his mother in the Inn, though mainly stayed at home, or at the market stealing random things like pocket watches or fruits. His family wasn’t in poverty, he had no need to steal. It just became a hobby after the endless days of staying at home and work. When Will was fourteen he was caught by a guard trying to steal a woman's broach. His mother was informed, and the Bastians had been given a bad name, after they too learned that Will’s father was a mercenary bastard. By the age of sixteen, Will managed to strengthen his sly abilities, and eventually was banished from the city, or he be tried and executed for stealing. Will traveled the road for months, sleeping in the attics of random barns, or simply resting his head on a tree in the middle of the forest. By the age of twenty three, Will met up with a mercenary group that called themselves the Crimson Wolves, roaming the lands of Athera in search of bounties. He joined the band of misfits, as he was no less. In a year or so, he climbed the ranks and became second and command.] Ambitions: Will’s ambitions are rather childish, as he wants to be the most known bounty hunter/mercenary the world has ever seen! His egotistical behavior encourages this. Strengths/Talents: Will is very good at tracking, considering this is his main job. He is also caring when he needs to be, and loyal to his friends. Will is good with a crossbow, which is his main weapon. Weaknesses/Inabilities: Will is egotistical, and thinks he’s the talk of the town, though this is usually not the case. His behavior sometimes leads him into troublesome situations, though somehow he always manages to either use his charisma to talk his way out, or simply escape with pure luck. Will is also not good under some stressful situations, leading him to just randomly yell and verbally figure the problem out, often in front of his enemies. Appearance (List the extra details of your characters appearance, IE; height & weight): Will is a considerably in-shape man, weighing one hundred and eighty three pounds, standing at six foot three. He wears a leather crimson jacket, with a greyish-blue undershirt, black pants, and boots. He can usually be seen with a leather messenger bag around his shoulder, this is where he carries his papers, and bounties. Appearance, please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin (If you need help, see our screenshot guide here):
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