Andustar

Couldn't have said it any better myself

Yup, totally!

Nikolai would laugh as he hears of her escape "My point proven, zero intelligence!"

Who owns the north?!

Nikolai would nod with Andrik as he agrees with his previous statement "Da, just as I've stated young lord they clearly must have a low intelligence to apparently go back on what they claim to fight for!"

"Again! 'Freedom and justice', yet they ransom a young girl who has so much yet to learn for a Slave?! Cowardly, rebel, degenerate, scum!" Nikolai would remark after he hears the news.

Alright thanks for the details

Reserved (also is it possible u can use a link that isn't imigur such as gyaso, my computer blocks them out) (p.s give me a range on price please?)

"He'd most likely get carpet burns if that happened." Nikolai would mutter after reading the notes

*Cut*

I. Name: Nicholas Worix II. Age: 18 IIa. Date of Birth [if Known]: 1554 IIb. Location of Birth [if Known]: Carnatia III. Race [Human/Elf]: Human IIIa. Culture [Heartlander, Highlander, Wood Elf, etc.] Highlander IV. Status of Blood [Nobility, Gentry, Commoner, Former Nobility, etc.]: Commoner V. Place of Residence: St Karlsburg VI. Martial Knowledge [Trained in Weaponry, Archer, etc.]: Marshal arts, melee combat, crossbows VII. Skilled Labor [Farmer, Lumberjack, etc.]: Lumberjack and miner OOC MC Name: EndOfTime_ Skype ID: you have it

Hell yeah, this is brilliant xD. +1

Nikolai would look up after reading in the tavern "I remember hearing about a golem dealing with criminals, perhaps it will deal with these ones too?" he'd shrug going back to reading whilst drinking a pint of Carrion black.

Damn..... I feel sorry for you lhindir

Nikolai readies himself for the mass surge in Ass Repository sales, looks like that part of the stock market is going up fast!

Nikolai Worix would stand beside his fathers grave, giving his respects to the fallen hero of Haense. "In memory of my father William Worix and the others that fell for Haense and House Barbanov!" he'd declare, marching off to prepare his equipment. Application: IC Name: Nikolai Worix Race: Highlander Age: 18 Home: St Karlsburg OOC: Username: EndOfTime_ Timezone: BST

"I was more referring to the Ruric's, I already know you're a bandit." he'd shout back

"How ironic they stand for freedom, are against tyranny and do not harm innocent civilians or villagers yet they admit to raiding the homes of these very people they claim they do not harm. Apparently 'accusing them of assault' makes it better?! These Dreadlanders are nothing but bandits." Nikolai Worix would scoff

William Worix would look down from the seven skies at the spectacle "Hey, only I fire people from trebuchets!" he'd exclaim as the crow breaks the cloud cover, annoyed that his way of executing Dreadlanders and Courlanders in the past was being used by the very people he practised on.

Nikolai would notice the black hooded man by his fathers grave, he'd smile underneath the helmet that he now wears that was once his father, happy that his father even after death is respected.

William Worix would lay beside Oscar Lancefield after sharing a similar fate.

On the 11th of the Deepcold 1572, Orenian forces engaged the Dreadland forces in a skirmish outside the capital, as they pushed forward they were met by the fierce offensive of the Dreadland marauders. William pushed forth without support into the enemy lines, slashing his longsword at the enemy before him, with no protection from his comrades William was hit full on with the enemy offensive, The Axes punctured his armor, the swords slashed his limbs the lances pierced his body, there were many times like this that the northerner survived but this time he would not, this time he would fall. As he dropped to the floor he stared up at the sky now filling with crows, they circled the bodies and of course himself. As he lay down on the ground bleeding while the battle was still flourishing nearby he thought of all he had done, what he had achieved and what he had lost in his short life, his Golden Crow that he wore was now stained with blood, his helmet came free revealing the tortured shell of a once proud man who fought many battles and died for the empire that he loved and swore to protect. As they searched for the bodies after the battle William was found, drained of life and moved on to the Seven skies, they took the mans frame and put it in a cart to be transported to the north where his sons would be able to mourn his death and pay their final respects. As they looked at their fathers corpse, Nikolai Worix the first son of William Worix took the helmet from his body, tears running down his eyes as he strapped the helmet to his head, with that Nikolai's sadness was replaced with silence and the snow fell around him, he had dawned his fathers title and he was not going to let him down. This is where William Worix, warrior of the north, bannerman of House Barbanov and loyalist of the Holy Orenian Empire stood his ground this final time and this is where he fell.

If we had no swing timers like everyone has said the server wouldn't be literaly broken.