Nobodyofthisnameexistsanymore

"I know not of dwarves and politics, but it seems you've had your hardships and thus your actions give you movement to claim your own destiny, I pray for your people to reign true."

This is a great idea, a guild of adventurers exploring the unexplored, delightful!

Persona Name: Asgox MC Name: Zonolith Timezone: EST ((Applied on Discord and accepted))

I have already posted under a previous name and now, with the name change, I have to repost this and link it to the following admin for assurance. This admin being Squook, if any reference or approval by anyone in staff is needed, there is proof of transaction to approve this from him/her.

Varosh huffed, growling while arching the steaded back of the Kha's passions flaring. "Defy uur gods, Varosh shall hunt ya if ya cawm back, Varosh will rip ya from limb tu limb as ya attempt tu hurt Varosh's famileh and Varosh daws nawt take dat lightly..."

UPDATE: accepting all applicants, dwarven or not

(Blood Phoenix is removed from play)

Blood Phoenix Alliance Warlord Artalius Devero, born of the Anu'kei Tribe in Phoenix, Arizona, of vault 195. The vault was an a self sustaining nightmare, to see what would happen if trained men and women of the apocalypse, could survive the apocalypse. So, the vault was suited with weather changing simulation, vast, open rooms, weapons littered in crates throughout the vault's many rooms. With over Three-thousand residents of the vault, the onboard computer that controlled the majority systems to control the environment and scenarios within the fault, constantly pumped air born hormones through the air, turning the vault into a regressing, bloodbath of horror. When the vault was nearing its end, the systems falling into disarray with constant scavenging, the hormones running low and the reason to fight seeming lost, their home in ruins; Artalius stood with his tribe and rallied the many other tribes, such as the Skullrampards Tribe, the Guy'Deni Tribe, and the Firehands Tribe, and many others into one unified force, that force would be known as the Blood Phoenix Alliance. The name would come as they stepped into the wasteland ruins of Phoenix and from there, the conquest began as they took Phoenix, slowly, into their new home. They pushed on both side of the city, until they claimed their capital city of Gon'gorei From their, they made their warpath known by going to the East and West side, conquering every village, settlement, cave, resource, weapon and person they could rally into one unified fighting machine. With their lands settled and their men equipped, they make their journey north, the Warpath to conquer Arizona begins. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- --OOC-- 1. Artalius sends out war parties to conquer northern settlements and landmarks 2. Artalius, leaves to conquer the last of Arizona as another Warlord takes control of Gon'Gorei. 3. Four landmarks are outside the capital: -The Plantations: A field of plants and vegetables to feed the armies of the Alliance, based far outside the capital city, to the north. The plantation is occupied by the Guy'Deni tribe. -Fort Tyn'Tyn and Fort Firepower: Fort Tyn'Tyn is northwest of Gon'Gorei while Fort Firepower is in the opposite direction, Southeast, they monitor the city and its surroundings with fierce determination. The Skullrampard and Firehands Tribe controls these two forts. -The Oasis: A minor water pumping status that is currently draining its stores of somewhat irradiated water into the plants, at the Plantations, to give a constant supply of food. 4. The current military force is using classic weaponry, such as: 9mm, Caravan Shotgun, Hunting Rifle 44. Magnum and Hunting Knifes. Their common soldier would wear Gecko skinned Leather Armor, while their warlords would wear Metal Armor. --Actions-- 1. Artalius is moving North, conquering, controlling or working his way to unifying everything under his Alliance, by any means. 2. Wars Parties are scavenging through the remaining areas in controlled territory, as well as joining Artalius in the North to bring back supplies. 3. Gon'Gorei is taking the opportunity to fortify itself by building extra defences. 4. Gon'gorei attempts to research into electronics and machines.

Forum Name (Stupid question, I know, but just answer :P): 570rmhunter Have you read the rules?: Yes Type of Faction/Nation-State (Tribal, post-vault, survivor community, feudalistic, gang, etc.): Post Vault Landed or Unlanded/Lands influenced (Factions start with one county, nation states up to three with a single town/city at their center. Please specify lands chosen on the map. If nomadic or unlanded, circle the general area that you roam or are based within): Phoenix, Arizona (I can't mark it on the map, because I don't have the ability to) Race (Human, Mutant, Ghoul, or other): Human Description of Faction/Nation-State: From the ruins of Vault 195, came the faction Blood Phoenix Alliance, based in the ruins of Phoenix, Arizona, in the northernmost of the city. Their vault, like many, was not perfect, the vault's experiment was survival, any and all means. The vault being overly vast and rapidly changing with ingrown weather devices, pumped in air born hormones, weapons scattered of various types, ingrown tribes, the wasteland before the wasteland. When the vault opened, a local leader stepped up, uniting the broken vault into one one unified force, the Blood Phoenix Alliance, a force which strives for control and dominance, with honor and savagery, does this group thrive. Join the Skype Chat? (If yes, provide Skype name here or in PMs): Retova_ (Stormhunter) What is the Secret Password?: Andrewtech Almighty?

"I did d'is because I wunted tae du moar d'en just preserve uur people, I wanted a c'ange d'at mattad, tu preserve us fer w'at weh stuud fer and tae truleh du d'at, I wanted tae be sumt'ing, nae confined tu a clan, t'at, at da time, was nut'in moar d'en I and Demagol. Do I regret leavin? Aye, but if you be t'inking ye 'ave da only capabilities tu preserve us t'roug' ye means and onleh, d'en mebbe we 'ave problems far greateh d'en I realize." Grunted as he took a seat by his favorite tree.

Kharinar sighed, shutting his eyes for a moment before departing for his own reasons.

(Man, with 300+ views, you'd think someone would copy and paste the application and try to join, nope, only silly fantasy :3)

Stands at attention, legs tightly knit together, an arm behind his back as the other, clenched tightly into a fist, was over his heart, headdressed removed, in respect. "Mae ye return wit' renewed strengt' ol' friend, ye time wit' us nae be forgotten, ye deeds be remembered be t'ose ye 'ave met and touc'ed, nae onleh da 'earts o' ye soldiehs, but da minds o' evereh aspirin' dwedmar, tu eveh touc' da Grand Kingdom o' Urguan. 'Harath oz Narvak' ol' friend."

"Mae da king unda da mountain reign propeh wit' his clan's name." Kharinar nodded, his arms crossed.