Musa ibn Musa ibn Qasi signs the charter like a boss.

RP Name: Theodora Palaiologos

IGN: fluffypants417

Skype: grant.ler

Race: Human heartlander

Name: Musa ibn Musa ibn Qasi

Race: Human, Farfolk

Religion: The True Faith

Allegiance: The Sultanate of Khalestine

Height: 5'7"

Weight: 123lbs

Appearance: Brown Skin, Black Hair

Equipment: Stone Axe, Wheat

Bio: Born into a poor family in the countryside of the Caliphate, Musa's always admired the Kharadeens. He and his Canonist half-brother, Íñigo Arista, would always fight over petty things, oftentimes not relating to religion at all. Once he heard that the Caliphate was turned into the Sultanate, he went to Al-Wakrah to sign up for Alwadat Alawaqi.

Goals: To acquire land and start a family.

Drawing:

(http://www.biografiasyvidas.com/biografia/q/qasi_banu.htm)

((OOC))

MC Name : fluffypants417

Do you have Teamspeak?/Are you willing to download it? : Yes, I have it.

Timezone : EST

Do you have a Skype? If yes, please PM it to me :

((RP))

Name : Musa ibn Musa ibn Qasi

Age  (Teenager, Adult, Middle-Aged, Old, or Venerable):

Gender: 22, Male

Reason for wanting to join the Alwahdat Alwaqi?: I want to serve and protect House Kharadeen

Are you a Qalasheen or Farfolk and do you abide by the True Faith? : Qalasheen, and Yes

Please give us a little bit of your background ((A short paragraph )) :

Musa is the child of Musa, child of Qasi, and he was born into a poor family in a rural part of the Caliphate. His Canonist half-brother tended to pick on him, so being a proud follower of the True Faith, he always looked up to the Kharadeens and was always drawn to serve them. When he heard that the Caliphate became the Sultanate, he immediately went to Al-Wakrah to sign up. And here he is.

((Not to be rude, but 11 pm gmt and 5 pm est? 11 is very late and 5 is around dinner time.))

I can play the trombone and fail at singing. I can also play the piano.

7/10

Mira would shed a tear, remembering her Snow Elf friend, Feta Krafeh. "How can anyone be so cruel?" She'd ask to herself. "They just wanted to be left alone, but were dragged into wars."

She lit a candle to honor the fallen.

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Feta Krafeh's ghost would feel a mix of feelings: anger, sadness, despair. He'd think back on his fellow Fenn. Aelthir Tundrak took him in and he trained Feta with his comrades. They tore down the old city of Odessa, attempting to carve a home in the old place. Now where was that home?

Gone, like all the rest.

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Theodora Palaiologos would sit at home when a courier would bring news of the Fenn's demise. She'd sigh, not caring one way or another.

"Never met a Snow Elf before, guess I won't now." She'd say this to herself, reclining in her chair.

Just now, Demetrios Palaiologos II said:

Theodora is a family member however.

Theodora thought for a moment that family members could be allowed on the Honor Guest list, and thanks Demi for clearing things up.

Theodora Palaiologos would feel a bit insulted at having not been considered an Honor Guest, but will gladly come to her brother's wedding.

Mira would be saddened to hear of the bounty on her former employer's head until she remembered that he never paid her.

Mira would be outraged at the death of her Duke.

"The savages! 'Tis not enough for them the Emperor is dead? Must they now kill everyone? Oh, woe upon Lorraine!"

Roach is a good friend and rather nice.

*Posters would be strung up across Oren*

 Come to Nikae!

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Are you in need of a home?

Do you want a good paying job?

Then the castle of Nikae welcomes you!

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Ruled by its ever gracious Ser Demetrios Palaiologos II,

Nikae has seen significant improvements over the years.

From a traditionally fishing and farming area, the knight has

expanded the economy by growing the wool and leather industries.

For a weekly tax of just 50 Minas, come on over to Nikae!

Just take a left after you come off the cart to Courland.

It's two castles down and across a river.

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Disclaimer: Homes are yet to be built, but coming soon.

((If you wish to move to Nikae, pm either me (fluffypants417) or Demi (Glocky18)))

Looks like a creepy frenchman.

• Name: Mira Sansya
• Age: 22
• Race: Human Hearlander
• Intended  topic of book: The Rise and Fall of House Alexander
• [[MCname]]: fluffypants417
• [[Timezone]]: EST

OOC
[[Mcname:]] fluffypants417
[[Skype:]] grant.ler
[[Any accepted MA’s?]]
IC
Name: Mira Sansya
Age: 22
Race: Human Heartlander
Gender: Female
Skills: Fair Farmer, Clumsy Miner, Clumsy Chef
Previous Organizations: The Coin
Purpose for joining:  Never been in a religious group, might as well try one.

Name: Mira Sansya

Town/Lands of Residence: Riverhold

Specific Residence, if applicable: 5 Riverfield Lane

Occupation: Soldier for the Order of Riverhold

Skills, if any: Fair Farmer, Clumsy Miner, Clumsy Chef

-=OOC=-

IGN: fluffypants417

Are you in the Skype group?: No

Ooc;

Do you have teamspeak?; No

Timezone?; EST

RP;

*A man approaches you in an inn in Felsen*

"So lad ya wish tae join our order aye?"

"Yes! How did you know?"

"Sign 'ere and report to Riverhold."

"Uh, alright, but you didn't really answer my question."

"Sign 'ere and report to Riverhold."

"You, uh, just said that."

"Sign 'ere and report to Riverhold."

"Uh.....ok then...." *slowly starts backing away.

"Sign 'ere and report to Riverhold."

Name; Mira Sansya

Age; Doesn't know age

Profession; Farmer, Chef

3 minutes ago, Fishy said:

Thomas J. Locke, a lowly court physician and part time philosopher reclines his back to the wall, seated in front of his freshly cut pine desk. He takes up his quill, dipping the sharpened calamus into the black depths of his ink pot before inscribing onto parchment a response. "'Twere it truly the desire of the dwarf to make peace and break bread with Humanity, then why perchance has he purchased a quantity of sellswords nigh equivalent to a net worth of a hundred thousand standard minae? As well were it not that these very same mercenaries were employed by dwarven purse to set tinder and flame to the places of Horen's sons, be they those of the noble or those of the common man, when the only offense offered up by human hands was to exist in harmony with itself? In his actions the dwarf is an aggressor upon Humanity, as the ages past will tell you in both the Fringe and Athera, one that has come repeatedly with collar and chain to shackle down and oppress those who stand half a foot or more above them."

Thomas pauses, taking the moment to wet his quill once more before starting a new paragraph. "You as well speak of tyranny by the Holy Orenian Empire, by Humanity, yet provide no context for such a claim. Would the oppressed not find it within their own natural rights to depose and establish new governance if they were under this tyrannical regime? In truth, it seems that the Emperor does not solely derive his right to rule from god but also from the consent of the people, fore upon which state within the Imperium did not willingly welcome unto themselves fealty to the Crown of Humanity? Were it the elves? Whose realm was once alight with internal strife and conflict before the hand of Humankind was offered to them. Or those of Haelun'or who were given their self sovereignty at their own request? Of Salvus? A state whose own people turned against and reunited under the Crown of Humanity. Mayhaps of Erochland? Whose democratically elected government moved to annex under the Crown. Norland? They themselves turned upon the coalition, only to face the threat of a Vandorian invasion, one that was quelled at the behest of the Emperor himself. So of what tyranny, I ask, do you speak of? Fore is it tyranny when the governed themselves give their consent to the regime?"

He finishes, spreading a pinch of pounce over the wet ink and wrapping up the letter in a strip of ribbon, affixed with a red waxen seal. The letter is soon after mailed off to the author, Thomas J. Locke reclining at his desk once more.

Mira would receive the response, reading it carefully. She would write back. "Dear unknown writer, I do not know how you got my address, but I shall reply to your questions none-the-less. The Dwarves convened a meeting in Hallowvale with Oren, so that the war could be drawn to a close. It was also the meeting in which Vandoria was born. It was actually Rhewen that was pressing the hardest for peace among the people gathered. Oren turned down Rhewen's call for white peace claiming that they had to avenge their slaughtered people. But when Ashton Highwind, a friend of mine, was taken prisoner and tortured by the Dwarves, the Emperor said nothing." She would pause, thinking of what else to say. "As for the people that have 'granted' the Emperor his regime, I am certain much of it is not from love of him or his predecessors, but from fear. Fear of the Orenian military. Of course their submissiveness only perpetuates his monopoly of power, but fear is the mind-killer after all. I simply wish that people look at the facts and alleviate that fear so that they might stand up to potential oppression. A united Vailor, or even just a united South, against the Emperor can win a war. The Dwarves, though greatly outnumbered, proved that Oren could be defeated at the Siege of Khro'Nogaak. Just imagine if all of the South rallied with them. This alliance would not be an attack on humanity, I assure you. It would be a defense against a monopoly." Satisfied with her response, she would send the letter back to a certain Thomas J. Locke.

Just now, professorus said:

 

"You clearly do not understand what Norland is.... Norland is 'The North Land' Every land in the far north is Norland." States Vykk.

Mira would hear of this Vykk yet again. "Ah, and here I thought he was referring to the nation. The one that was near the Grandaxes."

Just now, AGiantPie said:

Bertrand considers a united world better than a war-torn one, remembering that the loss of sovereignty does not affect the common man in any way whilst an ongoing war does!

Mira considers a world where one person has monopolized power worse than a world that can set aside their differences and oust that person attempting to monopolize power.

Just now, AGiantPie said:

Bertrand fails to make the connection between nefarious and global domination.

Mira rolls her eyes at ignorance.

Just now, 6xdestroyer said:

Jan would laugh that she apparently has elf hearing strong enough to hear him through the Carnatian mountains "Their responses are short yet full of so much hatred..."

Mira would hear word of this strange idea that she's spreading hatred. "Do take note, I do not hate anyone based on race, gender, or nationality. I simply hate it when a nation attempts to divide the world against itself for its own nefarious plans of global domination."

18 minutes ago, 6xdestroyer said:

Jan Kovacs shakes his head, looking around to those of the Sepulchres surrounding him. "The plots of Urguan to gain support through causing emotional unrest aught not be taken seriously by any of you, any of yer friends, their friends. These posters claiming Oren as a war machine, set on the path of ultimate destruction are a poor attempt from Urguan and its allies to cause you to believe we want nothing but war and blood. They say that the people of the Holy Empire of Oren are being oppressed by a 'warmonger'. They say that the lives of you and your families are meaningless to a cause much larger than ourselves. Their words are spread by those filled with Urguanite words, that of hatred, that meant to cause fear. Spreading fear is a powerful tool indeed, but they must watch their tongue, for the men of Oren, from an initiate to an Emperor, will not be discouraged by your lies, slander..." he pauses, grinding his teeth, before looking back up. "They believe that by spreading hate amongst ourselves, it will drive us to shatter. How can they preach against us whilst they spread hatred in a disguised and daemonic manner. The insane views of a deranged nation should not cause you fear my brothers, but rather a new sense of devotion, for it is soon we will cleanse the minds of those held hostage under them. They began this war with swords, they now try to fight with their words... We shall end the reign of the mad with both."

Mira would laugh at the notion that she's living in Urguan. "Oh, that's rich."