mickdude2

~*~*~Overview~*~*~
Fireweed, an extremely addictive substance, is found primarily in the northern Aevos, but through careful cultivation (and avoidance of the law) it has spread so far as the south where rich merchants use it as a stimulant for expensive parties. As the drug moved south, an entirely new culture sprang up around it. It became a show of social extravagance; a person with the means of procuring or cultivating fireweed, as well as the means of avoiding prosecution, is likely a person in a fairly powerful position. It’s rumored that the Holy Orenian Empire would encourage soldiers to chew it on marches, in order to keep their energy high. In times of desperation, peasants are sometimes given fireweed in place of food.

~*~*~Use~*~*~
Fireweed is almost exclusively chewed for the piercing energy boost it gives. Once the pulpy weed has been chewed through, the husky remains are spit out. However, some, especially more affluent socialites, prefer to dry the plant and smoke it in a pipe. This is much harder to do, as inhaling the smoke the wrong way leads to a hacking cough and a sore throat.

~*~*~Effects~*~*~
Immediate effects include a sense of warmth pervading the entire body, and a sense of invulnerability or superior strength. It also makes the user more energetic. The drug builds up an immediate addiction that is overwhelming and hard to break. If chewed, the weed softens the teeth and blackens the gums. If smoked, the smoke leads to lung damage and pained breathing. Once it is ingested, the user has an extreme urge for another 'hit'- however, they still retain all free choice in the matter. Once a second dose is administered, the drug will begin to play a larger and larger part in the user’s mind. They will constantly crave a dose, and will start to show signs of withdrawal.

~*~*~Withdrawal~*~*~
A person who has been addicted to fireweed will experience several problems when they try to come off the drug, even if it's slowly. They will feel cold, even in the heat of the day. Their bodies will respond with a lack of energy, or will to do anything. A constant shaking and twitch is normal. Extreme users will find that extended periods of time without the drug can actually kill a person.

~*~*~Creation~*~*~
Fireweed can be grown almost anywhere thanks to its pervasiveness in culture. The singular plant is well suited for growing in small niches, however, multiple plants will choke each other out and ruin the soil for future cultivation. A large expanse of land is needed for each plant, making large farms impractical and hard to house discreetly.
 

9 minutes ago, Nooblius said:

 

 

Love this dude already.

 

@mickdude2 What sort of RP do you want to do on LOTC?

Iunno apparently I'm getting drawn into doing nerd shit with the NGS folks. 

18 minutes ago, Mannamannaa said:

Welcome back friend! Glad to have you joining us, and we all look forward to new adventures on Aevos! Feel free to visit San'Briu sometime, or even make an Orc! =)

 

nothx I'm civilized

Hiya. I'm mick, 26 he/him

I've been around the mcrp scene off and on for... too long. Apparently I had a brief stint playing here in 2016, can't remember that for the life of me, other than I went with possibly the edgiest character name I've ever rp'ed under. For other old farts in the crowd, I was on Medieval Minecraft way back in 2012, left to help write lore for Realms of Caeldor, rewrote that lore when they rebranded to Valenor, briefly jumped to Evrand when it sounded like it was going to be a thing, then tried my hand at my own server with Lysera that ultimately ended up going nowhere. 

Excited to be on a server that apparently has more than a three month half-life.

((MC Name:)) mickdude2

((Skype Name [Optional]:)) You have it

Name: Tar-Mairon Annatar

Age: 99

Race: High Elven

Affiliations: None yet
Reason to join the Golden Owl: Mairon has heard rumors of the greatest warriors and wisest mages residing within the organization. If nothing else, Mairon sees the group as the most elite of elite, something he hopes to emulate.

Out-Of-Character Information

What’s your Minecraft Account Name?: mickdude2

How old are you?: 18

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

Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes

What’s the rule you agree with the most?: OpenRP combat

Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense?: Nope, pretty clear

How did you find out about Lord of the Craft? friends

Definitions

What is roleplaying?: adopting a personality and character from a different world and interacting with others in that world

What is metagaming?: using OOC knowledge IC

What is powergaming?: Applying unrealistic attributes to a character 

In-Character Information

Character’s name: Anarion Elesson

Character’s sex: Male

Character’s race: Human

Character’s age: 29

Biography :

THE TERROR OF THE IRON UZG, GRAND INQUISITOR OF THE CALIPHATE OF KHALESTINE, AND VAGABOND OF THE EMPIRE OF OREN

What? Too much? You don't believe me? Very well then...

WILD MAN OF THE JUNGLES OF LAUREH'LIN, WARRIOR OF THE MOUNTAINS OF URGUAN, BEAST-SLAYER AND WOMAN-IZER! 

Still think I'm lying to you? Hmph. Cynical lil' twit. What if I told you...

Anarion was, contrary to anything you may have been led to believe, not the son of a human king and elven sorceress, or conceived in the hallowed grounds of a chapel. Despite his best intentions, few people actually accept that as truth. The circumstances of Anarion's birth remain largely a mystery, as he always avoids the question to the best of his abilities, or recites the above lines. In fact, he has never once admitted to any origin at all, insisting his noble and magical heritage as the only story. The truth in the matter most likely lies with a no-name peasant and his wife in Athera, who he left at an unknown time in his childhood. Anarion lived as a wanderer, never settled down to a land, and never committed to any (one) woman. He pays little heed to political agendas, so long as they pay little heed to him. 

Anarion continues to this day as a wanderer and a vagabond (preferentially, the job title is 'noble adventurer', thank you). Luckily for the ladies of Vailor, he travels alone! 

Personality Traits: The only thing better than his looks are his personality, or so he'll tell you. In his mind, Anarion is quick-witted, funny, as well as devilishly handsome. Those who throw around words like 'obnoxious' and 'self-absorbed' or even 'nuisance' haven't a clue who they're talking about.

Ambitions: Everything and the stars, baby! Never quite sure of exactly what he wants, Anarion only knows he wants the most of it.

Strengths/Talents: A silver tongue and a overpowering charisma are the two greatest assets to Anarion, though he'd like to point out his stunning figure can handle itself in any situation.

Weaknesses/Inabilities: Anarion, unlike his contemporaries, has no weakness and excels at everything he does. Although others call him 'prideful' or 'arrogant', he prefers to see these as bonuses. He also flatly denies any claim that he was beaten in an arm-wrestling competition by an atrophied halfling. His constant wanderings have also left him wary of any form of commitment, but that just means more love to spread around, right ladies?

Appearance: According to Anarion, he has been kissed by an Aengul, and blessed by the Creator himself as the embodiment of sex appeal. Also according to Anarion, the embodiment of sex appeal is a young man with short cropped blond hair, a narrow face, and the wisps of a beard beginning.  Standing at an impressive 5'4 and weighing in at a whopping 140 lbs, Anarion is the pinnacle of athleticism and the very image of masculine power. Or so he says.

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