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  1. The night after the battle, Millosm lays in bed next to his lover, Lixxis, thinking about the days events. He thinks of the blood, the corpses, the sound of steel clashing against steel still fresh in his mind. He ponders of how we could have let the man escape. What further battles could this create? How many more men will need to die? What needs to be done to Beo to make others learn from his mistake? He would chuckle, then wrap his arms around Lixxis. 

     

    "Beo is going to wish he had stayed loyal. That ashwood tree is going to be the least of his worries." He says quietly, drifting off to sleep.

  2. Hello. I'm looking to create an elven child character, (preferably high elf, but I don't mind being any other elven race) but I want to find a couple to raise me before I create him. I would want to grow up with both a mother and father, but that is about the only specifications I require. If interested, pm me on forum or in game (KiausT). I'm almost always online during the day and night. 

  3. McName: KiausT

     

    RpName: Millosm Lepida

     

    Skype:(Pm if you desire.) KiausThompson

     

    Profession: Chef

     

    TeamSpeak:(Not required but highly encouraged.) KiausT

     

    Time-Zone: CST

     

    Desired Chapter to join: Roric

  4. 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?: KiausT

    How old are you?: 17

    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?:  "Essentially, don't be a troublesome player that only plays to annoy others or be a nuisance" I enjoy this rule because Im here to have fun. If someone is deliberately trying to be a pest, I'm not going to have fun. Im going to get annoyed, and then Im going to log off. Knowing that there is a rule against this reassures that I have an enjoyable experience and that I, for the most part, am not going to have to worry about 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): Im not entirely sure what "soulstoning is, and would like to know more about it. I would also enjoy having "text based combat" explained to me.

    How did you find out about Lord of the Craft? I was simply looking for a fun roleplay server on Minecraftskins.org and discovered this one! I hope this is the end of my searching!

     

    Definitions

    Feel free to Google the answers or browse our forums, but make sure that you write the reply in your own words, not those of another website or person!

     

    What is roleplaying?: Roleplaying, in game terms, is when a player acts out the roles of a character of their creation, normally to go on adventures and while it is not limited to fantasy, fantasy is the most common form of roleplay.

    What is metagaming?: A strategy used in a game that transcends a predescribed ruleset. Also when a player refers to something outside the game universe (breaks character).

    What is powergaming?: Forcing an action onto a player

     

    In-Character Information

    Now you actually make your character - be creative but stay reasonable! Make sure they make sense and that they follow lore. Try to come up with a character that you actually want to play.

     

    Character’s name: Millosm "Milo" Lepida

    Character’s sex: Male

    Character’s race: Human

    Character’s age: 22

    Biography  (Please make it a decent two paragraphs long. Remember to add server lore, and events that happened to your character so that they don’t contradict history.): Millosm, Milo for short, was born in The Holy Oren Empire in 1499. He grew up poor in the small town of Aegar, but what his parents lacked in wealth, they made up for in love. They always tried to do their absolute best to make him happy, and to keep him ignorant of the harsh outside world. Because of this, he rarely went outside and almost never played with any of the neighborhood children. His father worked hard in the wheat fields outside of town, working from dawn to dusk in an effort to take home as much money as possible. His mother was his primary caretaker, until he reached the age of 10. That was when tragedy stuck. She was inflicted with a crippling disease that could not be identified by any of the village doctors, and she passed just a few weeks after. His father, although heartbroken, no longer had to work as often as it meant one less mouth to feed. He now came home in time for dinner, and often took a day off once a week.  Millosm's old world view, a view in which bad things only happened to bad people, was shattered. The boy who stayed inside, never questioned authority, and kept to himself was gone. He often snuck out while his father was working in an attempt to learn what else he was lied to about. He walked the woods after dark, even when told it was forbidden. He butted into all of his father's personal affairs, and was deemed a "trouble maker." However, the most drastic change of all, was one of his sanity. He felt more alone than ever, and although he actually snuck outside of his house often, he never made any friends. His loneliness was brought to the limit when his father left him at the age of 13 due to a draft for the civil war plaguing the land. Millosm began talking to himself frequently, as a way to cope. He would talk to himself during the entirety of tending the fields, something he had to start doing in order to buy food. A few months after his father left, Millosm was given terrible news that his father had disappeared. He was MIA, and presumably dead. Millosm now found it hard to get out of bed, and the conversations between himself were unending. One day, in the midst of telling himself he needed to get out of bed and work, he received an answer back. One within his head. It told him "Milo, buddy, just skip the day. They wont notice youre gone. just go back to sleep. Youll thank me for it later." Millosm contributed this to overworking himself, so he went back to sleep. But this didnt stop the voice, who began talking to him during all waking hours. He was a bad rolemodel, always encouraging negative behavior out of Millosm. Furthermore, he informed Millosm that his name was Zant. Millosm got into much more trouble now because of Zant, and he always blamed Zant for when he got into trouble. In Millosm's eyes, Zant was his only friend. That was until he met Bellany. Millosm met her when he was 15. He was sneaking around at night, listening to Zant's urges to find "some nice coin laying around." This always led to stealing, which a fourth of the time would lead to being caught. But Millosm listend to his friend, and began lurking the streets, searching for a cracked window or unlocked door. Whilst creeping along a small house at the edge of town, he heard what sounded like crying, and hitting, followed by a human girl about his age running out the front door. His gut urged him to confront her, while Zant urged him to walk away. Courageously, he talked to her. She wasnt very open at first, until Millosm offered her some fresh bread he head found cooling on a window sill, a fact that he didnt share with her. She spoke of how she had forgotten to sweep the living room floor, which made her father angry. She expressed how he had hit her and told her to come back after she had thought about what she had done. She told Millosm that she had to leave, else father would be upset that she would be taking too long. Millosm met with her the next night however, and this led on to another night, and then another. By the time they were 16, they were in love, and Millosm had stopped his trouble making ways. All he wanted was Bellany, no more answers, no more mischief, just Bellany. He often snuck Bellany out of her house at night so they could spend time together at his house. When they turned 18, Millosm proposed to Bellany, but she wasnt sure of herself. She was afraid her father would interject, forcing her to stay with him and clean. So Millosm went with Bellany to confront her father. Her father was furious, and told them that they would never see each other again, and when Bellany protested, a fist was slammed into her face. Millosm stared in horror as another fist was slammed into her. Bellany was crying and pleading for him to stop, but all he could her was Zant, who was tired of being ignored. He told Millosm one simple thing: Kill him. Zant repeated himself and repeated himself until he was screaming inside Millosm. Kill him! Kill him! Then Millosm snapped. In a bloody rage, Millosm threw himself onto Bellany's father and began beating him and beating him. Millosm screamed in anger as he pulled out the lucky heirloom his father gave to him before he left for war. It was a jagged, curved knife that Millosm always carried with him. He had never once used it against someone, the only time he ever used is was when he was hungry and needed to peel fruit, or even sometimes as a tool to help with lockpicking when he was younger. But now it was being put to good use. He thrust the blade into her father repeatedly until there was nothing but a bloody mess. Millosm stared at his blood drenched clothes, horrified to what Zant told him to do, then he looked at Bellany, also covered in her fathers blood. In fear of what he might do to Bellany should he snap again, he fled the town immediately. What the authorities would do to him wasnt even on his mind. He just thought of Bellany, and wanted her to be safe from him. He wandered the forests beyond the fields for quiet a while, living off the land. But he didnt stay for long. He wanted to be free from Zant, who was nothing but a burden on his mind now. This led him to many places in search of information, The Republic of Sulvis, The Crownlands, and even The Cloud Temple, where he stayed for several months, learning of new philosophies and ways to control his angry companion. He entered The Cloud Temple at the age of 20, and left shortly before his 21st birthday. He has picked up many skills in his adventures such as Sword fighting, cooking, and he has learned that kindness towards others keeps him out of trouble. He has one ultimate goal: to rid himself of Zant so that he can live a normal life and raise a family without fear of him snapping again and hurting someone.

    Personality Traits: Kindhearted, tries not to become attached to people. He doesnt think things through many times, and will try to deal with a problem head on before he stops and thinks about it.

    Ambitions: Wants to rid himself of the voice within his head so that he can make friends and have a family without fear of hurting them.

    Strengths/Talents: Determined. Headstrong. Courageous. Knows his way around a sword and ignores most negativity that stands between him and a goal. Will defend the few people he calls "friend" no matter the circumstance. He is very lightweight, making him quick and agile in combat, but when out of battle he can actually be quite clumsy

    Weaknesses/Inabilities: Slow to anger, but when angered he cannot control his actions. When protecting someone he calls "friend," he will not stop until they are safe. Even if his very life is at risk. He can not stand cold air, heights, and he has a crippling fear of mirrors in dark rooms. It causes him to hallucinate and have mad visions. Due to his light weight, blows dealing great amounts of force easily knock him down to the ground, and he will approach enemies wielding very heavy weapons from afar, as he cannot successfully block their blows.

    Appearance (List the extra details of your characters appearance, IE; height & weight): Blue eyes, light brown hair, tan skin. 5.7" 115lbs   

    Appearance, please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin (If you need help, see our screenshot guide here): https://www.tumblr.com/blog/kiaust#

     

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