Vetren54

The United Trade Federation blockades an island, circa 1614.

Wb man.

OOC MC Name: Vetren54 Skype[Group Chat Notifications, if you're already added, good]: Do you have Teamspeak?[microphone not required] (y/n): y RP Name: Tiberius Sforza Race: Human Age: 23 Religion: Canonist How much are Ruthern Bannermen payed a week?: 100 mina I, Tiberius Sforza do hereby swear that my life is pledged to those of House Ruthern, till my oath released, or death taketh me, I shall serve the Lords and Ladies of House Ruthern with my utmost capabilities. I will hold true and steadfast amongst my comrades, to protect the honor of my Liege and myself, I pledge. God Save my soul if I break my oath. If the applicant is found to have written themselves a fake identity in the application, they shall be barred from House Ruthern

Ooc: MC Name: Vetren54 Do you have skype?: Yes Do you have TeamSpeak?: Yes Are you a GM alt spying on us? Nope IC: Name: Edward Kaplan Place of Residence: Karlsburg How many fruit carts do you squat?: 4 assorted fruit carts. Do you have battle experience?: I have much experience with women. Do you pledge yourself to the Captain, so long as he is fit to lead?: Aye.

Minecraft name: Vetren54 Roleplay name: Albrecht von Klaus Race: Human Militant skills: Swordfighting Professions: Smith Oath: ‘I, Albrecht von Klaus, do swear upon the Holy Cross of the Canon to live up to and honour the tenets, and doctrines, of the Order. I do swear to be true to my brethren and be zealous upon the battlefield, to show no mercy to those who stray from GOD and to guide those who seek HIS light. I promise to follow any, and all, that is asked of me by those in command. Crucem aurum!’

This makes sense. +1 drfate.

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