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  1. IGN(s): GumpTruck

     

    Age 17

     

    Timezone EST

     

    Discord: Gump #6137

     

    What map did you join during?: Axios

     

    Do you have access to a Microphone? Yes

     

    Average Daily Play Time? 8hr

     

    Have you held any LotC staff position(s) before? If so, for how long?: NA

     

    Do you have prior history in any forms of moderation?

    I council for a youth camp that specialize in disabled people and I am the lead fry chef at O' Charlies

     

    Why do you want to join the GM Team?:

     

    There is a bad relationship between player base and the GM team currently, I wish to restore the trust between the player base and the GM team and remove any rumors of GM team bias. The only way the player base and the GM team could come together is if we start to work to fix these tensions. Communication is the foundation of success within a synergistic community. - ????

     

     

    Have you applied for this position before and been denied? If so, link the application:

    No, but my resume is ???? competitive and dynamic.

     

    Anything else you want to tell us?:

     

  2.  

    emersion tunage; 

     

    To Ash, From Gold

    War Cries and the clanking of armor can be heard as the Goblin forces of the United Trade Federation amass at the base of Kal’Arakh. The Goblins would be led by former dwarf hero Grumbis Frostbeard, and the Wargoth Schnub’Nub. The Fighting force would be equipped with the finest demolition equipment mina can buy. Grumbis would shout, “Pillage ‘an destroy ev’ything lads! Burn ‘et tu the ground, leave nothin’ for teh’ filthy dwed of teh Kingdom o’ Urguan!” Hordes of Goblins would pour into the city, smashing and burning everything in sight. “Take whatevah’ you lads desire! ‘Ets all yers lads! HAR HAR HAR!” Buildings crashed to the ground as ash rose into the air. The cries of innocent Dwarves filled the night sky, as they were all butchered mercilessly by the Goblin onslaught. Schnub’Nub would shout, “Lat goyz bettah DEZTROY  ebwethin’! Do nub let ANYWUN foind out aboot mi pazt life!” Goblins would then pour into the tunnels beneath Kal’Arakh, caving them in, causing the city to shake and rumble. Smoke would continue to rise from the city, but no help would arrive. The city had fallen, the riches had been plundered. The once magnificent city of Yolwin was all but a pile of ash, and rubble.

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    Kal’Arakh falls circa (6/28/17)

     

  3.  

    United Trade Federation

     

     

    Welcome to the United Trade Federation,

    We have, and sell anything your heart could desire, for a price.

     

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    At the United trade Federation we only believe in the highest quality products, we do not cut corners when it comes to our wares. Our company is expanding throughout all of Axios rapidly. With the grand opening of our headquarters, and our multitude of storefronts throughout Axios, the Grand Trade Federation has a place for you!

    If you are in need of supplies of any sort, we have it, and if we don’t have it, we’ll find a way to get it.

    The United Trade Federation offers jobs for all races, who can work in a multitude of different roles in our company, such as stall manager, farmer/miner etc. Our company is run by a board that holds meetings weekly to decide on our company's future.

    If you require an appointment to speak with one of board members, feel free to visit our Headquarters in the orc capital of San Torr or send a bird to Peaceton(Shuggie_), Rubn’tug nub(GortofGumpus), Garrond Frostbeard(Garrond).

     

    We offer specialty weapons and armor for those willing to pay, if you wish to buy some, ask the manager that owns your local United Trade Federation store.

     

    If you wish to apply for a job in our company, feel free to send in an application

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    (Trade Prince Lord Glub, master of sales and good vibes)

    Application:

     

    Mc Name:

    Rp name:

    Job you would like:

    Professions:

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

  4. Grumbis would use his runic telescope and read the whole letter while chuckling to himself

                            --- (his meaty arms weight would move the telescope inches up which would put the courier bird in sight)--                             "Wow! That bird has a long gizzard" Grumbis would wink clearly impressed by something else then he would think to himself "I will never forget this incredible specimen for as long as I live, I must claim it as my own.... maybe some day"

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    The young inspired priest Balgruff Sigbrand would walk through the ashes of a burning Kal'Olmith, he then would slowly stride up to Yemekars altar placing his hands upon it and screaming.

    " It pains me to see the dwed like this, they are no longer fit for their on religion. The dwed should be ashamed, senselessly slaughtering and pillaging each other for personal gain and glory. The Brathmordikan have left the dwed and they now only listen to their most devoted followers, I will become their instrument and I will deliver the news of the Brathmordikan to all the races, no longer will they be limited to just the dwed. The Brathmordikan speak to me and they have revealed the one true king of the Grand Kingdom is  Kerwyr Frostbeard and that the Grandaxes are heretics in the eyes of the Gods, they have no right to the throne and they have lost dishonorably, the Frostbeards have prevailed and have all right to the throne.... Yemekars balance has been restored and the heretics have been revealed"

    The priest and now self aclaimed high prophet would turn and throw a fist into the air and yell.

    "Today marks the day of a new clergy, one that is not bound by senseless traditions... Narvak oz Urguan!"

     

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    As the early morning dew would slowly disperse from the grass Grumbis would wake up to a new day, readying himself for another day of splendor. Having just awoken he would crack his back and stand up, after doing many of his early morning routines he would then walk up to his old oaken desk. The dwed slowly dipping the quill into a small pot of ink and firmly pressing the tip onto the paper inscribing a symbol, thinking of what the letter should say. He then would slowly think out and write;

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    "Lo! Travelers I am the High Consul of  Kal'Olmith and a ambassador of the Grand City of Yolwin. You have been selected as a potential candidate for citizenship in the city of Yolwin. I implore you to consider this opportunity as it is not given to everyone and is a special right to have, as the people of Yolwin are chosen by Belka herself and blessed by the Brathmordakin.    

    Signed, Grumbis Frostbeard"                                                                      

     

     

    Once his first copy is done the old dwed would walk up to a runic device which would create many more copies of the letter, that eventually would be sent to all the candidates. Grumbis then would step into a coop full of elegant snow owls and hawks, fastening a loop with the letter to each birds leg sending them off into the world. After the deed was done the old dwed would walk to The Stone Tusked Tavern holding a large stack of  parchment, propping the excess parchment against a wall with a note saying "Schnub'nub go pass these out lad." The tired slumberous old dwarf would spend the rest of his day sleeping under a tree awaiting for candidates.

  7. Land charter (cart) or Sea charter (boat):

     

    I would like a cart to Yolwin.

     

    Island: (Tahn- Oren/Dwarves/Elves, Ceru - Sutica, Asul - Haria)

     

    Tahn-Dwarves

     

    Point A: (Name of city, settlement, capitall, etc.)

    Exact co-ordinates of Point A:

     

    The Grand City of Yolwin

     

    x: 1332.389

    y:134

    z:-1827.408

     

    Point B:  (Name of city, settlement, capitall, etc.)

    Exact co-ordinates of Point B:

     

    Human Fast Travel Hub

     

    X: 527.415 Y: 74 Z: -98.439

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