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Username: arxchn0 Character Name: Tossair Chirr'parir Affiliation: Kingdom of Norland Desired Rank: Vanguard Which games will you be attending?: eldmyr & totenpflaz

A Nordic elf gaze upon the parchment in passing, a low grunt leaving his scarred lips. “Personal vendettas carried out by sellswords is a meaningless, empty revenge. At least have the gall to kill the disgusting bastards yourself. At least have pride that you slew them or died trying. No, just like them in the end, you use others to your own end,” he paused for a moment as his mind had wandered. Tossair didn’t bother desecrating the missive, instead leaving it for some fool bastard to go after Idunian-owned land. “Let the impure ones continue making an actual difference upon this land whilst you all squabble for centuries more to come.”

The meaning of the surname ‘Chirr’parir’ was ‘Harbinger of the Wolf’ in elvish. Thus would the rather manic TOSSAIR heed the call to slay a creature he absolutely hated and bring home whoever the Nord was.

“IRON FROM ICE!” Was declared verdantly by a Nordic elf, of which had been present for the talks.

PRACTICIONERS OF THE DARK YOUR ROT WILL NO LONGER BE TOLERATED ᛊᛏᚨᚾᛞ ᚨᚷᚨᛁᚾᛊᛏ ᛏᚺᛖ ᛚᛟᚾᚷ ᛞᚨᚱᚲ Issued by HIGH-KING HARALDR, on the 7th of Edvardsawnd, IAÁ ASKR AR 604, AGE OF REKINDLING; PREAMBLE Heed those loyal to the Allfather. For some time now, it has been unclear on the status of the Voidal magician. Yet the scripture of old speaks of it as quite simple; those who draw from the dark powers of oblivion are not to be tolerated or welcome. Even the common magician is deemed as no better than an Ibleesian and thus is Unworthy. It is for this very reason, alongside the conduct of many of these practitioners, that I shall see to their status as banished from the Allfather’s nation and His vassals. Your unfiltered magic does not need to taint the land. Your tools of oblivion must not cross our borders, lest you incur our wrath imbued by the almighty Dawn Lord. AND SO IT SHALL BE, BY THE WILL OF THE FATHER, as High-King of Norland, High Chieftain of the House of Ruric, Chieftain of the Clan Edvardsson, Jarl of Verdegrad, Blood of the Herald & Lord of the Ashwood Throne, Protector of the Highlanders, Haraldr av Edvardsson Ruric, Henceforth order this declaration to reinstate the ban of Voidal magic. No one shall practice this foul magic, use items enchanted with it or petition the use of void spells for any use without the express permission of the High King of Norland. All items voidal in nature are to be collected and destroyed if held or sold without express permission of the High King of Norland. If any Nord or Norn suspects another of using such magic or can identify its use, they are to report it to a member of the Council, High Keeper or the High King himself. AND SO IT SHALL BE, BY THE WILL OF OUR ALLFATHER, HIS MAJESTY, Haraldr av Edvardsson Ruric as High-King of Norland, High Chieftain of the House of Ruric, Chieftain of the Clan Edvardsson, Jarl of Verdegrad, Blood of the Herald & Lord of the Ashwood Throne, Protector of the Highlanders HER EMINENCE, Sissel Freysdóttir av Ruric, Master of the Order of the First Flame, High Keeper of the Red Faith & the Flame Imperishable Scribed by, Tossair Chirr’parir Drengr of the Northern Host, Purifier of the Order of the First Flame

“Under one God,” a certain Nordic mali repeated, only letting out a chuckle. “Only by the ALLFATHER will I be united.”

Tossair observed the missive through the eye-holes of his decorated helmet, a dry huff of air leaving his nose as he read the signatures. It was ironic to him, even if stewed within his own newfound bias against the Laird. Regardless, it was indeed a festival to enjoy..

A wandering hedge Knight had gently torn the missive from one of its many pinned locations, reading over it. His brows raised as he observed the final words and titles of those who signed and stamped with such pride. “It is quite interesting that mankind thinks they can be friends with the fae, let alone proclaim themselves ‘Queen’ and ‘Ambassador’. The fae realm is not your home.. Yet here you ladies are.” The ginger concluded his monologue by crumpling the missive, seeing no purpose in preserving it.

There was a pleasant smile upon the mali Nord's face, for he gazed upon the title 'Boy-King' written upon the parchment within his iron clad hands. What a wonderful imprint, he thought. Of course he had always meant it oh-so lightheartedly. For in truth Haraldr was perhaps a friend after the time he has spent telling stories to the boy.

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For a brief moment the creased pages of the delivered missive were held gently in a Nord's hands after an incessant crow pecked upon his boots with the paper clutched in it's talons. The words upon the paper sent mixed feelings throughout his core. An innocents life shed for a rebellion? How could it be allowed to continue to fester in such a depraved cast of shadow? Without second thought it was shredded, wrought to nothing but tinder and the crow shooed away with a disturbed trill of fear that Tossair might swat at it. After several missives he'd read from the Empire, he pondered; where would the inner conflict lead them? They had eradicated two forces that opposed them, one being of their own God. He knew this bloodshed would crescendo into something far uglier. "The Empire will fall." he muttered. "But when the hearts of men within this rebellion are weighed against their sins, will they find their respite?"

There stood Tossair amongst the fires of the tavern, warmed by it's gracious heat. When the aforementioned missive was passed around he had managed to lay claim to a single copy. A new council was always upon the horizon, and here it was in it's new form. This was the first issued missive he had read that offered him surprise and the tiniest, nigh unfathomable ounce of comfort. That they had been given the grace of forming their own council and naming it with their sacred language. Yet no smile formed. The missive set upon a table for the next to read.

There stood the Nornish mali before the raging fires of a pit, huddled for warmth amongst a raging storm. A favorable turn of events, to the gathering he had witnessed in Grense. As the paper of the missive crinkled in his gloved hands, he only muttered, "So it would seem at least one of our own will see justice for what these bandits have done. Their punishment will be swift and brutal, I hope." Then, it was discarded into the flames before him, embers jumping up and nipping at both air and fur of his attire, raging forth and spurred on to continue providing that piercing warmth that kept all safe in the blizzard.

To say that Tossair were baffled after that short read was an understatement, "What in the absolute hells is going on."

Reaffirmation of Knighthood Name (and House if applicable): Arthur Ashdown Age: 26 Knighted By: Aragon Silversteed Moniker: N/A Liege Lord: Arthos Silversteed Lands: N/A Are you willing to reaffirm your vows of chivalry and fealty to the Emperor and Country?: Forever and Always. Coat of Arms: N/A

RP Name: Arthur Ashdown MC Name: Grumpy_Felix Combat Experience (none is fine): Plenty. I was taught when I was young, and I still train today. If you wish to become a Knight, are you ready to take the oath and attempt the trials?: Yes.

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?: Grumpy_Felix What timezone are you in?: MST How old are you?: 20 Are you aware the content and interactions on this server may not be appropriate for children under the age of 13? (You must be at least 13 to apply): Yes. Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes. What’s the rule you agree with the most?: I agree most with the no Metagaming and no Powergaming rule, as this has happened to me alot on other servers, and it is annoying. Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense? (if so we can help clear it up!): No. How did you find out about Lord of the Craft?: I searched up 'Minecraft Roleplay Servers' and it's name interested me, so I clicked, read, and fell in love. Link(s) to past Whitelist Applications (If applicable): None Have you logged into the server yet? (You cannot be whitelisted without logging in at least once): Yes, I am online as of now.(that is, when i post this.) Definitions Feel free to Google the answers or use our wiki definitions as a reference, but make sure that you write the write them in your own words, not those of another website or person! Plagiarizing will result in the automatic denial of your application! What is Roleplaying?: Roleplaying is when you take on the Persona of a made of character and play that character out differently from how you'd act. I.E, you could be a kind person, but your Persona, or Character, could be evil. What is Metagaming?: Metagaming is when you take information you found out out of character and use it in character with out there being a logical reason for your character to know. What is Power-emoting (Powergaming)?: Powergaming is when you try and control or force what happens to someone, which is mostly used in combat scenarios. 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: (what do you want your character to be called?) Matias Ashdown Character’s sex: (male or female?) Male Character’s race: (you can find all the playable races here.) Human - Highlander Character’s age: (upon application, your character must be 18 or older, and depending on the race, they can be over five hundred years old!) 23 Biography (This is one of the most important sections of the application. Please take your time and make it a decent paragraph long. Read up on your character's race and be sure to add at least one accurate reference from the server lore): (where does your character come from?; where have they traveled to?; what year were they born in? et cetera.) Matias Ashdown comes from a family in the Highlands. He always loved to play as a child, and would get into a lot of trouble often. He'd always feel left out, as his dad wasn't the best. He never taught him son things a father should teach, as he was always "busy" drinking with his buddies. He started learning from an older fellow how to do things, which proved bad as the man was a criminal. He grew fond of the man, and would wait for him, but sadly he was arrested. Matias was never like the other boys and girls. He was an odd fellow he didn't like socializing unless it was important. He'd often find himself just messing with animals, climbing trees, or reading books. As he grew up, he only pushed people away more. He'd be told stories of other lands, dreaming to see Elves, Orcs, and perhaps even Dragons if such existed. He would grow up not knowing, as he forgot of this old dream as things became more important. He was born in St. Karlsburg on March 7th 1622. He now plans on traveling, and to find a good job. Personality Traits: (what are your character's quirks?; habits?; likes and dislikes?) Matias may be quiet and gruff, but he's a big softy who loves to meet others, though keep in mind, he will not speak unless he is the one taking interest. He has a habit of climbing trees, as he likes to surprise people from above. He loves to read, and hates being in big crowds.. Ambitions: (what does your character aspire to be?) He just wants to make a difference. His ambition can range from being a Guard to anything above. Strengths/Talents: (what is your character really, really good at?) Climbing Weaknesses/Inabilities: (what is a skill that your character needs to work on?) Fighting Appearance: (what does your character look like?; how tall are they?; hair color?; scars?) Matias has a very muscular body to him, his face is clear but he has a bit of facial hair. He has a scar going across his left eye, and various scars all along his body. He has black hair. He is 6'0. Skin: (please provide us a screenshot of your character’s skin; if you need help, see our screenshot guide here.)