Why us?: I love the elder scrolls, and most other elder scrolls rp have failed wanna try this one.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Yes
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) To act as someone else and do what you think they would do based of there beliefs and morals.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Knowing out a character details such as name, job, allignment.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Being over powered
IC:
Name: Kalek
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Altmer
Appearance: Fiery orange hair, Intelligent green eyes, Wheres alot of blue and gold.
Personality: Can be cocky at points, Has potential as a leader though his true ambition is to study the creature known as vampires and study their full extent of power.
In-game RP example: Kalek creeped through the cave knife in hand, garlic in the other (silly myth he heard) "Aldi do you smell that?" said a creature farther up, "What?" the creature called Aldi responded "I smell........ Elf" He turned suddenly to where Kalek was hiding and began to walk over step, by step. Kalek began to sweat, fear rose in his throat, *Am i doing to die here? Why now?*
Background: Kalek always had an interest in the beasts around him, he would study them and record what he found in his notebooks, by the time he was eight he had mounds of notebooks filled with pictures, notes, though he had all these notebooks what creature really interested him were the vampires. When he was ten Kalek apprenticed under a vampire hunter by the name of Crode and they traveled the land hunter the creatures together for 10 years, when Kalek was 18 him and his master were following a particularly feral group of vampires and Crode was rash and rushed ahead of Kalek falling into the vampires trap, when Kalek found Crode he was sucked dry of blood something more vampire then man standing over it with wings and leathery gray skin, Kalek ran as fast as he could out of the cavern and into the day, the creature hissed from the shadows "You didnt see anything...." And seemed to float back into the cavern. Later when Kalek returned to that cave the creatures were gone. From that day he searched for those vampires with wings and leathery skin, he never heard anything about them for two years, but one day he heard a rumor of a vampire evolution that was spotted somewhere in Akavir so he set off and thats where we begin.
Shrooma Kills!
DENIED Your Power gaming and Meta gaming definitions are too short. Your appearance needs to be expanded on and you need to read the rules.
OOC: IGN: Pr1M3T1M3 Age:14 Why us?: I have always enjoyed playing the TES series of games, and I thought that joining a server based on the lore of Akavir in Minecraft would be a good idea. Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: No Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) It is assuming the role of a character and abiding by the rules presented by the world at hand Define Meta-gaming in your words:Metagaming is using information not known to the player’s character to give him a motive or advantage, in other words, using OOC knowledge in RP. Define Power-gaming in your words: Powergaming is giving another RPer no choice in an action done to them or making yourself overpowered.
IC: Name: Daniel Antoine Nickname: None Age:25 Gender: Male Race:Nord Appearance: Shaggy brown hair, Brown Eyes, peach skin, black shirt and brown/leather pants with a satchel slung along his shoulder and remnants of a broken artifact strapped to his back Personality: Is curious and intelligent, but can devolve into an almost brutish state if the lives of him or his friends are threatened. He lives for the thrill of hunting and adventure, even the darkest caves and crypts are but an opportunity. In-game RP example: Setting: A crowded bar, the drunken early hours of the morning Bartender:“I’m sorry sir, but I’m going to have to ask you to leave.” Drunkard: “What’s it to you? I’m here and throwing you my money ain’t I?” Bartender: “You’re disturbing the other customers. Might I remind you that you’re with other patrons.” Drunkard: “Bah, who cares? They’re all idiots anyway.” Adventurer: *Stands up* “Yeah, you’re leaving. GET OUT.” Drunkard: “Look at you! Big and scary huh?” Adventurer: *Attempts to punch at Drunkard’s head* Drunkard: *Attempts to avoid swing, falls over in doing so* Adventurer: *Tries to grab Drunkard by his shirt* Drunkard: *Kicks barstool over and hastily scrambles out the door* Adventurer: “Hmph. Typical.”
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) Daniel was a Nord born in his native country of Skyrim, as has come to be the norm. He lived out in a cabin near Falkreath, with his two parents. He didn't spend too much time with his parents, (as well as not having any other relatives) named Yolnda and Jasvir, as they're main goal in raising him was to be independent, and make a name for himself in Skyrim, other than learning specific family skills. Being in this forested area, he got the chance to explore the wilds early on, venturing out on his own, collecting plants, insects, and various abandoned items. He earned a skill of hunting early on, being taught by his father how to support himself in the wild, as well as the basics of the sword. Growing up, he began to use his exploration skills to see what was under Skyrim. Dungeons, crypts, caves, tombs, nothing was off limits to him. He did have a few run ins with necromancers and draugrs, but as he honed his skill with the sword, this was less and less of a problem.
He was so confident with his swordsmanship and survival prowess, that he signed himself up as a sellsword, eager for worthy warriors to fight against. When one of his contracts turned out to be the murder of an innocent, he was mortified, and left the business for good. He felt tainted in Skyrim, haunted by his actions and his foolishness. He wanted to leave...but where? It didn’t matter. He went to his parents home for a final goodbye, with an unexpected result. They gave him a family heirloom, what appeared to be a sword, or, what was left of it. It had been called the Espada Azul, passed down for years in the family, and to Daniel it was given in hopes that he could restore it to its former glory.He went to merchants and smithers all over Skyrim, all of them unable to find out what would bring the pieces together, as conventional methods wouldn’t work. This is where Daniel got a fateful tip from one of the best smiths, that the sword is of a rare akavirian metal. And that there may be hope yet, on a continent far away. Hope...in Akavir.
Why us?: I love the elder scrolls, and most other elder scrolls rp have failed wanna try this one.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Yes
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) To act as someone else and do what you think they would do based of there beliefs and morals.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Knowing out a character details such as name, job, allignment, or something they have done that you did not witness yourself.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Being overpowered. Example: Kalek Pulled out his sword and began to slice through hordes of draugr as they surround him he casts a fireball killing 50.
IC:
Name: Kalek
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Altmer
Appearance: Fiery orange hair that fall just passed his pointy ears, Intelligent green eyes, Wheres alot of blue and gold, Standing roughly 6' 3" tall, broad shoulders, and well toned body suited for combat, while not over bulky like them orcs.
Personality: Can be cocky at points, Has potential as a leader though his true ambition is to study the creature known as vampires and study their full extent of power. Has a hate for the orcs and their rash ways.
In-game RP example: Kalek creeped through the cave knife in hand, garlic in the other (silly myth he heard) "Aldi do you smell that?" said a creature farther up, "What?" the creature called Aldi responded "I smell........ Elf" He turned suddenly to where Kalek was hiding and began to walk over step, by step. Kalek began to sweat, fear rose in his throat, *Am i doing to die here? Why now?*
Background: Kalek always had an interest in the beasts around him, he would study them and record what he found in his notebooks, by the time he was eight he had mounds of notebooks filled with pictures, notes, though he had all these notebooks what creature really interested him were the vampires. When he was ten Kalek apprenticed under a vampire hunter by the name of Crode and they traveled the land hunter the creatures together for 10 years, when Kalek was 18 him and his master were following a particularly feral group of vampires and Crode was rash and rushed ahead of Kalek falling into the vampires trap, when Kalek found Crode he was sucked dry of blood something more vampire then man standing over it with wings and leathery gray skin, Kalek ran as fast as he could out of the cavern and into the day, the creature hissed from the shadows "You didnt see anything...." And seemed to float back into the cavern. Later when Kalek returned to that cave the creatures were gone. From that day he searched for those vampires with wings and leathery skin, he never heard anything about them for two years, but one day he heard a rumor of a vampire evolution that was spotted somewhere in Akavir so he set off and thats where we begin.
Skooma Kills!
OOC:
IGN:Jecl23j38
Age:16
Why us?:I've never really played on roleplay servers before and this one seemed like a good one to try out. I love Skyrim and Minecraft, so a game with both seemed like a good idea.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: No.
Define Role-Playing in your words: Two or more people playing roles in a story.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Your character suddenly knowing something they didn't learn themself.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Giving absolutes in a situation so your character can win or grief.
IC:
Name: Jecl
Nickname: None
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Race: Nord
Appearance: Muscular, tall, and dark-headed. Dark brown eyes. Has a few scars on his body, like across his chest and one over his right eye.
Personality: A kindly soul that likes to wander the land, fighting bandits and thugs alike. He's seen his fair share of monsters in his day, and he's a skilled swordsman. He has never searched for a wife, as he doesn't feel ready to leave his wandering lifestyle behind in order to settle down.
In-game RP example: "Are you threatening me?" Jecl rumbled, eyeing the man before him. "So what if I am?" the man replied, his hand resting lightly on the hilt of his handaxe. "If you are, then I think you're making a mistake," Jecl said, shifting a bit in his chair. His cup of mead was now forgotten on the table. "A mistake? The only mistake I see, old man, is you comin' in here to bust our chops," the thug sneered. He hardly got a chance to finish. Jecl grabbed his sword and jumped out of his chair, making the thug yelp and cower away. "I thought so," Jecl said grimly, returning to his mead.
Background: Jecl's childhood was a simple one. He lived as an only child with his parents until the age of sixteen, where he headed off to war. After returning from the war, where he had been injured too badly to continue (giving him the large scar across his chest), Jecl sought a peaceful life alone, not wanting much company, save for that of his trusted sword. Unable to stand Skyrim, he decided to head to a new land. He took a boat to Akavir. He tried to settle down in a typical 'cabin in the woods' setting, but bandits plundered his home on a regular occasion. Fed up with them, he moved further north, only to see the same sorts of things everywhere he went. Unable to stand the abuse of the people, he became a wandering mercenary, determined to protect anyone he came across from the terror that was wayside bandits and thugs.
IGN:megamario211 Age:14 Why us?:role playing looks like it is very fun and i played alot of skyrim so why not go on a roleplaying skyrim server? Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?:no Define Role-Playing in your words: acting but making you own lines your own script yet never scripted and to gain control over another persona Define Meta-gaming in your words:using information that your character doesnt know Define Power-gaming in your words:always pushing the odds in you favor as if you can do anything
IC Name: Jake Nickname: none Age: 22 Gender: male Race: nord
Appearance:174cm high,beigh color'ed skin,blue eyes, wearing iron armor,blond hair with a large blond beard,welding a bronze long sword and wearing leather shoes
Personality: jake is a very adventure'as nord who is always willing to give a helping hand and searches for adventure constantly yet at time's his overconfidense gets to him
In-game RP example: Jake's Father: will you light a torch son? Jake: ok *Jake attepts to lights a torch* *torch lights* Jake's Father: ah that's better come on this way Jake: do you think its down here father? Father: Im certain it is *Jake's Father hears a click* Jake's Father: look out! *Jake and his Father attempt to dodge and arrow trap* *Jake sucsesfuly dodges* Jake's Father sucsesfuly dodges* Jake: that was close *after half an hour of adveturing Jake and his father make it to there goal* Jake's Father: here it is the Family's crest you know what you have to do Jake: yes *jake starts walking to the crest and touches it* Jake's Father: good job son Background:my life as a kid was quite normal nothing was bad nothing was perfect my my mother is a farmer and my father is a merchant both of them have blond hair and both of them are nord's. there wherent very many kids in the town and I didnt have many freinds so I mostly kept to myself and played with my toy and did my chours. at the age of 12 I wanted to go on an adventure not caring the risk's or the rewards just something different from my boring everyday life not even caring if death or dismemberment came to me. then at the age of 14 I left home to search for the adventure I long dreamed of. but before I left my Mother give's me a bronze sword and then sends me on my way. for 4 years I adventured finding a little bit of loot and treasure on my adventure. while I was in town geting some supply's the shop keeper asked if i was and adveturer i told him i was after that he said " i heard there was a land called Akavir filled with treasure and adventure so if your looking for adventure it would be in your best bet to go there". I relized that this was the adventure i had always dreamed of and packed my bags and made way for Akavir. and thats where my true quest began.
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The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
5/14/2012
Posts:
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Member Details
OOC: IGN:miguel62 Age:14 Why us?:because I Wanna See If I Really feel the Elser Scrolls Experience Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?:Yes Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples)A Place where u can be wat u have always wanted to be Define Meta-gaming in your words:Your charactor can't know what he hasn't learned in-game yet. Define Power-gaming in your words:Killing or controlling other players without them acting it out.
IC: Name:HawkSusk Nickname: Hawk Age:14 Gender:Male Race:Demon Squire
Appearance:HawkSusk Has A Evil Look to him as well He has a scar on his back and across his right eye a mohawl for hair and shaved bear
Personality:Nice But Anger
In-game RP example:Hello My Name Is HawkSusk I Have Come From My Home To Find A Better Life, For My Home Is a Cursed Hell Hole
Background: I Lived In Hell Serving The Dark Lord I Got Tired Of This I Had To Make A Stand Desperately I Tried To Destroy The Dark Lord He Was Too Powerful I Conviced Other People In Hell To Help Me Pretty Soon There Was An All-Out War Between Us Both When The Battle Was Over We Came Out Victorious RIght When I was Gonna Land The Finishing Blow He Opened A Portal That Threw Me Into The Overworld But Instead Of Landing In A Grassy Place I Landed In A Town Known As AKAVIR If I Didnt get Back to My Realm I Would Start Dying Destroying Everything In Anger I Accidently Landed A Fatal Blow On An Innocent But When That Happened I Felt My Energy Surge through me So I Know Know How To live And I Have to Make the most of this new world
Why us?: I love the elder scrolls, and most other elder scrolls rp have failed wanna try this one.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Yes
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) To act as someone else and do what you think they would do based of there beliefs and morals.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Knowing out a character details such as name, job, allignment, or something they have done that you did not witness yourself.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Being overpowered. Example: Kalek Pulled out his sword and began to slice through hordes of draugr as they surround him he casts a fireball killing 50.
IC:
Name: Kalek
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Altmer
Appearance: Fiery orange hair that fall just passed his pointy ears, Intelligent green eyes, Wheres alot of blue and gold, Standing roughly 6' 3" tall, broad shoulders, and well toned body suited for combat, while not over bulky like them orcs.
Personality: Can be cocky at points, Has potential as a leader though his true ambition is to study the creature known as vampires and study their full extent of power. Has a hate for the orcs and their rash ways.
In-game RP example: Kalek creeped through the cave knife in hand, garlic in the other (silly myth he heard) "Aldi do you smell that?" said a creature farther up, "What?" the creature called Aldi responded "I smell........ Elf" He turned suddenly to where Kalek was hiding and began to walk over step, by step. Kalek began to sweat, fear rose in his throat, *Am i doing to die here? Why now?*
Background: Kalek always had an interest in the beasts around him, he would study them and record what he found in his notebooks, by the time he was eight he had mounds of notebooks filled with pictures, notes, though he had all these notebooks what creature really interested him were the vampires. When he was ten Kalek apprenticed under a vampire hunter by the name of Crode and they traveled the land hunter the creatures together for 10 years, when Kalek was 18 him and his master were following a particularly feral group of vampires and Crode was rash and rushed ahead of Kalek falling into the vampires trap, when Kalek found Crode he was sucked dry of blood something more vampire then man standing over it with wings and leathery gray skin, Kalek ran as fast as he could out of the cavern and into the day, the creature hissed from the shadows "You didnt see anything...." And seemed to float back into the cavern. Later when Kalek returned to that cave the creatures were gone. From that day he searched for those vampires with wings and leathery skin, he never heard anything about them for two years, but one day he heard a rumor of a vampire evolution that was spotted somewhere in Akavir so he set off and thats where we begin.
Shrooma Kills!
Been looking for a while for a server like this so here goes nothing :3
OOC: IGN:CyanicAcid Age:18 Why us?: I love the elder scrolls and I love role playing and seeing as how the The Elder Scrolls Online is a far ways off, why not you? Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: No (never been on the site) Define Role-Playing in your words: People having fun pretending to be in a world they're not and making it as real as they can. Define Meta-gaming in your words: Acting in game like you have knowledge of some aspect that your character should not know yet (like character names that he hasn't been introduced to yet). Define Power-gaming in your words: God modding. It's mean, it sucks, it takes out all the fun from roleplaying, and people shouldn't do it.
IC: Name: Arannir Nickname: N/A Age:29 Gender: Male Race: Bosmer (wood elf)
Appearance: Has long unkempt hair. Rather short (or average height for a bosmer) with an unusually thin frame. His body is adorned by tattoos that resemble the patterns formed by the bark of large tress. Typically found wearing a simple leather tunic, pants, and shoes however, when he goes hunting (or if he expects combat), he has a full set of studded leather armor to use.
Personality: Very mild mannered and easy to get along with. He does become fiercely supportive of both the Kajiit and hunting (as a sport) however. He's not a fighter at heart but not really a pacifist either. He just fights when it's necessary.
In-game RP example: Kajiit Merchant: This one is impressed with your catch as usual. A hunter respects his own. Arannir: Flattery will only get you so far my friend. Each pelt is still 50 septims apiece. Kajiit Merchant: Of course, I would never try to outsmart the hunter. Listen Arannir, you've done a great service for this one and many others and none can deny your talent. A caravan is going to try to establish a route to Akavir. Arannir: The continent in the East!? Kahiit Merchant: I will not lie in saying that it's likely a task for the foolhardy and the reckless, but these are qualities that you have easily met, no? If death's embrace is not something you fear, you should go inquire as to joining them. It's Anak's caravan, current stationed in the town to the North. They could use a good hunter.
Background: (I apologize in advance for any mistakes I make in lore. I am well versed in TeS lore but not perfect.) Arannir was born to a well off Bosmer family during the rise of the Second Aldmeri Dominion. He grew up appreciating all the typical loves of a wood elf, including nature, freedom, but had an unnatural talent for the hunt. Arannir could count himself among the greatest archers and hunters of Valenwood by the remarkable age of 16.
By this time, the war between the Aldmeri Dominion and the Empire had geared up to its climax and due to his skill, the Atmer were pressuring Arannir to join their cause due to his prowess and made it more than clear that his family would be in the next purge should he not. Arannir was not a fan of killing (sentient beings) for the sake of killing however. He claimed it was completely different from the art of hunting. War was merely the task of slaughtering those who were too preoccupied with slaughtering others to defend themselves. Arannir fortunately discovered a loophole in the Atmer's requests. He could join the war effort, just avoid killing for it. He continued to hunt but this time he would hunt to sell the skins instead of re-purposing them for his own and his family's own needs. He sold skins, pelts, and cured leather products to the travelling Kajiit caravans and donated all the money he didn't need to survive to the Atmer. While the Atmer would have certainly preferred that Arannir fight for them, they could not deny (at least in the back of their minds) that he hunted and cured such high quality leather and skins that he had become a reliable source of funds for soldiers heading out to the front.
As the signing of the White-Gold Concordant came along, the Atmer ceased their threats and slowed their purges on the Bosmer since they had to focus on maintaining control in their border provinces and within the Empire, particularly in Skyrim. Arannir continued to hunt and trade with the Kajiit even without the immediate threat of his family's life over him. During the war, he had formed close ties with many of the caravans and agreed to travel with them to not only supply them with pelts to sell, but also as a guard. Arannir would not go out looking for men and mer to kill, but if they threatened him or his friends (many of whom were Kajiit) he had no issue slaying them. Eventually, Arannir started following the caravans far from his home in Valenwood. Not only because it provided him with an ample amount of septims, but also because it gave him a sense of freedom and hope that he would one day travel to a land free from Thalmor influence.
He finally got his chance when he caught word while in Hammerfell that one of the caravans was going to attempt to start a route with the Akaviri. Despite being acutely aware of the dangers, that the continent in the East is known for, the chance to make his fortune and his freedom in a land completely unaffected by the Aldmeri Dominion is a chance too good to pass up.
IGN:Clone979
Age:15
Why Us?:Well because i've searched the internet for the perfect rpg but they all came up short so this server apeals to my gaming because of all the openess in and around this world.
Have you voted for us:Yes
Define Role-Playing:This is when we take on the life of our great mind and become our own legend in the great fantasy worlds.
Define Meta-gaming:Meta-gaming is a broad term usually used to define any strategy, action or method used in a game which transcends a prescribed ruleset, uses external factors to affect the game, or goes beyond the supposed limits or environment set by the game. Another definition refers to the game universe outside of the game itself.
Define Power-gaming:This is when a player goes mad with op power cuasing lots of trouble with methods that no one else in the game can use.
Name: Micoony
Age:24
Gender:Male
Race:Nord
Appearence:He wears light iron armor with red banding to cover his face and body from scars.
Personality:He keeps to himself living out in the wilderness only venturing out when someone needs help or he needs items, but he is very kind and generous to those who help him or need help, when crossed he will never stop until vengenace is dealt.
rp example:'walks into tavern, sees dark elf'
"what are you doing here"
'elf looks at him' "what?"
"this place is for NORDS ONLY!"
'stabs elf in neck'
'leaves bartender with bag of gold in hand'
'Laughs as he leaves'
Background:Micoony Was born in Skyrim in the harsh wilderness of the Pale, but with his father, a hardened imperial captin he was kept safe until one night the dark brotherhood was paid to kill him, so he ran and stayed alone at age 16 in the wilds of the huge city of soiltude he set out on making his father proud by becoming a ranger and seeking out his fathers killers, but to no avil. Unable to find his fathers killers he left for the ilses of Akavir in search of penance and glory on his own, he will stay in his natural envirovment and will fight to survive killing wild beasts for food and for money in the villiages dotted around the lands. He continues his fathers passion of a litte camp in the wilds. He can live alone and be at peace with the worlds, but the times in Akavir has caused him the take up arms for the goood of his land, or for the right price.
He began his journey in Akavir after failing to find the dark brotherhood, because whats a man without a cause. His passion to live in a completly hidden place edged him to leave skyrim and search for new lands. Akavir, the beautiful lands, great people and lots of adventure in every corner, Micoony could not resist until camp was set up far out of prying eyes. He continues today as a silent man, assassin for hire or as a bodyguard. Only Akavir can keep his gold coming in and his enemy list growing.
You seem like you could use some help, Bocaj. I thought about applying for a Whitelister, personally, but I don't know how to whitelist in the first place, nor do I think I could find the time.
Just thought I'd complement you on your hard work! You do so much whitelisting... X3
OOC: IGN:yimmya Age:14 Why us?: Uhhh Google told me to. Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Changing what you are like to act as someone different Define Meta-gaming in your words: using knowledge to help your character when they shouldn't know it. Define Power-gaming in your words: doing something and not letting the other person stop you like *Bob chops of billys head*
IC: Name: Aldari Nickname: (Optional) Age: 34 Gender: male Race:High Elf Appearance: Yellow skin, White hair and black robes Personality: Annoying, snobbish, Self centered and mean In-game RP example: (Include dialog) I cant really have a conversation or rp thing with my self but ill try. I see someone secretly worshiping Talos. " What are you doing nord?" I would look down at the nord. "Im not doing anything leave me alone elf ". " your going to prison nord for a very long time" Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) Aldari was born in the Summerset isles among the High elven people taught to be a leader among other races. He was taugh the ways of magic and how to be a sorcerer. When he was 15 he went with other high elves to Cyrodil to learn about the empire and fight them.
When Aldari turned 20 he went out searching for those who would offend the high elven people and destroying them. He heard of people going to the land of Akavir and not very many elves have been. Aldari organised to use a boat with the high elves and go to the land of Akavir and claim it for the elves. 11 years passed and a boat arrived taking people to Akavir Aldari disguised himself as a normal traveller and bought a ride to Akavir.
OOC: IGN: Pr1M3T1M3 Age:14 Why us?: I have always enjoyed playing the TES series of games, and I thought that joining a server based on the lore of Akavir in Minecraft would be a good idea. Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: No Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) It is assuming the role of a character and abiding by the rules presented by the world at hand Define Meta-gaming in your words:Metagaming is using information not known to the player’s character to give him a motive or advantage, in other words, using OOC knowledge in RP. Define Power-gaming in your words: Powergaming is giving another RPer no choice in an action done to them or making yourself overpowered.
IC: Name: Daniel Antoine Nickname: None Age:25 Gender: Male Race:Nord Appearance: Shaggy brown hair, Brown Eyes, peach skin, black shirt and brown/leather pants with a satchel slung along his shoulder and remnants of a broken artifact strapped to his back Personality: Is curious and intelligent, but can devolve into an almost brutish state if the lives of him or his friends are threatened. He lives for the thrill of hunting and adventure, even the darkest caves and crypts are but an opportunity. In-game RP example: Setting: A crowded bar, the drunken early hours of the morning Bartender:“I’m sorry sir, but I’m going to have to ask you to leave.” Drunkard: “What’s it to you? I’m here and throwing you my money ain’t I?” Bartender: “You’re disturbing the other customers. Might I remind you that you’re with other patrons.” Drunkard: “Bah, who cares? They’re all idiots anyway.” Adventurer: *Stands up* “Yeah, you’re leaving. GET OUT.” Drunkard: “Look at you! Big and scary huh?” Adventurer: *Attempts to punch at Drunkard’s head* Drunkard: *Attempts to avoid swing, falls over in doing so* Adventurer: *Tries to grab Drunkard by his shirt* Drunkard: *Kicks barstool over and hastily scrambles out the door* Adventurer: “Hmph. Typical.”
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) Daniel was a Nord born in his native country of Skyrim, as has come to be the norm. He lived out in a cabin near Falkreath, with his two parents. He didn't spend too much time with his parents, (as well as not having any other relatives) named Yolnda and Jasvir, as they're main goal in raising him was to be independent, and make a name for himself in Skyrim, other than learning specific family skills. Being in this forested area, he got the chance to explore the wilds early on, venturing out on his own, collecting plants, insects, and various abandoned items. He earned a skill of hunting early on, being taught by his father how to support himself in the wild, as well as the basics of the sword. Growing up, he began to use his exploration skills to see what was under Skyrim. Dungeons, crypts, caves, tombs, nothing was off limits to him. He did have a few run ins with necromancers and draugrs, but as he honed his skill with the sword, this was less and less of a problem.
He was so confident with his swordsmanship and survival prowess, that he signed himself up as a sellsword, eager for worthy warriors to fight against. When one of his contracts turned out to be the murder of an innocent, he was mortified, and left the business for good. He felt tainted in Skyrim, haunted by his actions and his foolishness. He wanted to leave...but where? It didn’t matter. He went to his parents home for a final goodbye, with an unexpected result. They gave him a family heirloom, what appeared to be a sword, or, what was left of it. It had been called the Espada Azul, passed down for years in the family, and to Daniel it was given in hopes that he could restore it to its former glory.He went to merchants and smithers all over Skyrim, all of them unable to find out what would bring the pieces together, as conventional methods wouldn’t work. This is where Daniel got a fateful tip from one of the best smiths, that the sword is of a rare akavirian metal. And that there may be hope yet, on a continent far away. Hope...in Akavir.
"Skooma Kills!"
DENIED You are not aloud to arrive in Akavir with weaponry. Also I'm pretty sure you cant have "back-story" weapons.
Why us?: I love the elder scrolls, and most other elder scrolls rp have failed wanna try this one.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Yes
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) To act as someone else and do what you think they would do based of there beliefs and morals.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Knowing out a character details such as name, job, allignment, or something they have done that you did not witness yourself.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Being overpowered. Example: Kalek Pulled out his sword and began to slice through hordes of draugr as they surround him he casts a fireball killing 50.
IC:
Name: Kalek
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Altmer
Appearance: Fiery orange hair that fall just passed his pointy ears, Intelligent green eyes, Wheres alot of blue and gold, Standing roughly 6' 3" tall, broad shoulders, and well toned body suited for combat, while not over bulky like them orcs.
Personality: Can be cocky at points, Has potential as a leader though his true ambition is to study the creature known as vampires and study their full extent of power. Has a hate for the orcs and their rash ways.
In-game RP example: Kalek creeped through the cave knife in hand, garlic in the other (silly myth he heard) "Aldi do you smell that?" said a creature farther up, "What?" the creature called Aldi responded "I smell........ Elf" He turned suddenly to where Kalek was hiding and began to walk over step, by step. Kalek began to sweat, fear rose in his throat, *Am i doing to die here? Why now?*
Background: Kalek always had an interest in the beasts around him, he would study them and record what he found in his notebooks, by the time he was eight he had mounds of notebooks filled with pictures, notes, though he had all these notebooks what creature really interested him were the vampires. When he was ten Kalek apprenticed under a vampire hunter by the name of Crode and they traveled the land hunter the creatures together for 10 years, when Kalek was 18 him and his master were following a particularly feral group of vampires and Crode was rash and rushed ahead of Kalek falling into the vampires trap, when Kalek found Crode he was sucked dry of blood something more vampire then man standing over it with wings and leathery gray skin, Kalek ran as fast as he could out of the cavern and into the day, the creature hissed from the shadows "You didnt see anything...." And seemed to float back into the cavern. Later when Kalek returned to that cave the creatures were gone. From that day he searched for those vampires with wings and leathery skin, he never heard anything about them for two years, but one day he heard a rumor of a vampire evolution that was spotted somewhere in Akavir so he set off and thats where we begin.
Skooma Kills!
OOC:
IGN:Jecl23j38
Age:16
Why us?:I've never really played on roleplay servers before and this one seemed like a good one to try out. I love Skyrim and Minecraft, so a game with both seemed like a good idea.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: No.
Define Role-Playing in your words: Two or more people playing roles in a story.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Your character suddenly knowing something they didn't learn themself.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Giving absolutes in a situation so your character can win or grief.
IC:
Name: Jecl
Nickname: None
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Race: Nord
Appearance: Muscular, tall, and dark-headed. Dark brown eyes. Has a few scars on his body, like across his chest and one over his right eye.
Personality: A kindly soul that likes to wander the land, fighting bandits and thugs alike. He's seen his fair share of monsters in his day, and he's a skilled swordsman. He has never searched for a wife, as he doesn't feel ready to leave his wandering lifestyle behind in order to settle down.
In-game RP example: "Are you threatening me?" Jecl rumbled, eyeing the man before him. "So what if I am?" the man replied, his hand resting lightly on the hilt of his handaxe. "If you are, then I think you're making a mistake," Jecl said, shifting a bit in his chair. His cup of mead was now forgotten on the table. "A mistake? The only mistake I see, old man, is you comin' in here to bust our chops," the thug sneered. He hardly got a chance to finish. Jecl grabbed his sword and jumped out of his chair, making the thug yelp and cower away. "I thought so," Jecl said grimly, returning to his mead.
Background: Jecl's childhood was a simple one. He lived as an only child with his parents until the age of sixteen, where he headed off to war. After returning from the war, where he had been injured too badly to continue (giving him the large scar across his chest), Jecl sought a peaceful life alone, not wanting much company, save for that of his trusted sword. Unable to stand Skyrim, he decided to head to a new land. He took a boat to Akavir. He tried to settle down in a typical 'cabin in the woods' setting, but bandits plundered his home on a regular occasion. Fed up with them, he moved further north, only to see the same sorts of things everywhere he went. Unable to stand the abuse of the people, he became a wandering mercenary, determined to protect anyone he came across from the terror that was wayside bandits and thugs.
Skooma Kills.
Not exactly what I meant but i guess its alright ACCEPTED
IGN:megamario211 Age:14 Why us?:role playing looks like it is very fun and i played alot of skyrim so why not go on a roleplaying skyrim server? Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?:no Define Role-Playing in your words: acting but making you own lines your own script yet never scripted and to gain control over another persona Define Meta-gaming in your words:using information that your character doesnt know Define Power-gaming in your words:always pushing the odds in you favor as if you can do anything
IC Name: Jake Nickname: none Age: 22 Gender: male Race: nord
Appearance:174cm high,beigh color'ed skin,blue eyes, wearing iron armor,blond hair with a large blond beard,welding a bronze long sword and wearing leather shoes
Personality: jake is a very adventure'as nord who is always willing to give a helping hand and searches for adventure constantly yet at time's his overconfidense gets to him
In-game RP example: Jake's Father: will you light a torch son? Jake: ok *Jake attepts to lights a torch* *torch lights* Jake's Father: ah that's better come on this way Jake: do you think its down here father? Father: Im certain it is *Jake's Father hears a click* Jake's Father: look out! *Jake and his Father attempt to dodge and arrow trap* *Jake sucsesfuly dodges* Jake's Father sucsesfuly dodges* Jake: that was close *after half an hour of adveturing Jake and his father make it to there goal* Jake's Father: here it is the Family's crest you know what you have to do Jake: yes *jake starts walking to the crest and touches it* Jake's Father: good job son Background:my life as a kid was quite normal nothing was bad nothing was perfect my my mother is a farmer and my father is a merchant both of them have blond hair and both of them are nord's. there wherent very many kids in the town and I didnt have many freinds so I mostly kept to myself and played with my toy and did my chours. at the age of 12 I wanted to go on an adventure not caring the risk's or the rewards just something different from my boring everyday life not even caring if death or dismemberment came to me. then at the age of 14 I left home to search for the adventure I long dreamed of. but before I left my Mother give's me a bronze sword and then sends me on my way. for 4 years I adventured finding a little bit of loot and treasure on my adventure. while I was in town geting some supply's the shop keeper asked if i was and adveturer i told him i was after that he said " i heard there was a land called Akavir filled with treasure and adventure so if your looking for adventure it would be in your best bet to go there". I relized that this was the adventure i had always dreamed of and packed my bags and made way for Akavir. and thats where my true quest began.
Skooma kills!
Alright remember you will not be given the said sword from your story. You wont start with anything. But your ACCEPTED
OOC: IGN:miguel62 Age:14 Why us?:because I Wanna See If I Really feel the Elser Scrolls Experience Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?:Yes Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples)A Place where u can be wat u have always wanted to be Define Meta-gaming in your words:Your charactor can't know what he hasn't learned in-game yet. Define Power-gaming in your words:Killing or controlling other players without them acting it out.
IC: Name:HawkSusk Nickname: Hawk Age:14 Gender:Male Race:Demon Squire
Appearance:HawkSusk Has A Evil Look to him as well He has a scar on his back and across his right eye a mohawl for hair and shaved bear
Personality:Nice But Anger
In-game RP example:Hello My Name Is HawkSusk I Have Come From My Home To Find A Better Life, For My Home Is a Cursed Hell Hole
Background: I Lived In Hell Serving The Dark Lord I Got Tired Of This I Had To Make A Stand Desperately I Tried To Destroy The Dark Lord He Was Too Powerful I Conviced Other People In Hell To Help Me Pretty Soon There Was An All-Out War Between Us Both When The Battle Was Over We Came Out Victorious RIght When I was Gonna Land The Finishing Blow He Opened A Portal That Threw Me Into The Overworld But Instead Of Landing In A Grassy Place I Landed In A Town Known As AKAVIR If I Didnt get Back to My Realm I Would Start Dying Destroying Everything In Anger I Accidently Landed A Fatal Blow On An Innocent But When That Happened I Felt My Energy Surge through me So I Know Know How To live And I Have to Make the most of this new world
Been looking for a while for a server like this so here goes nothing :3
OOC: IGN:CyanicAcid Age:18 Why us?: I love the elder scrolls and I love role playing and seeing as how the The Elder Scrolls Online is a far ways off, why not you? Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: No (never been on the site) Define Role-Playing in your words: People having fun pretending to be in a world they're not and making it as real as they can. Define Meta-gaming in your words: Acting in game like you have knowledge of some aspect that your character should not know yet (like character names that he hasn't been introduced to yet). Define Power-gaming in your words: God modding. It's mean, it sucks, it takes out all the fun from roleplaying, and people shouldn't do it.
IC: Name: Arannir Nickname: N/A Age:29 Gender: Male Race: Bosmer (wood elf)
Appearance: Has long unkempt hair. Rather short (or average height for a bosmer) with an unusually thin frame. His body is adorned by tattoos that resemble the patterns formed by the bark of large tress. Typically found wearing a simple leather tunic, pants, and shoes however, when he goes hunting (or if he expects combat), he has a full set of studded leather armor to use.
Personality: Very mild mannered and easy to get along with. He does become fiercely supportive of both the Kajiit and hunting (as a sport) however. He's not a fighter at heart but not really a pacifist either. He just fights when it's necessary.
In-game RP example: Kajiit Merchant: This one is impressed with your catch as usual. A hunter respects his own. Arannir: Flattery will only get you so far my friend. Each pelt is still 50 septims apiece. Kajiit Merchant: Of course, I would never try to outsmart the hunter. Listen Arannir, you've done a great service for this one and many others and none can deny your talent. A caravan is going to try to establish a route to Akavir. Arannir: The continent in the East!? Kahiit Merchant: I will not lie in saying that it's likely a task for the foolhardy and the reckless, but these are qualities that you have easily met, no? If death's embrace is not something you fear, you should go inquire as to joining them. It's Anak's caravan, current stationed in the town to the North. They could use a good hunter.
Background: (I apologize in advance for any mistakes I make in lore. I am well versed in TeS lore but not perfect.) Arannir was born to a well off Bosmer family during the rise of the Second Aldmeri Dominion. He grew up appreciating all the typical loves of a wood elf, including nature, freedom, but had an unnatural talent for the hunt. Arannir could count himself among the greatest archers and hunters of Valenwood by the remarkable age of 16.
By this time, the war between the Aldmeri Dominion and the Empire had geared up to its climax and due to his skill, the Atmer were pressuring Arannir to join their cause due to his prowess and made it more than clear that his family would be in the next purge should he not. Arannir was not a fan of killing (sentient beings) for the sake of killing however. He claimed it was completely different from the art of hunting. War was merely the task of slaughtering those who were too preoccupied with slaughtering others to defend themselves. Arannir fortunately discovered a loophole in the Atmer's requests. He could join the war effort, just avoid killing for it. He continued to hunt but this time he would hunt to sell the skins instead of re-purposing them for his own and his family's own needs. He sold skins, pelts, and cured leather products to the travelling Kajiit caravans and donated all the money he didn't need to survive to the Atmer. While the Atmer would have certainly preferred that Arannir fight for them, they could not deny (at least in the back of their minds) that he hunted and cured such high quality leather and skins that he had become a reliable source of funds for soldiers heading out to the front.
As the signing of the White-Gold Concordant came along, the Atmer ceased their threats and slowed their purges on the Bosmer since they had to focus on maintaining control in their border provinces and within the Empire, particularly in Skyrim. Arannir continued to hunt and trade with the Kajiit even without the immediate threat of his family's life over him. During the war, he had formed close ties with many of the caravans and agreed to travel with them to not only supply them with pelts to sell, but also as a guard. Arannir would not go out looking for men and mer to kill, but if they threatened him or his friends (many of whom were Kajiit) he had no issue slaying them. Eventually, Arannir started following the caravans far from his home in Valenwood. Not only because it provided him with an ample amount of septims, but also because it gave him a sense of freedom and hope that he would one day travel to a land free from Thalmor influence.
He finally got his chance when he caught word while in Hammerfell that one of the caravans was going to attempt to start a route with the Akaviri. Despite being acutely aware of the dangers, that the continent in the East is known for, the chance to make his fortune and his freedom in a land completely unaffected by the Aldmeri Dominion is a chance too good to pass up.
SKOOMA KILLS
DENIED Your powergaming definition is wrong. Look at past apps if you have trouble. I just want to point a few things out. 1.You spelled Altmer wrong lol 2. The Great War which i believe you refer too in this app happened around a hundred years ago. The server lore and such is eighty years after the events in Skyrim. So keep those things in mind when you fix your app and you should be good to go on your next try.
IGN:Clone979
Age:15
Why Us?:Well because i've searched the internet for the perfect rpg but they all came up short so this server apeals to my gaming because of all the openess in and around this world.
Have you voted for us:Yes
Define Role-Playing:This is when we take on the life of our great mind and become our own legend in the great fantasy worlds.
Define Meta-gaming:Meta-gaming is a broad term usually used to define any strategy, action or method used in a game which transcends a prescribed ruleset, uses external factors to affect the game, or goes beyond the supposed limits or environment set by the game. Another definition refers to the game universe outside of the game itself.
Define Power-gaming:This is when a player goes mad with op power cuasing lots of trouble with methods that no one else in the game can use.
Name: Micoony
Age:24
Gender:Male
Race:Nord
Appearence:He wears light iron armor weilding a short sword and a long bow.
Personality:He keeps to himself living out in the wilderness only venturing out when someone needs help or he needs items, but he is very kind and generous to those who help him or need help, when crossed he will never stop until vengenace is dealt.
Background:Micoony Was born in Skyrim in the harsh wilderness of the Pale, but with his farther, a hardened imperial captin he was kept safe until the dragons came back.they Killed his father in the attack of whiterun so left alone at age 14 in the wilds of the huge city of soiltude he set out on making his father proud by becoming a ranger and helping the impeials fight back the Stormcloaks, but when it was over he left for the ilses of Akavir in search of penance and glory on his own, he will stay in his natural envirovment and will fight to survive killing wild beasts for food and for money in the villiages dotted around the lands. He continues his farthers passion of a litte camp in the wilds so he can live alone and be at peace with the worlds, but the times in Akavir has cused him the take up arms for the goood of his land, or for the right price.
DENIED Please read the rules. You need to add a lot to your appearance. Also the events of Skyrim happened 80 years ago. So keep that in mind when fixing your application.
OOC: IGN:yimmya Age:14 Why us?: Uhhh Google told me to. Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Changing what you are like to act as someone different Define Meta-gaming in your words: using knowledge to help your character when they shouldn't know it. Define Power-gaming in your words: doing something and not letting the other person stop you like *Bob chops of billys head*
IC: Name: Aldari Nickname: (Optional) Age: 34 Gender: male Race:High Elf Appearance: Yellow skin, White hair and black robes Personality: Annoying, snobbish, Self centered and mean In-game RP example: (Include dialog) I cant really have a conversation or rp thing with my self but ill try. I see someone secretly worshiping Talos. " What are you doing nord?" I would look down at the nord. "Im not doing anything leave me alone elf ". " your going to prison nord for a very long time" Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) Aldari was born in the Summerset isles among the High elven people taught to be a leader among other races. He was taugh the ways of magic and how to be a sorcerer. When he was 15 he went with other high elves to Cyrodil to learn about the empire and fight them.
When Aldari turned 20 he went out searching for those who would offend the high elven people and destroying them. He heard of people going to the land of Akavir and not very many elves have been. Aldari organised to use a boat with the high elves and go to the land of Akavir and claim it for the elves. 11 years passed and a boat arrived taking people to Akavir Aldari disguised himself as a normal traveller and bought a ride to Akavir.
DENIED You just need to add more detail to your appearance,personality, and backstory. Also go back and read the rules.
Im glad we will finally have a Elf supremecist. xD
14 to 20 hours a week (although I am in high school, and will have homework)
Why us?:
I've played Minecraft since alpha 1.3, I Role play almost every week in games such as Pathfinder and Dungeons and Dragons. I can sadly tell you almost all of the lore of Runscape. Although I don't own many on the Elder Scrolls games, I can still manage to follow along with the present lore. And I am a faithful Minecrafter, and will stay with a server for quite some time. Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?:
No, but I plan to immediatly. Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples)
Acting in character in a while reacting to different events relating to you or your environment. Define Meta-gaming in your words:
Using prior or out of character knowledge to get an advantage over others Define Power-gaming in your words:
Being unrealistic, or overly powerful, and/or using that power to control others.
IC: Name:
Qa'Thengil Nickname: (Optional)
Thengil Age:
Unknown Gender:
Male Race:
Khajiit Appearance:
Gray dusty fur, with speckles of black, the color of coal dust, Scars covering almost all of his body, but most are only visible on his face with ears having to many gashes to count. Dawn gray leather tunic with clay brown pants sturdy leather boots, and no visible weapons Personality:
Very untrusting to any of the human races, extremely vengeful mostly anti-social, and untrusting of others, people leave him alone, and he prefers it that way In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
[Qa'thengil] "move aside human, I do not wish to quarrel with you."
[human commoner] *steps down from the path.* "but where are you heading? it will soon be nightfall and the nearest town is behind you!"
[Qa'thengil] *stares suspiciously at the annoying human* "to retrieve what I have lost."
[commoner] "what is it that you are seeking?"
[Qa'thengil] "you have no need to know what I seek, Begone!]
[commoner] "yes but where are you heading?"
[Qa'Thengil] *starts walking away, but looks over his shoulder* "To Akavir!"
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.)
He doesn't know how he learned magic, after spending the most of his life locked in damp cell where no sunlight ever reaches. and getting tortured, and experimented on, he does not know all the horrible kinds of magic they put him though. most of the time he wished to die, wanted to die, but he could not let those humans get the sick satisfaction of "putting him down" he doesn't even remember how it happened, As they were coming to get him he snapped. When he woke, he found the jailers that had come to retrieve him horribly mutilated, he knew he had done it, but what had they done to him? He scavenged what he could from them and charged down to one of the few places he had ever know. right into the circular torturer chamber, and into the very people who had done him the most harm. felt his blood boil and a feeling of immense power surge through him, an arc of fire burst from his arm and pierced the an unsuspecting human. The other humans were quick to react, but not quick enough, as they started for the lone khajjit a ring of fire burst from the prisoner and quickly drowned them in flames. The khajjit, exhausted and light-headed, staggered up the lone spiral staircase out of his hell hole. The sunlight was blinding, even with his eyes closed it burned. he stumbled aimlessly until he could go no further. by a stroke of luck a group of Dunmer merchants watched him stumble out of a crevice in a rocky cliff.
Now almost two years late, he yearns for the power that he seemingly lost when he came into the light. he has traveled many places, and even gotten a name for himself, they call him Qa'Thengil the "unknown man" he stay away from even the smell of humans, for he would often quarrel with natives of his "homeland" he has tried many times to bring forth the wonderful power which overwhelmed him in his grave time on need, but he cannot produce the slightest flicker of flames. He has been many places in trying to restore his magic, and nothing has helped so far. now there is a new place he has heard of, Akavir, when he feels he is sure to find what was lost. and now he is nearly there. Akavir awaits!
OOC: Second app IGN:yimmya Age:14 Why us?: Uhhh Google told me to. Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Changing what you are like to act as someone different Define Meta-gaming in your words: using knowledge to help your character when they shouldn't know it. Define Power-gaming in your words: doing something and not letting the other person stop you like *Bob chops of billys head*
IC: Name: Aldari Nickname: (Optional) Age: 34 Gender: male Race:High Elf
Appearance: Yellow skin, White hair and black robes with some white stripes and grey parts. And a hood Personality: Aldari only has respect for other high elves. To other races he is snobbish ignorant and cruel. He acts as like ruler when with other races and will try to punish people who deny what he says, Just a normal High elf personality. In-game RP example: (Include dialog) I cant really have a conversation or rp thing with my self but ill try. I see someone secretly worshiping Talos. " What are you doing nord?" I would look down at the nord. "Im not doing anything leave me alone elf ". " your going to prison for a very long time" Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) Aldari was born in the Summerset isles among the High elven people taught to be a leader among other races. He was taught the ways of magic and how to be a sorcerer. When he was 15 he went with other high elves to Cyrodil to learn about the empire and fight them. He then traveled around Tamriel with a group of high elves learning about everything and fighting the imperials and other races. A small battle took place in his group leaving half of the elves dead, They then returned back home to summerset isles after 5 years travelling.
When Aldari turned 20 he left the isles once again seeking those who would offend the high elven people and stop them. He heard of people going to the land of Akavir and having religous freedom he knew that Akavir should be claimed by the high elves. Aldari tried to get an army to come with him to take the land but he was ignored. He wanted to see the state of what a place would be like under human rule. Years passed and Aldari still couldnt find a ship or a way to Akavir that would let High elves go so he continued his work in tamerial. One day when he was passing through a human town he heard them talking about a boat going to Akavir and that they were going to go. Aldari asked them where the ship was going to be but they didnt answer and walked away, He quickly got the citizens in chains with the help of a few high elves and got the information of where the boat was going to be. He travelled secretly to the location avoiding getting seen, He put on robes to hide his elvish features and payed extra to get saying he was rejected by the high elven community. Once he tried to avoid all contact with other people but his altmer pride got him into fights, Though the sailors and guards ignored these fights so nothing could be done. He still tried to avoid being seen as a high elf as this got him into more trouble. He knew this wasnt going to be an easy stay at Akavir.
DENIED Your Power gaming and Meta gaming definitions are too short. Your appearance needs to be expanded on and you need to read the rules.
IGN: Pr1M3T1M3
Age:14
Why us?: I have always enjoyed playing the TES series of games, and I thought that joining a server based on the lore of Akavir in Minecraft would be a good idea.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: No
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) It is assuming the role of a character and abiding by the rules presented by the world at hand
Define Meta-gaming in your words:Metagaming is using information not known to the player’s character to give him a motive or advantage, in other words, using OOC knowledge in RP.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Powergaming is giving another RPer no choice in an action done to them or making yourself overpowered.
IC:
Name: Daniel Antoine
Nickname: None
Age:25
Gender: Male
Race:Nord
Appearance: Shaggy brown hair, Brown Eyes, peach skin, black shirt and brown/leather pants with a satchel slung along his shoulder and remnants of a broken artifact strapped to his back
Personality: Is curious and intelligent, but can devolve into an almost brutish state if the lives of him or his friends are threatened. He lives for the thrill of hunting and adventure, even the darkest caves and crypts are but an opportunity.
In-game RP example:
Setting: A crowded bar, the drunken early hours of the morning
Bartender:“I’m sorry sir, but I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”
Drunkard: “What’s it to you? I’m here and throwing you my money ain’t I?”
Bartender: “You’re disturbing the other customers. Might I remind you that you’re with other patrons.”
Drunkard: “Bah, who cares? They’re all idiots anyway.”
Adventurer: *Stands up* “Yeah, you’re leaving. GET OUT.”
Drunkard: “Look at you! Big and scary huh?”
Adventurer: *Attempts to punch at Drunkard’s head*
Drunkard: *Attempts to avoid swing, falls over in doing so*
Adventurer: *Tries to grab Drunkard by his shirt*
Drunkard: *Kicks barstool over and hastily scrambles out the door*
Adventurer: “Hmph. Typical.”
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) Daniel was a Nord born in his native country of Skyrim, as has come to be the norm. He lived out in a cabin near Falkreath, with his two parents. He didn't spend too much time with his parents, (as well as not having any other relatives) named Yolnda and Jasvir, as they're main goal in raising him was to be independent, and make a name for himself in Skyrim, other than learning specific family skills. Being in this forested area, he got the chance to explore the wilds early on, venturing out on his own, collecting plants, insects, and various abandoned items. He earned a skill of hunting early on, being taught by his father how to support himself in the wild, as well as the basics of the sword. Growing up, he began to use his exploration skills to see what was under Skyrim. Dungeons, crypts, caves, tombs, nothing was off limits to him. He did have a few run ins with necromancers and draugrs, but as he honed his skill with the sword, this was less and less of a problem.
He was so confident with his swordsmanship and survival prowess, that he signed himself up as a sellsword, eager for worthy warriors to fight against. When one of his contracts turned out to be the murder of an innocent, he was mortified, and left the business for good. He felt tainted in Skyrim, haunted by his actions and his foolishness. He wanted to leave...but where? It didn’t matter. He went to his parents home for a final goodbye, with an unexpected result. They gave him a family heirloom, what appeared to be a sword, or, what was left of it. It had been called the Espada Azul, passed down for years in the family, and to Daniel it was given in hopes that he could restore it to its former glory.He went to merchants and smithers all over Skyrim, all of them unable to find out what would bring the pieces together, as conventional methods wouldn’t work. This is where Daniel got a fateful tip from one of the best smiths, that the sword is of a rare akavirian metal. And that there may be hope yet, on a continent far away. Hope...in Akavir.
"Skooma Kills!"
IGN: Karmazero
Age: 15
Why us?: I love the elder scrolls, and most other elder scrolls rp have failed wanna try this one.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Yes
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) To act as someone else and do what you think they would do based of there beliefs and morals.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Knowing out a character details such as name, job, allignment, or something they have done that you did not witness yourself.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Being overpowered. Example: Kalek Pulled out his sword and began to slice through hordes of draugr as they surround him he casts a fireball killing 50.
IC:
Name: Kalek
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Altmer
Appearance: Fiery orange hair that fall just passed his pointy ears, Intelligent green eyes, Wheres alot of blue and gold, Standing roughly 6' 3" tall, broad shoulders, and well toned body suited for combat, while not over bulky like them orcs.
Personality: Can be cocky at points, Has potential as a leader though his true ambition is to study the creature known as vampires and study their full extent of power. Has a hate for the orcs and their rash ways.
In-game RP example: Kalek creeped through the cave knife in hand, garlic in the other (silly myth he heard) "Aldi do you smell that?" said a creature farther up, "What?" the creature called Aldi responded "I smell........ Elf" He turned suddenly to where Kalek was hiding and began to walk over step, by step. Kalek began to sweat, fear rose in his throat, *Am i doing to die here? Why now?*
Background: Kalek always had an interest in the beasts around him, he would study them and record what he found in his notebooks, by the time he was eight he had mounds of notebooks filled with pictures, notes, though he had all these notebooks what creature really interested him were the vampires. When he was ten Kalek apprenticed under a vampire hunter by the name of Crode and they traveled the land hunter the creatures together for 10 years, when Kalek was 18 him and his master were following a particularly feral group of vampires and Crode was rash and rushed ahead of Kalek falling into the vampires trap, when Kalek found Crode he was sucked dry of blood something more vampire then man standing over it with wings and leathery gray skin, Kalek ran as fast as he could out of the cavern and into the day, the creature hissed from the shadows "You didnt see anything...." And seemed to float back into the cavern. Later when Kalek returned to that cave the creatures were gone. From that day he searched for those vampires with wings and leathery skin, he never heard anything about them for two years, but one day he heard a rumor of a vampire evolution that was spotted somewhere in Akavir so he set off and thats where we begin.
Skooma Kills!
IGN:Jecl23j38
Age:16
Why us?:I've never really played on roleplay servers before and this one seemed like a good one to try out. I love Skyrim and Minecraft, so a game with both seemed like a good idea.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: No.
Define Role-Playing in your words: Two or more people playing roles in a story.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Your character suddenly knowing something they didn't learn themself.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Giving absolutes in a situation so your character can win or grief.
IC:
Name: Jecl
Nickname: None
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Race: Nord
Appearance: Muscular, tall, and dark-headed. Dark brown eyes. Has a few scars on his body, like across his chest and one over his right eye.
Personality: A kindly soul that likes to wander the land, fighting bandits and thugs alike. He's seen his fair share of monsters in his day, and he's a skilled swordsman. He has never searched for a wife, as he doesn't feel ready to leave his wandering lifestyle behind in order to settle down.
In-game RP example: "Are you threatening me?" Jecl rumbled, eyeing the man before him. "So what if I am?" the man replied, his hand resting lightly on the hilt of his handaxe. "If you are, then I think you're making a mistake," Jecl said, shifting a bit in his chair. His cup of mead was now forgotten on the table. "A mistake? The only mistake I see, old man, is you comin' in here to bust our chops," the thug sneered. He hardly got a chance to finish. Jecl grabbed his sword and jumped out of his chair, making the thug yelp and cower away. "I thought so," Jecl said grimly, returning to his mead.
Background: Jecl's childhood was a simple one. He lived as an only child with his parents until the age of sixteen, where he headed off to war. After returning from the war, where he had been injured too badly to continue (giving him the large scar across his chest), Jecl sought a peaceful life alone, not wanting much company, save for that of his trusted sword. Unable to stand Skyrim, he decided to head to a new land. He took a boat to Akavir. He tried to settle down in a typical 'cabin in the woods' setting, but bandits plundered his home on a regular occasion. Fed up with them, he moved further north, only to see the same sorts of things everywhere he went. Unable to stand the abuse of the people, he became a wandering mercenary, determined to protect anyone he came across from the terror that was wayside bandits and thugs.
Skooma Kills.
Age:14
Why us?:role playing looks like it is very fun and i played alot of skyrim so why not go on a roleplaying skyrim server?
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?:no
Define Role-Playing in your words: acting but making you own lines your own script yet never scripted and to gain control over another persona
Define Meta-gaming in your words:using information that your character doesnt know
Define Power-gaming in your words:always pushing the odds in you favor as if you can do anything
IC
Name: Jake
Nickname: none
Age: 22
Gender: male
Race: nord
Appearance:174cm high,beigh color'ed skin,blue eyes, wearing iron armor,blond hair with a large blond beard,welding a bronze long sword and wearing leather shoes
Personality: jake is a very adventure'as nord who is always willing to give a helping hand and searches for adventure constantly yet at time's his overconfidense gets to him
In-game RP example: Jake's Father: will you light a torch son? Jake: ok *Jake attepts to lights a torch* *torch lights* Jake's Father: ah that's better come on this way Jake: do you think its down here father? Father: Im certain it is *Jake's Father hears a click* Jake's Father: look out! *Jake and his Father attempt to dodge and arrow trap* *Jake sucsesfuly dodges* Jake's Father sucsesfuly dodges* Jake: that was close *after half an hour of adveturing Jake and his father make it to there goal* Jake's Father: here it is the Family's crest you know what you have to do Jake: yes *jake starts walking to the crest and touches it* Jake's Father: good job son
Background:my life as a kid was quite normal nothing was bad nothing was perfect my my mother is a farmer and my father is a merchant both of them have blond hair and both of them are nord's. there wherent very many kids in the town and I didnt have many freinds so I mostly kept to myself and played with my toy and did my chours. at the age of 12 I wanted to go on an adventure not caring the risk's or the rewards just something different from my boring everyday life not even caring if death or dismemberment came to me. then at the age of 14 I left home to search for the adventure I long dreamed of. but before I left my Mother give's me a bronze sword and then sends me on my way. for 4 years I adventured finding a little bit of loot and treasure on my adventure. while I was in town geting some supply's the shop keeper asked if i was and adveturer i told him i was after that he said " i heard there was a land called Akavir filled with treasure and adventure so if your looking for adventure it would be in your best bet to go there". I relized that this was the adventure i had always dreamed of and packed my bags and made way for Akavir. and thats where my true quest began.
Skooma kills!
IGN:miguel62
Age:14
Why us?:because I Wanna See If I Really feel the Elser Scrolls Experience
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?:Yes
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples)A Place where u can be wat u have always wanted to be
Define Meta-gaming in your words:Your charactor can't know what he hasn't learned in-game yet.
Define Power-gaming in your words:Killing or controlling other players without them acting it out.
IC:
Name:HawkSusk
Nickname: Hawk
Age:14
Gender:Male
Race:Demon Squire
Appearance:HawkSusk Has A Evil Look to him as well He has a scar on his back and across his right eye a mohawl for hair and shaved bear
Personality:Nice But Anger
In-game RP example:Hello My Name Is HawkSusk I Have Come From My Home To Find A Better Life, For My Home Is a Cursed Hell Hole
Background: I Lived In Hell Serving The Dark Lord I Got Tired Of This I Had To Make A Stand Desperately I Tried To Destroy The Dark Lord He Was Too Powerful I Conviced Other People In Hell To Help Me Pretty Soon There Was An All-Out War Between Us Both When The Battle Was Over We Came Out Victorious RIght When I was Gonna Land The Finishing Blow He Opened A Portal That Threw Me Into The Overworld But Instead Of Landing In A Grassy Place I Landed In A Town Known As AKAVIR If I Didnt get Back to My Realm I Would Start Dying Destroying Everything In Anger I Accidently Landed A Fatal Blow On An Innocent But When That Happened I Felt My Energy Surge through me So I Know Know How To live And I Have to Make the most of this new world
OOC:
IGN:CyanicAcid
Age:18
Why us?: I love the elder scrolls and I love role playing and seeing as how the The Elder Scrolls Online is a far ways off, why not you?
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: No (never been on the site)
Define Role-Playing in your words: People having fun pretending to be in a world they're not and making it as real as they can.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Acting in game like you have knowledge of some aspect that your character should not know yet (like character names that he hasn't been introduced to yet).
Define Power-gaming in your words: God modding. It's mean, it sucks, it takes out all the fun from roleplaying, and people shouldn't do it.
IC:
Name: Arannir
Nickname: N/A
Age:29
Gender: Male
Race: Bosmer (wood elf)
Appearance: Has long unkempt hair. Rather short (or average height for a bosmer) with an unusually thin frame. His body is adorned by tattoos that resemble the patterns formed by the bark of large tress. Typically found wearing a simple leather tunic, pants, and shoes however, when he goes hunting (or if he expects combat), he has a full set of studded leather armor to use.
Personality: Very mild mannered and easy to get along with. He does become fiercely supportive of both the Kajiit and hunting (as a sport) however. He's not a fighter at heart but not really a pacifist either. He just fights when it's necessary.
In-game RP example:
Kajiit Merchant: This one is impressed with your catch as usual. A hunter respects his own.
Arannir: Flattery will only get you so far my friend. Each pelt is still 50 septims apiece.
Kajiit Merchant: Of course, I would never try to outsmart the hunter. Listen Arannir, you've done a great service for this one and many others and none can deny your talent. A caravan is going to try to establish a route to Akavir.
Arannir: The continent in the East!?
Kahiit Merchant: I will not lie in saying that it's likely a task for the foolhardy and the reckless, but these are qualities that you have easily met, no? If death's embrace is not something you fear, you should go inquire as to joining them. It's Anak's caravan, current stationed in the town to the North. They could use a good hunter.
Background:
(I apologize in advance for any mistakes I make in lore. I am well versed in TeS lore but not perfect.) Arannir was born to a well off Bosmer family during the rise of the Second Aldmeri Dominion. He grew up appreciating all the typical loves of a wood elf, including nature, freedom, but had an unnatural talent for the hunt. Arannir could count himself among the greatest archers and hunters of Valenwood by the remarkable age of 16.
By this time, the war between the Aldmeri Dominion and the Empire had geared up to its climax and due to his skill, the Atmer were pressuring Arannir to join their cause due to his prowess and made it more than clear that his family would be in the next purge should he not. Arannir was not a fan of killing (sentient beings) for the sake of killing however. He claimed it was completely different from the art of hunting. War was merely the task of slaughtering those who were too preoccupied with slaughtering others to defend themselves. Arannir fortunately discovered a loophole in the Atmer's requests. He could join the war effort, just avoid killing for it. He continued to hunt but this time he would hunt to sell the skins instead of re-purposing them for his own and his family's own needs. He sold skins, pelts, and cured leather products to the travelling Kajiit caravans and donated all the money he didn't need to survive to the Atmer. While the Atmer would have certainly preferred that Arannir fight for them, they could not deny (at least in the back of their minds) that he hunted and cured such high quality leather and skins that he had become a reliable source of funds for soldiers heading out to the front.
As the signing of the White-Gold Concordant came along, the Atmer ceased their threats and slowed their purges on the Bosmer since they had to focus on maintaining control in their border provinces and within the Empire, particularly in Skyrim. Arannir continued to hunt and trade with the Kajiit even without the immediate threat of his family's life over him. During the war, he had formed close ties with many of the caravans and agreed to travel with them to not only supply them with pelts to sell, but also as a guard. Arannir would not go out looking for men and mer to kill, but if they threatened him or his friends (many of whom were Kajiit) he had no issue slaying them. Eventually, Arannir started following the caravans far from his home in Valenwood. Not only because it provided him with an ample amount of septims, but also because it gave him a sense of freedom and hope that he would one day travel to a land free from Thalmor influence.
He finally got his chance when he caught word while in Hammerfell that one of the caravans was going to attempt to start a route with the Akaviri. Despite being acutely aware of the dangers, that the continent in the East is known for, the chance to make his fortune and his freedom in a land completely unaffected by the Aldmeri Dominion is a chance too good to pass up.
SKOOMA KILLS
Age:15
Why Us?:Well because i've searched the internet for the perfect rpg but they all came up short so this server apeals to my gaming because of all the openess in and around this world.
Have you voted for us:Yes
Define Role-Playing:This is when we take on the life of our great mind and become our own legend in the great fantasy worlds.
Define Meta-gaming:Meta-gaming is a broad term usually used to define any strategy, action or method used in a game which transcends a prescribed ruleset, uses external factors to affect the game, or goes beyond the supposed limits or environment set by the game. Another definition refers to the game universe outside of the game itself.
Define Power-gaming:This is when a player goes mad with op power cuasing lots of trouble with methods that no one else in the game can use.
Name: Micoony
Age:24
Gender:Male
Race:Nord
Appearence:He wears light iron armor with red banding to cover his face and body from scars.
Personality:He keeps to himself living out in the wilderness only venturing out when someone needs help or he needs items, but he is very kind and generous to those who help him or need help, when crossed he will never stop until vengenace is dealt.
rp example:'walks into tavern, sees dark elf'
"what are you doing here"
'elf looks at him' "what?"
"this place is for NORDS ONLY!"
'stabs elf in neck'
'leaves bartender with bag of gold in hand'
'Laughs as he leaves'
Background:Micoony Was born in Skyrim in the harsh wilderness of the Pale, but with his father, a hardened imperial captin he was kept safe until one night the dark brotherhood was paid to kill him, so he ran and stayed alone at age 16 in the wilds of the huge city of soiltude he set out on making his father proud by becoming a ranger and seeking out his fathers killers, but to no avil. Unable to find his fathers killers he left for the ilses of Akavir in search of penance and glory on his own, he will stay in his natural envirovment and will fight to survive killing wild beasts for food and for money in the villiages dotted around the lands. He continues his fathers passion of a litte camp in the wilds. He can live alone and be at peace with the worlds, but the times in Akavir has caused him the take up arms for the goood of his land, or for the right price.
He began his journey in Akavir after failing to find the dark brotherhood, because whats a man without a cause. His passion to live in a completly hidden place edged him to leave skyrim and search for new lands. Akavir, the beautiful lands, great people and lots of adventure in every corner, Micoony could not resist until camp was set up far out of prying eyes. He continues today as a silent man, assassin for hire or as a bodyguard. Only Akavir can keep his gold coming in and his enemy list growing.
APPLY FOR WHITELISTER!
IGN:yimmya
Age:14
Why us?: Uhhh Google told me to.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?:
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Changing what you are like to act as someone different
Define Meta-gaming in your words: using knowledge to help your character when they shouldn't know it.
Define Power-gaming in your words: doing something and not letting the other person stop you like *Bob chops of billys head*
IC:
Name: Aldari
Nickname: (Optional)
Age: 34
Gender: male
Race:High Elf
Appearance: Yellow skin, White hair and black robes
Personality: Annoying, snobbish, Self centered and mean
In-game RP example: (Include dialog) I cant really have a conversation or rp thing with my self but ill try. I see someone secretly worshiping Talos. " What are you doing nord?" I would look down at the nord. "Im not doing anything leave me alone elf ". " your going to prison nord for a very long time"
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) Aldari was born in the Summerset isles among the High elven people taught to be a leader among other races. He was taugh the ways of magic and how to be a sorcerer. When he was 15 he went with other high elves to Cyrodil to learn about the empire and fight them.
When Aldari turned 20 he went out searching for those who would offend the high elven people and destroying them. He heard of people going to the land of Akavir and not very many elves have been. Aldari organised to use a boat with the high elves and go to the land of Akavir and claim it for the elves. 11 years passed and a boat arrived taking people to Akavir Aldari disguised himself as a normal traveller and bought a ride to Akavir.
DENIED You are not aloud to arrive in Akavir with weaponry. Also I'm pretty sure you cant have "back-story" weapons.
ACCEPTED
Not exactly what I meant but i guess its alright ACCEPTED
Alright remember you will not be given the said sword from your story. You wont start with anything. But your ACCEPTED
DENIED You did not pick a playable race.
DENIED Your powergaming definition is wrong. Look at past apps if you have trouble. I just want to point a few things out. 1.You spelled Altmer wrong lol 2. The Great War which i believe you refer too in this app happened around a hundred years ago. The server lore and such is eighty years after the events in Skyrim. So keep those things in mind when you fix your app and you should be good to go on your next try.
DENIED Please read the rules. You need to add a lot to your appearance. Also the events of Skyrim happened 80 years ago. So keep that in mind when fixing your application.
DENIED You just need to add more detail to your appearance,personality, and backstory. Also go back and read the rules.
Im glad we will finally have a Elf supremecist. xD
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IC:
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Age:
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Race:
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In-game RP example: (Include dialog)
[human commoner] *steps down from the path.* "but where are you heading? it will soon be nightfall and the nearest town is behind you!"
[Qa'thengil] *stares suspiciously at the annoying human* "to retrieve what I have lost."
[commoner] "what is it that you are seeking?"
[Qa'thengil] "you have no need to know what I seek, Begone!]
[commoner] "yes but where are you heading?"
[Qa'Thengil] *starts walking away, but looks over his shoulder* "To Akavir!"
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.)
IGN:yimmya
Age:14
Why us?: Uhhh Google told me to.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?:
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Changing what you are like to act as someone different
Define Meta-gaming in your words: using knowledge to help your character when they shouldn't know it.
Define Power-gaming in your words: doing something and not letting the other person stop you like *Bob chops of billys head*
IC:
Name: Aldari
Nickname: (Optional)
Age: 34
Gender: male
Race:High Elf
Appearance: Yellow skin, White hair and black robes with some white stripes and grey parts. And a hood
Personality: Aldari only has respect for other high elves. To other races he is snobbish ignorant and cruel. He acts as like ruler when with other races and will try to punish people who deny what he says, Just a normal High elf personality.
In-game RP example: (Include dialog) I cant really have a conversation or rp thing with my self but ill try. I see someone secretly worshiping Talos. " What are you doing nord?" I would look down at the nord. "Im not doing anything leave me alone elf ". " your going to prison for a very long time"
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) Aldari was born in the Summerset isles among the High elven people taught to be a leader among other races. He was taught the ways of magic and how to be a sorcerer. When he was 15 he went with other high elves to Cyrodil to learn about the empire and fight them. He then traveled around Tamriel with a group of high elves learning about everything and fighting the imperials and other races. A small battle took place in his group leaving half of the elves dead, They then returned back home to summerset isles after 5 years travelling.
When Aldari turned 20 he left the isles once again seeking those who would offend the high elven people and stop them. He heard of people going to the land of Akavir and having religous freedom he knew that Akavir should be claimed by the high elves. Aldari tried to get an army to come with him to take the land but he was ignored. He wanted to see the state of what a place would be like under human rule. Years passed and Aldari still couldnt find a ship or a way to Akavir that would let High elves go so he continued his work in tamerial. One day when he was passing through a human town he heard them talking about a boat going to Akavir and that they were going to go. Aldari asked them where the ship was going to be but they didnt answer and walked away, He quickly got the citizens in chains with the help of a few high elves and got the information of where the boat was going to be. He travelled secretly to the location avoiding getting seen, He put on robes to hide his elvish features and payed extra to get saying he was rejected by the high elven community. Once he tried to avoid all contact with other people but his altmer pride got him into fights, Though the sailors and guards ignored these fights so nothing could be done. He still tried to avoid being seen as a high elf as this got him into more trouble. He knew this wasnt going to be an easy stay at Akavir.
SKOOMA KILLS blame the khajiits