OOC
IGN - Zarrcon
Fears -
Age - 12 (I am mature)
RP Exp:I love going on RP servers and usually go on them. I am currently looking for one that is VERY good.
Why Us - I think your server looks amazing and would like to be a part of it. I love the Skyrim storyline.
The time that I can dedicate to the server - about three to four hours everyday.
RP is pretending to be some mythical person. Metagaming is when you do something that's out of character, like you tell another guy that somebody griefed his house. Powergaming is doing something that is unfair to the other gamers, such as flying.
IC
RP Example (requires dialogue) - My house was destroyed by a dragon, and monsters of all sorts were crawling around it. Some soldiers were fighting valiantly, but were losing the fight.
"GO AWAY, THERE'S TO MUCH MONSTERS!" one shouted. I ran for my life, only to hear the growl of a zombie following me. With a cry it fell, and then I ran to the next villiage...
IC Name - Ren Naar
Race - Imperial
Age- 10
Occupation- Beggar/thief
Nickname - None
Skills- stealing, climbing trees, running, and swordfighing.
Fears - Guards, and He would be caught pickpocketing something.
Looks - Ren is a beggar, dirt on his clothes. His ribs show, and he has sooty dark hair.
Backstory (requires 1 to 2 LONG paragraphs) - Ren was born a king. However, his family was brutally murdered when he was five months, and all his relatives died. Now, Ren did not know this. He was abandoned in the mountains, left to fend for himself in the primordial world. ... 10
YEARS LATER,
Ren thrusted his sword at the nearest guard, who dropped dead within seconds. A scroll was on his back, and looked valuble, so he snatched it up. He parried another and stabbed him in the leg. Someone hit him with their sword, and one of them snuck up on him and he revolved around and hacked and hacked, killing him. He took the guard's iron armor, and waited for the next foolish victims to ambush. Then, suddenly a guard put his hand around his throat and tried to choke him. A roar sounded, and a scaley head emerged from the darkness. The guard seemed not to notice.
"We're taking you in for questioning, BOY! Will you admit that you killed 2 of my fellow guards, and stole from the richest person in town?" he growled. Ren stabbed him and ran away, followed by eight more guards. They stabbed at him, and his leather armor started to wear off. Another village was coming up quickly, and he opened up a house door and closed it quickly, hoping they would not follow him into it. He began to unravel the scroll
"What you doin? boy. Hiding from the guards probably. Hide in the basement, quickly now." he said. Ren then began his new life in with the village blacksmith. After helping out with things and not making himself so evident to the other townsfolk, the guards stopped asking for him. However, some people still reckognize him, so he must travel onward, searching for a new life. A man told him to get onto a ship sailing for Lodran. There he would have a new beginning.
Sorry about applying AGAIN lol
Denied
Please use the correct format for the app and make fears.
Don't make your age under 18, it's just... no.
If your character is 10, how was he magically able to learn to fight well enough to kill two guards and then run out of another one's arms into a house?
There are some rules you should read.
Also your meta-gaming definition isn't correct. Telling someone your home was griefed IS ooc and will never be Ic. Always report grief.
Denied
Please use the correct format for the app and make fears.
Don't make your age under 18, it's just... no.
If your character is 10, how was he magically able to learn to fight well enough to kill two guards and then run out of another one's arms into a house?
There are some rules you should read.
Also your meta-gaming definition isn't correct. Telling someone your home was griefed IS ooc and will never be Ic. Always report grief.
Can I make these changes and apply again? I put in the Fear thing, dunno what happened to it. I'll change his age. Really, these are small mistakes, that I can change easily. Also, I put in the Fear, it's right underneath the skills part. I would like to be a part of the server, so please look over my application again. I just changed the metagaming thing. Sorry about the whole thing, and wasting your time to read my application. I await your response.
OOC
IGN - Zarrcon
Age - 12 (I am mature)
RP Exp:I love going on RP servers and usually go on them. I am currently looking for one that is VERY good.
Why Us - I think your server looks amazing and would like to be a part of it. I love the Skyrim storyline.
The time that I can dedicate to the server - about three to four hours everyday.
RP is pretending to be some mythical person. Metagaming is when you do something that's out of character, like you tell another guy that that you, for example tell another guy in real life that somebody is going to raid his house. It's doing/telling something that is out of the game. Powergaming is doing something that is unfair to the other gamers, such as flying.
IC
RP Example (requires dialogue) - My house was destroyed by a dragon, and monsters of all sorts were crawling around it. Some soldiers were fighting valiantly, but were losing the fight.
"GO AWAY, THERE'S TO MUCH MONSTERS!" one shouted. I ran for my life, only to hear the growl of a zombie following me. With a cry it fell, and then I ran to the next villiage...
IC Name - Ren Naar
Personality - Ren can be friendly, but is dark most of the time.
Race - Imperial
Age- 21
Gender - Male
Occupation- Beggar/thief
Nickname - None
Skills- stealing, climbing trees, running, and swordfighing.
Fears - Guards, and He would be caught pickpocketing something.
Looks - Ren is a beggar, dirt on his clothes. His ribs show, and he has sooty dark hair.
Backstory (requires 1 to 2 LONG paragraphs) - Ren was born a king. However, his family was brutally murdered when he was five months, and all his relatives died. Now, Ren did not know this. He was abandoned in the mountains, left to fend for himself in the primordial world. ... 20
YEARS LATER,
Ren thrusted his sword at the nearest guard, who dropped dead within seconds. A scroll was on his back, and looked valuble, so he snatched it up. He parried another and stabbed him in the leg. Someone hit him with their sword, and one of them snuck up on him and he revolved around and hacked and hacked, killing him. He took the guard's iron armor, and waited for the next foolish victims to ambush. Then, suddenly a guard put his hand around his throat and tried to choke him. A roar sounded, and a scaley head emerged from the darkness. The guard seemed not to notice.
"We're taking you in for questioning, BOY! Will you admit that you killed 2 of my fellow guards, and stole from the richest person in town?" he growled. Ren stabbed him and ran away, followed by eight more guards. They stabbed at him, and his leather armor started to wear off. Another village was coming up quickly, and he opened up a house door and closed it quickly, hoping they would not follow him into it. He began to unravel the scroll
"What you doin? boy. Hiding from the guards probably. Hide in the basement, quickly now." he said. Ren then began his new life in with the village blacksmith. After helping out with things and not making himself so evident to the other townsfolk, the guards stopped asking for him. However, some people still reckognize him, so he must travel onward, searching for a new life. A man told him to get onto a ship sailing for Lodran. There he would have a new beginning.
OOC
IGN - Zarrcon
Age - 12 (I am mature)
RP Exp:I love going on RP servers and usually go on them. I am currently looking for one that is VERY good.
Why Us - I think your server looks amazing and would like to be a part of it. I love the Skyrim storyline.
The time that I can dedicate to the server - about three to four hours everyday.
RP is pretending to be some mythical person. Metagaming is when you do something that's out of character, like you tell another guy that that you, for example tell another guy in real life that somebody is going to raid his house. It's doing/telling something that is out of the game. Powergaming is doing something that is unfair to the other gamers, such as flying.
IC
RP Example (requires dialogue) - My house was destroyed by a dragon, and monsters of all sorts were crawling around it. Some soldiers were fighting valiantly, but were losing the fight.
"GO AWAY, THERE'S TO MUCH MONSTERS!" one shouted. I ran for my life, only to hear the growl of a zombie following me. With a cry it fell, and then I ran to the next villiage...
IC Name - Ren Naar
Personality - Ren can be friendly, but is dark most of the time.
Race - Imperial
Age- 21
Gender - Male
Occupation- Beggar/thief
Nickname - None
Skills- stealing, climbing trees, running, and swordfighing.
Fears - Guards, and He would be caught pickpocketing something.
Looks - Ren is a beggar, dirt on his clothes. His ribs show, and he has sooty dark hair.
Backstory (requires 1 to 2 LONG paragraphs) - Ren was born a king. However, his family was brutally murdered when he was five months, and all his relatives died. Now, Ren did not know this. He was abandoned in the mountains, left to fend for himself in the primordial world. ... 20
YEARS LATER,
Ren thrusted his sword at the nearest guard, who dropped dead within seconds. A scroll was on his back, and looked valuble, so he snatched it up. He parried another and stabbed him in the leg. Someone hit him with their sword, and one of them snuck up on him and he revolved around and hacked and hacked, killing him. He took the guard's iron armor, and waited for the next foolish victims to ambush. Then, suddenly a guard put his hand around his throat and tried to choke him. A roar sounded, and a scaley head emerged from the darkness. The guard seemed not to notice.
"We're taking you in for questioning, BOY! Will you admit that you killed 2 of my fellow guards, and stole from the richest person in town?" he growled. Ren stabbed him and ran away, followed by eight more guards. They stabbed at him, and his leather armor started to wear off. Another village was coming up quickly, and he opened up a house door and closed it quickly, hoping they would not follow him into it. He began to unravel the scroll
"What you doin? boy. Hiding from the guards probably. Hide in the basement, quickly now." he said. Ren then began his new life in with the village blacksmith. After helping out with things and not making himself so evident to the other townsfolk, the guards stopped asking for him. However, some people still reckognize him, so he must travel onward, searching for a new life. A man told him to get onto a ship sailing for Lodran. There he would have a new beginning.
FUS DO RAH
Good but denied
put RP ex before backstory please..
RP ex needs to be longer...
Zombies don't exist. Zombie = Dragur skeleton = skeleton spider = frostbite spider
IGN:t0meklegenda
Age:13
Role-Play Exp.:Ok
Why Us:I have played Dark Souls for quite a while and also I have been looking for an RP like this.
Time You Can Dedicate:1-4 hours a day.
Explain Role-Play In Your Own Words:RolePlay is a style fo gaming which takes the player from their chair to the virtual world. They act as their charachter and do their best to be him at all times while playing.
What Is Powergaming and Metagaming? Explain in your own words: Metagaming is when someone tell you in school or on Skype that they have a secret base at X-847665 and Y58363. The player then goes there delibaretly without his actual charachter knowing about it. This is called Metagaming. Powergaming is then when it is quite unfair for the other players. e.g. I was found by the guards but vanished before they could get me.
IC
Name:Tomasz Kacperski
Race:Human
Gender:Male
Age:26
Appearance:Small and skinny
Fears:Large creatures
Personality:Dark and Freindly, but can become isolated at times
Occupation:Theif
Skills:Good with weapons that require high dexterity.
Nickname (Optional):None
RP Example (Add Dialogue):Tomasz- I am looking for a job. Do you have any tasks to be done? Shopkeeper- I do. What are you able? T- I would like to know what the task is first. Sk- There is another shopkeeper opposite who steals all my customers. I wan't you to steal something valuble from him to teach him a lesson. Something he prises over everything. T- It will be done.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):Tomasz was born in a small village just nearby the coast. His father was very rich as he was a brilliant theif. He did not steal from his freinds, or people who he did not know. He only stole from those who could afford it. Tomasz went in his steps at first but very soon he started to get carried away once he was 15. He stole from his neibhours, his friends, and one day, even from his own father. His father was appualed and kicked him out of his house. He never wanted to see his son again. So Tomasz started to live on the edge. He did not know anyone, and he was too afraid he would steal from people to enter a town. One day before he was 19, a bounty hunter found him. He ran when he saw an arrow in a tree next to his head. he kept running as the bounty hunter fired more arrows. He got to a cliff edge and was cornered. The bounty hunter had him. He had no escape. This was when he started to make his first steps to becoming a real theif. He jumped down the cliff with hope to survive the fall. He fell into a large river and from there went on his journey to find a small town to rest. He came to a village, but no-one wanted him there. He found out that he was wanted by his father. He swore to himself he would never return to his homeland. He broke into a house through and open window, and went upstairs to find a chest. He looked in the chest and found a few slices of bread, a small bit of leather armour, and a dagger. He managed to escape the house without being cuaght, and set off. On the way he encountered some wolves. They were very feirce with blood stained jaws and large teeth. He ran for a long time, faster then he ever had before, until e could'nt run anymore. He was so exhuasted he lay against a tree and rested until morning. When the sun came up, he set off to find another town. He arrived at a strange little village with very small houses and very skinny people who looked famished. He talked to them to find out where he should head to find accomodation. All except one didn't answer. The boy who was the only one able to speak said he should head for the province of Lordran. He also told Tomasz that farther on there would be a plauge and famine. So Tomasz set off to Lordran, with high hopes in his heart.
Denied
1. There are some rules you need to read.
2. Grammar errors.
3. No humans in the elder scrolls.
4. Your definition of meta gaming doesn't grasp all of what meta gaming is.
5. "Good with weapons that require high dexterity" A. That's a bit over powered B. Please use something like swordsmanship as a skill, not "dexterity".
Good but denied
put RP ex before backstory please..
RP ex needs to be longer...
Zombies don't exist. Zombie = Dragur skeleton = skeleton spider = frostbite spider
OOC
IGN - Zarrcon
Age - 12 (I am mature)
RP Exp:I love going on RP servers and usually go on them. I am currently looking for one that is VERY good.
Why Us - I think your server looks amazing and would like to be a part of it. I love the Skyrim storyline.
The time that I can dedicate to the server - about three to four hours everyday.
RP is pretending to be some mythical person. Metagaming is when you do something that's out of character, like you tell another guy that that you, for example tell another guy in real life that somebody is going to raid his house. It's doing/telling something that is out of the game. Powergaming is doing something that is unfair to the other gamers, such as flying.
IC
RP Example (requires dialogue) - My house was destroyed by a dragon, and monsters of all sorts were crawling around it. Some soldiers were fighting valiantly, but were losing the fight.
"GO AWAY, THERE'S TO MUCH MONSTERS!" one shouted. I ran for my life, only to hear the growl of a Dragur Skieleton following me. With a cry it fell, and then I ran to the next village more skeletons were there, and were killing villagers. I tried to run, but one of them hit me with their swords. Then, it fell down, dead.
IC Name - Ren Naar.
Personality - Ren can be friendly, but is dark most of the time.
Race - Imperial
Age- 21
Gender - Male
Occupation- Beggar/thief
Nickname - None
Skills- stealing, climbing trees, running, and swordfighing.
Fears - Guards, and He would be caught pickpocketing something.
Looks - Ren is a beggar, dirt on his clothes. His ribs show, and he has sooty dark hair.
RP Example (requires dialogue) - My house was destroyed by a dragon, and monsters of all sorts were crawling around it. Some soldiers were fighting valiantly, but were losing the fight.
"GO AWAY, THERE'S TO MUCH MONSTERS!" one shouted. I ran for my life, only to hear the growl of a Dragur Skieleton following me. With a cry it fell, and then I ran to the next village more skeletons were there, and were killing villagers. I tried to run, but one of them hit me with their swords. Then, it fell down, dead. I ran, but he grabbed me and said,
"Your to much of a target. Stay in one place!" I did so, and he fought the monster off.
Backstory (requires 1 to 2 LONG paragraphs) - Ren was born a king. However, his family was brutally murdered when he was five months, and all his relatives died. Now, Ren did not know this. He was abandoned in the mountains, left to fend for himself in the primordial world. ... 20
YEARS LATER,
Ren thrusted his sword at the nearest guard, who dropped dead within seconds. A scroll was on his back, and looked valuble, so he snatched it up. He parried another and stabbed him in the leg. Someone hit him with their sword, and one of them snuck up on him and he revolved around and hacked and hacked, killing him. He took the guard's iron armor, and waited for the next foolish victims to ambush. Then, suddenly a guard put his hand around his throat and tried to choke him. A roar sounded, and a scaley head emerged from the darkness. The guard seemed not to notice.
"We're taking you in for questioning, BOY! Will you admit that you killed 2 of my fellow guards, and stole from the richest person in town?" he growled. Ren stabbed him and ran away, followed by eight more guards. They stabbed at him, and his leather armor started to wear off. Another village was coming up quickly, and he opened up a house door and closed it quickly, hoping they would not follow him into it. He began to unravel the scroll
"What you doin? boy. Hiding from the guards probably. Hide in the basement, quickly now." he said. Ren then began his new life in with the village blacksmith. After helping out with things and not making himself so evident to the other townsfolk, the guards stopped asking for him. However, some people still reckognize him, so he must travel onward, searching for a new life. A man told him to get onto a ship sailing for Lodran. There he would have a new beginning.
Let me repeat everything you failed to understand. Solonir was under Legion control after the siege. You walked out of the city we had locked down with diamond armor you had clearly looted from the battle. Regulars aren't even allowed to use it. I had told you multiple times before you combatlogged to get rid of it. Anyways, Sully and I told you to come back. You said, "No!", so I chased you down. When you refused to acknowledge that I was shackling you, I killed you when you continued to run through the forest. Bip. Bap. Bam.
Once again you haven't listened, for one I'm not a regular, for two I COULD NOT HEAR YOU, COLB MADE THE RANGER SMALLER. YOU SHOT ME AND I SAID "Don't kill me, stop, NO!" Then I was trying to explain and you started doing all the crude you did, then I got tped and banned..... Because you kos....
So, the seige sounds like it didnt go well with a temp ban and a ban :sad.gif:
Still as long as their was good reason, And to who got killed by a diamond sword, only mods can use them and they enchant them alot lol. Still Wars are always difficult for indivisuals which adds the the RP. That is why they do them with alot of people.
And how did it go other than the Temp bans?
I for one, am not participating in anymore unless it is directed at me specifically.
OOC
IGN - Zarrcon
Age - 12 (I am mature)
RP Exp:I love going on RP servers and usually go on them. I am currently looking for one that is VERY good.
Why Us - I think your server looks amazing and would like to be a part of it. I love the Skyrim storyline.
The time that I can dedicate to the server - about three to four hours everyday.
RP is pretending to be some mythical person. Metagaming is when you do something that's out of character, like you tell another guy that that you, for example tell another guy in real life that somebody is going to raid his house. It's doing/telling something that is out of the game. Powergaming is doing something that is unfair to the other gamers, such as flying.
IC
RP Example (requires dialogue) - My house was destroyed by a dragon, and monsters of all sorts were crawling around it. Some soldiers were fighting valiantly, but were losing the fight.
"GO AWAY, THERE'S TO MUCH MONSTERS!" one shouted. I ran for my life, only to hear the growl of a Dragur Skieleton following me. With a cry it fell, and then I ran to the next village more skeletons were there, and were killing villagers. I tried to run, but one of them hit me with their swords. Then, it fell down, dead.
IC Name - Ren Naar.
Personality - Ren can be friendly, but is dark most of the time.
Race - Imperial
Age- 21
Gender - Male
Occupation- Beggar/thief
Nickname - None
Skills- stealing, climbing trees, running, and swordfighing.
Fears - Guards, and He would be caught pickpocketing something.
Looks - Ren is a beggar, dirt on his clothes. His ribs show, and he has sooty dark hair.
RP Example (requires dialogue) - My house was destroyed by a dragon, and monsters of all sorts were crawling around it. Some soldiers were fighting valiantly, but were losing the fight.
"GO AWAY, THERE'S TO MUCH MONSTERS!" one shouted. I ran for my life, only to hear the growl of a Dragur Skieleton following me. With a cry it fell, and then I ran to the next village more skeletons were there, and were killing villagers. I tried to run, but one of them hit me with their swords. Then, it fell down, dead. I ran, but he grabbed me and said,
"Your to much of a target. Stay in one place!" I did so, and he fought the monster off.
Backstory (requires 1 to 2 LONG paragraphs) - Ren was born a king. However, his family was brutally murdered when he was five months, and all his relatives died. Now, Ren did not know this. He was abandoned in the mountains, left to fend for himself in the primordial world. ... 20
YEARS LATER,
Ren thrusted his sword at the nearest guard, who dropped dead within seconds. A scroll was on his back, and looked valuble, so he snatched it up. He parried another and stabbed him in the leg. Someone hit him with their sword, and one of them snuck up on him and he revolved around and hacked and hacked, killing him. He took the guard's iron armor, and waited for the next foolish victims to ambush. Then, suddenly a guard put his hand around his throat and tried to choke him. A roar sounded, and a scaley head emerged from the darkness. The guard seemed not to notice.
"We're taking you in for questioning, BOY! Will you admit that you killed 2 of my fellow guards, and stole from the richest person in town?" he growled. Ren stabbed him and ran away, followed by eight more guards. They stabbed at him, and his leather armor started to wear off. Another village was coming up quickly, and he opened up a house door and closed it quickly, hoping they would not follow him into it. He began to unravel the scroll
"What you doin? boy. Hiding from the guards probably. Hide in the basement, quickly now." he said. Ren then began his new life in with the village blacksmith. After helping out with things and not making himself so evident to the other townsfolk, the guards stopped asking for him. However, some people still reckognize him, so he must travel onward, searching for a new life. A man told him to get onto a ship sailing for Lodran. There he would have a new beginning.
FUS DO RAH
Hmm..
Still some grammar mistakes and RP ex could be longer but you seem determined and the rest of the app is ok... I suppose your accepted but please RolePlay right or you will be unwhitelisted.
IGN: PrivateNomad
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: A decent amount.
Why Us: Because my current server barely has any players, and I love The Elder Scrolls and role play.
Time You Can Dedicate: As much time as I can, maybe a few hours a day.
Explain Role-Play In Your Own Words: Developing your character, by interacting with the environment, yourself, and other people.
What Is Powergaming and Metagaming? Explain in your own words: Power gaming is the action of forcing your actions on other plays, such as '** John Skeeverbutt punches you in the face.' John Skeeverbutt did not attempt, and did not let the other player react. Metagaming is the action of using information that is Out-Of-Character, In-Character.
IC
Name: Hurlina Slicer-Sword
Race: Nord
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Appearance: Hurlina is a young nord, she has blue eyes and her complexion is low, she has a light skin tone, and long, blonde hair.
Fears: She fears, and tries to avoid many monsters, such as; Dragons, Giants, Frostbite Spiders, And Trolls.
Personality: She is very social, and acts well under pressure. She acts serious in most situations.
Occupation: She is a warrior, using a simple one handed weapon and a shield.
Skills: One-handed, Blocking, Light armor, and Speech.
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
** Hurlina walks in town, looking around. She seems hungry, and walks to the inn.
** Hurlina goes inside the inn, pondering about. She eyes the inn keeper, a male argonian.
**Hurlina walks up, and says "I need some food, please."
** The argonian says "That'll be 5 septims for some bread."
** Hurlina takes out a bag and places down 5 septim coins down, then sliding them over to him.
** The Argonian takes it, nodding, he goes in the back and comes out with a small loaf of bread. "Enjoy."
** Hurlina smiles, smelling the freshness of the loaf. "This smells delicous, thank you."
** The Argonian smiles back, speaking. "Finest in town, the recipe was handed down to me by my father, who was handed down to him by his father, who was handed down to him by his father..."
** Hurlina raises a brow, and says "Finest in town? I'll take some more. And a room."
** Hurlina takes her bag of septims, and hands it to him.
** The argonian gladly takes it, smiling. He goes in the back, and once more comes back out with three more loafs of bread.
** The argonian says "Your room is in the upper floor, farthest door to the right."
** Hurlina nods, and walks to her room.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Hurlina was born in Whiterun, when Jarl Balgruuf ruled the city. Her mother was named 'Serena Slicer-Sword', and was the wife of the leader of the clan, 'Gonnar Slicer-Sword'. She lived happily in Whiterun for most of her childhood. The clan was a small group of warriors, using swords as their primary weapons, and the finest shields blacksmiths could forge. The clan had her relatives in it, Her father, her mother, her grandfather, her two brothers, and her one sister. She learned to become the warrior she is today from mostly her brothers and father, though her sister became a caravan trader. After her days, she left Whiterun on her horse, Marerun. She then traveled to the capital of Skyrim, Solitude. When she arrived, she was amazed by the scenery. There she made new friends, she was happy.
Hurlina now owns a small home in Solitude, She heard stories and songs of the Dragonborn, and how he would save the world from the dragon threat. Though after about a year or two, the world heard of the Dragonborn's failure to save Skyrim, and was struck down by Alduin. After the news struck around the world, dragons began to lay siege on Solitude, where they burned the city to ashes. Her home, now in flames and ashes, she boarded the ship, where her new life could begin. After she arrived, she met new friends, and now is happy to be safe and sound...
IGN: PrivateNomad
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: A decent amount.
Why Us: Because my current server barely has any players, and I love The Elder Scrolls and role play.
Time You Can Dedicate: As much time as I can, maybe a few hours a day.
Explain Role-Play In Your Own Words: Developing your character, by interacting with the environment, yourself, and other people.
What Is Powergaming and Metagaming? Explain in your own words: Power gaming is the action of forcing your actions on other plays, such as '** John Skeeverbutt punches you in the face.' John Skeeverbutt did not attempt, and did not let the other player react. Metagaming is the action of using information that is Out-Of-Character, In-Character.
IC
Name: Hurlina Slicer-Sword
Race: Nord
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Appearance: Hurlina is a young nord, she has blue eyes and her complexion is low, she has a light skin tone, and long, blonde hair.
Fears: She fears, and tries to avoid many monsters, such as; Dragons, Giants, Frostbite Spiders, And Trolls.
Personality: She is very social, and acts well under pressure. She acts serious in most situations.
Occupation: She is a warrior, using a simple one handed weapon and a shield.
Skills: One-handed, Blocking, Light armor, and Speech.
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
** Hurlina walks in town, looking around. She seems hungry, and walks to the inn.
** Hurlina goes inside the inn, pondering about. She eyes the inn keeper, a male argonian.
**Hurlina walks up, and says "I need some food, please."
** The argonian says "That'll be 5 septims for some bread."
** Hurlina takes out a bag and places down 5 septim coins down, then sliding them over to him.
** The Argonian takes it, nodding, he goes in the back and comes out with a small loaf of bread. "Enjoy."
** Hurlina smiles, smelling the freshness of the loaf. "This smells delicous, thank you."
** The Argonian smiles back, speaking. "Finest in town, the recipe was handed down to me by my father, who was handed down to him by his father, who was handed down to him by his father..."
** Hurlina raises a brow, and says "Finest in town? I'll take some more. And a room."
** Hurlina takes her bag of septims, and hands it to him.
** The argonian gladly takes it, smiling. He goes in the back, and once more comes back out with three more loafs of bread.
** The argonian says "Your room is in the upper floor, farthest door to the right."
** Hurlina nods, and walks to her room.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Hurlina was born in Whiterun, when Jarl Balgruuf ruled the city. Her mother was named 'Serena Slicer-Sword', and was the wife of the leader of the clan, 'Gonnar Slicer-Sword'. She lived happily in Whiterun for most of her childhood. The clan was a small group of warriors, using swords as their primary weapons, and the finest shields blacksmiths could forge. The clan had her relatives in it, Her father, her mother, her grandfather, her two brothers, and her one sister. She learned to become the warrior she is today from mostly her brothers and father, though her sister became a caravan trader. After her days, she left Whiterun on her horse, Marerun. She then traveled to the capital of Skyrim, Solitude. When she arrived, she was amazed by the scenery. There she made new friends, she was happy.
Hurlina now owns a small home in Solitude, She heard stories and songs of the Dragonborn, and how he would save the world from the dragon threat. Though after about a year or two, the world heard of the Dragonborn's failure to save Skyrim, and was struck down by Alduin. After the news struck around the world, dragons began to lay siege on Solitude, where they burned the city to ashes. Her home, now in flames and ashes, she boarded the ship, where her new life could begin. After she arrived, she met new friends, and now is happy to be safe and sound...
And to all Apps!!
Some small little tips
1. Put time in your grammar and Spelling, We don want ur bad grammer lol
2. The RP example is the only thing that really needs Dialog, make it so your in a situation (Good like market or bad like theives)
3. The Backstory is a Biography of your character's childhood to present. Avoid Power Gaming your Character (Like how Dovakiin is not allowed)
4. I see this too Much HAS TO BE A ELDER SCROLL RACE, so no human or dwarf
5. Be creative! I love reading creative apps, it makes it so we see how good you are at Roleplay with other people :smile.gif:
IGN: PrivateNomad
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: A decent amount.
Why Us: Because my current server barely has any players, and I love The Elder Scrolls and role play.
Time You Can Dedicate: As much time as I can, maybe a few hours a day.
Explain Role-Play In Your Own Words: Developing your character, by interacting with the environment, yourself, and other people.
What Is Powergaming and Metagaming? Explain in your own words: Power gaming is the action of forcing your actions on other plays, such as '** John Skeeverbutt punches you in the face.' John Skeeverbutt did not attempt, and did not let the other player react. Metagaming is the action of using information that is Out-Of-Character, In-Character.
IC
Name: Hurlina Slicer-Sword
Race: Nord
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Appearance: Hurlina is a young nord, she has blue eyes and her complexion is low, she has a light skin tone, and long, blonde hair.
Fears: She fears, and tries to avoid many monsters, such as; Dragons, Giants, Frostbite Spiders, And Trolls.
Personality: She is very social, and acts well under pressure. She acts serious in most situations.
Occupation: She is a warrior, using a simple one handed weapon and a shield.
Skills: One-handed, Blocking, Light armor, and Speech.
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
** Hurlina walks in town, looking around. She seems hungry, and walks to the inn.
** Hurlina goes inside the inn, pondering about. She eyes the inn keeper, a male argonian.
**Hurlina walks up, and says "I need some food, please."
** The argonian says "That'll be 5 septims for some bread."
** Hurlina takes out a bag and places down 5 septim coins down, then sliding them over to him.
** The Argonian takes it, nodding, he goes in the back and comes out with a small loaf of bread. "Enjoy."
** Hurlina smiles, smelling the freshness of the loaf. "This smells delicous, thank you."
** The Argonian smiles back, speaking. "Finest in town, the recipe was handed down to me by my father, who was handed down to him by his father, who was handed down to him by his father..."
** Hurlina raises a brow, and says "Finest in town? I'll take some more. And a room."
** Hurlina takes her bag of septims, and hands it to him.
** The argonian gladly takes it, smiling. He goes in the back, and once more comes back out with three more loafs of bread.
** The argonian says "Your room is in the upper floor, farthest door to the right."
** Hurlina nods, and walks to her room.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Hurlina was born in Whiterun, when Jarl Balgruuf ruled the city. Her mother was named 'Serena Slicer-Sword', and was the wife of the leader of the clan, 'Gonnar Slicer-Sword'. She lived happily in Whiterun for most of her childhood. The clan was a small group of warriors, using swords as their primary weapons, and the finest shields blacksmiths could forge. The clan had her relatives in it, Her father, her mother, her grandfather, her two brothers, and her one sister. She learned to become the warrior she is today from mostly her brothers and father, though her sister became a caravan trader. After her days, she left Whiterun on her horse, Marerun. She then traveled to the capital of Skyrim, Solitude. When she arrived, she was amazed by the scenery. There she made new friends, she was happy.
Hurlina now owns a small home in Solitude, She heard stories and songs of the Dragonborn, and how he would save the world from the dragon threat. Though after about a year or two, the world heard of the Dragonborn's failure to save Skyrim, and was struck down by Alduin. After the news struck around the world, dragons began to lay siege on Solitude, where they burned the city to ashes. Her home, now in flames and ashes, she boarded the ship, where her new life could begin. After she arrived, she met new friends, and now is happy to be safe and sound...
IGN: PrivateNomad
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: A decent amount.
Why Us: Because my current server barely has any players, and I love The Elder Scrolls and role play.
Time You Can Dedicate: As much time as I can, maybe a few hours a day.
Explain Role-Play In Your Own Words: Developing your character, by interacting with the environment, yourself, and other people.
What Is Powergaming and Metagaming? Explain in your own words: Power gaming is the action of forcing your actions on other plays, such as '** John Skeeverbutt punches you in the face.' John Skeeverbutt did not attempt, and did not let the other player react. Metagaming is the action of using information that is Out-Of-Character, In-Character.
IC
Name: Hurlina Slicer-Sword
Race: Nord
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Appearance: Hurlina is a young nord, she has blue eyes and her complexion is low, she has a light skin tone, and long, blonde hair.
Fears: She fears, and tries to avoid many monsters, such as; Dragons, Giants, Frostbite Spiders, And Trolls.
Personality: She is very social, and acts well under pressure. She acts serious in most situations.
Occupation: She is a warrior, using a simple one handed weapon and a shield.
Skills: One-handed, Blocking, Light armor, and Speech.
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
** Hurlina walks in town, looking around. She seems hungry, and walks to the inn.
** Hurlina goes inside the inn, pondering about. She eyes the inn keeper, a male argonian.
**Hurlina walks up, and says "I need some food, please."
** The argonian says "That'll be 5 septims for some bread."
** Hurlina takes out a bag and places down 5 septim coins down, then sliding them over to him.
** The Argonian takes it, nodding, he goes in the back and comes out with a small loaf of bread. "Enjoy."
** Hurlina smiles, smelling the freshness of the loaf. "This smells delicous, thank you."
** The Argonian smiles back, speaking. "Finest in town, the recipe was handed down to me by my father, who was handed down to him by his father, who was handed down to him by his father..."
** Hurlina raises a brow, and says "Finest in town? I'll take some more. And a room."
** Hurlina takes her bag of septims, and hands it to him.
** The argonian gladly takes it, smiling. He goes in the back, and once more comes back out with three more loafs of bread.
** The argonian says "Your room is in the upper floor, farthest door to the right."
** Hurlina nods, and walks to her room.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Hurlina was born in Whiterun, when Jarl Balgruuf ruled the city. Her mother was named 'Serena Slicer-Sword', and was the wife of the leader of the clan, 'Gonnar Slicer-Sword'. She lived happily in Whiterun for most of her childhood. The clan was a small group of warriors, using swords as their primary weapons, and the finest shields blacksmiths could forge. The clan had her relatives in it, Her father, her mother, her grandfather, her two brothers, and her one sister. She learned to become the warrior she is today from mostly her brothers and father, though her sister became a caravan trader. After her days, she left Whiterun on her horse, Marerun. She then traveled to the capital of Skyrim, Solitude. When she arrived, she was amazed by the scenery. There she made new friends, she was happy.
Hurlina now owns a small home in Solitude, She heard stories and songs of the Dragonborn, and how he would save the world from the dragon threat. Though after about a year or two, the world heard of the Dragonborn's failure to save Skyrim, and was struck down by Alduin. After the news struck around the world, dragons began to lay siege on Solitude, where they burned the city to ashes. Her home, now in flames and ashes, she boarded the ship, where her new life could begin. After she arrived, she met new friends, and now is happy to be safe and sound...
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Denied
Please use the correct format for the app and make fears.
Don't make your age under 18, it's just... no.
If your character is 10, how was he magically able to learn to fight well enough to kill two guards and then run out of another one's arms into a house?
There are some rules you should read.
Also your meta-gaming definition isn't correct. Telling someone your home was griefed IS ooc and will never be Ic. Always report grief.
Can I make these changes and apply again? I put in the Fear thing, dunno what happened to it. I'll change his age. Really, these are small mistakes, that I can change easily. Also, I put in the Fear, it's right underneath the skills part. I would like to be a part of the server, so please look over my application again. I just changed the metagaming thing. Sorry about the whole thing, and wasting your time to read my application. I await your response.
IGN - Zarrcon
Age - 12 (I am mature)
RP Exp:I love going on RP servers and usually go on them. I am currently looking for one that is VERY good.
Why Us - I think your server looks amazing and would like to be a part of it. I love the Skyrim storyline.
The time that I can dedicate to the server - about three to four hours everyday.
RP is pretending to be some mythical person. Metagaming is when you do something that's out of character, like you tell another guy that that you, for example tell another guy in real life that somebody is going to raid his house. It's doing/telling something that is out of the game. Powergaming is doing something that is unfair to the other gamers, such as flying.
IC
RP Example (requires dialogue) - My house was destroyed by a dragon, and monsters of all sorts were crawling around it. Some soldiers were fighting valiantly, but were losing the fight.
"GO AWAY, THERE'S TO MUCH MONSTERS!" one shouted. I ran for my life, only to hear the growl of a zombie following me. With a cry it fell, and then I ran to the next villiage...
IC Name - Ren Naar
Personality - Ren can be friendly, but is dark most of the time.
Race - Imperial
Age- 21
Gender - Male
Occupation- Beggar/thief
Nickname - None
Skills- stealing, climbing trees, running, and swordfighing.
Fears - Guards, and He would be caught pickpocketing something.
Looks - Ren is a beggar, dirt on his clothes. His ribs show, and he has sooty dark hair.
Backstory (requires 1 to 2 LONG paragraphs) - Ren was born a king. However, his family was brutally murdered when he was five months, and all his relatives died. Now, Ren did not know this. He was abandoned in the mountains, left to fend for himself in the primordial world. ... 20
YEARS LATER,
Ren thrusted his sword at the nearest guard, who dropped dead within seconds. A scroll was on his back, and looked valuble, so he snatched it up. He parried another and stabbed him in the leg. Someone hit him with their sword, and one of them snuck up on him and he revolved around and hacked and hacked, killing him. He took the guard's iron armor, and waited for the next foolish victims to ambush. Then, suddenly a guard put his hand around his throat and tried to choke him. A roar sounded, and a scaley head emerged from the darkness. The guard seemed not to notice.
"We're taking you in for questioning, BOY! Will you admit that you killed 2 of my fellow guards, and stole from the richest person in town?" he growled. Ren stabbed him and ran away, followed by eight more guards. They stabbed at him, and his leather armor started to wear off. Another village was coming up quickly, and he opened up a house door and closed it quickly, hoping they would not follow him into it. He began to unravel the scroll
"What you doin? boy. Hiding from the guards probably. Hide in the basement, quickly now." he said. Ren then began his new life in with the village blacksmith. After helping out with things and not making himself so evident to the other townsfolk, the guards stopped asking for him. However, some people still reckognize him, so he must travel onward, searching for a new life. A man told him to get onto a ship sailing for Lodran. There he would have a new beginning.
FUS DO RAH
Good but denied
put RP ex before backstory please..
RP ex needs to be longer...
Zombies don't exist. Zombie = Dragur skeleton = skeleton spider = frostbite spider
Denied
1. There are some rules you need to read.
2. Grammar errors.
3. No humans in the elder scrolls.
4. Your definition of meta gaming doesn't grasp all of what meta gaming is.
5. "Good with weapons that require high dexterity" A. That's a bit over powered B. Please use something like swordsmanship as a skill, not "dexterity".
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Please, can I just correct these things!
IGN - Zarrcon
Age - 12 (I am mature)
RP Exp:I love going on RP servers and usually go on them. I am currently looking for one that is VERY good.
Why Us - I think your server looks amazing and would like to be a part of it. I love the Skyrim storyline.
The time that I can dedicate to the server - about three to four hours everyday.
RP is pretending to be some mythical person. Metagaming is when you do something that's out of character, like you tell another guy that that you, for example tell another guy in real life that somebody is going to raid his house. It's doing/telling something that is out of the game. Powergaming is doing something that is unfair to the other gamers, such as flying.
IC
RP Example (requires dialogue) - My house was destroyed by a dragon, and monsters of all sorts were crawling around it. Some soldiers were fighting valiantly, but were losing the fight.
"GO AWAY, THERE'S TO MUCH MONSTERS!" one shouted. I ran for my life, only to hear the growl of a Dragur Skieleton following me. With a cry it fell, and then I ran to the next village more skeletons were there, and were killing villagers. I tried to run, but one of them hit me with their swords. Then, it fell down, dead.
IC Name - Ren Naar.
Personality - Ren can be friendly, but is dark most of the time.
Race - Imperial
Age- 21
Gender - Male
Occupation- Beggar/thief
Nickname - None
Skills- stealing, climbing trees, running, and swordfighing.
Fears - Guards, and He would be caught pickpocketing something.
Looks - Ren is a beggar, dirt on his clothes. His ribs show, and he has sooty dark hair.
RP Example (requires dialogue) - My house was destroyed by a dragon, and monsters of all sorts were crawling around it. Some soldiers were fighting valiantly, but were losing the fight.
"GO AWAY, THERE'S TO MUCH MONSTERS!" one shouted. I ran for my life, only to hear the growl of a Dragur Skieleton following me. With a cry it fell, and then I ran to the next village more skeletons were there, and were killing villagers. I tried to run, but one of them hit me with their swords. Then, it fell down, dead. I ran, but he grabbed me and said,
"Your to much of a target. Stay in one place!" I did so, and he fought the monster off.
Backstory (requires 1 to 2 LONG paragraphs) - Ren was born a king. However, his family was brutally murdered when he was five months, and all his relatives died. Now, Ren did not know this. He was abandoned in the mountains, left to fend for himself in the primordial world. ... 20
YEARS LATER,
Ren thrusted his sword at the nearest guard, who dropped dead within seconds. A scroll was on his back, and looked valuble, so he snatched it up. He parried another and stabbed him in the leg. Someone hit him with their sword, and one of them snuck up on him and he revolved around and hacked and hacked, killing him. He took the guard's iron armor, and waited for the next foolish victims to ambush. Then, suddenly a guard put his hand around his throat and tried to choke him. A roar sounded, and a scaley head emerged from the darkness. The guard seemed not to notice.
"We're taking you in for questioning, BOY! Will you admit that you killed 2 of my fellow guards, and stole from the richest person in town?" he growled. Ren stabbed him and ran away, followed by eight more guards. They stabbed at him, and his leather armor started to wear off. Another village was coming up quickly, and he opened up a house door and closed it quickly, hoping they would not follow him into it. He began to unravel the scroll
"What you doin? boy. Hiding from the guards probably. Hide in the basement, quickly now." he said. Ren then began his new life in with the village blacksmith. After helping out with things and not making himself so evident to the other townsfolk, the guards stopped asking for him. However, some people still reckognize him, so he must travel onward, searching for a new life. A man told him to get onto a ship sailing for Lodran. There he would have a new beginning.
FUS DO RAH
Once again you haven't listened, for one I'm not a regular, for two I COULD NOT HEAR YOU, COLB MADE THE RANGER SMALLER. YOU SHOT ME AND I SAID "Don't kill me, stop, NO!" Then I was trying to explain and you started doing all the crude you did, then I got tped and banned..... Because you kos....
I for one, am not participating in anymore unless it is directed at me specifically.
Hmm..
Still some grammar mistakes and RP ex could be longer but you seem determined and the rest of the app is ok... I suppose your accepted but please RolePlay right or you will be unwhitelisted.
IGN: PrivateNomad
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: A decent amount.
Why Us: Because my current server barely has any players, and I love The Elder Scrolls and role play.
Time You Can Dedicate: As much time as I can, maybe a few hours a day.
Explain Role-Play In Your Own Words: Developing your character, by interacting with the environment, yourself, and other people.
What Is Powergaming and Metagaming? Explain in your own words: Power gaming is the action of forcing your actions on other plays, such as '** John Skeeverbutt punches you in the face.' John Skeeverbutt did not attempt, and did not let the other player react. Metagaming is the action of using information that is Out-Of-Character, In-Character.
IC
Name: Hurlina Slicer-Sword
Race: Nord
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Appearance: Hurlina is a young nord, she has blue eyes and her complexion is low, she has a light skin tone, and long, blonde hair.
Fears: She fears, and tries to avoid many monsters, such as; Dragons, Giants, Frostbite Spiders, And Trolls.
Personality: She is very social, and acts well under pressure. She acts serious in most situations.
Occupation: She is a warrior, using a simple one handed weapon and a shield.
Skills: One-handed, Blocking, Light armor, and Speech.
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
** Hurlina walks in town, looking around. She seems hungry, and walks to the inn.
** Hurlina goes inside the inn, pondering about. She eyes the inn keeper, a male argonian.
**Hurlina walks up, and says "I need some food, please."
** The argonian says "That'll be 5 septims for some bread."
** Hurlina takes out a bag and places down 5 septim coins down, then sliding them over to him.
** The Argonian takes it, nodding, he goes in the back and comes out with a small loaf of bread. "Enjoy."
** Hurlina smiles, smelling the freshness of the loaf. "This smells delicous, thank you."
** The Argonian smiles back, speaking. "Finest in town, the recipe was handed down to me by my father, who was handed down to him by his father, who was handed down to him by his father..."
** Hurlina raises a brow, and says "Finest in town? I'll take some more. And a room."
** Hurlina takes her bag of septims, and hands it to him.
** The argonian gladly takes it, smiling. He goes in the back, and once more comes back out with three more loafs of bread.
** The argonian says "Your room is in the upper floor, farthest door to the right."
** Hurlina nods, and walks to her room.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Hurlina was born in Whiterun, when Jarl Balgruuf ruled the city. Her mother was named 'Serena Slicer-Sword', and was the wife of the leader of the clan, 'Gonnar Slicer-Sword'. She lived happily in Whiterun for most of her childhood. The clan was a small group of warriors, using swords as their primary weapons, and the finest shields blacksmiths could forge. The clan had her relatives in it, Her father, her mother, her grandfather, her two brothers, and her one sister. She learned to become the warrior she is today from mostly her brothers and father, though her sister became a caravan trader. After her days, she left Whiterun on her horse, Marerun. She then traveled to the capital of Skyrim, Solitude. When she arrived, she was amazed by the scenery. There she made new friends, she was happy.
Hurlina now owns a small home in Solitude, She heard stories and songs of the Dragonborn, and how he would save the world from the dragon threat. Though after about a year or two, the world heard of the Dragonborn's failure to save Skyrim, and was struck down by Alduin. After the news struck around the world, dragons began to lay siege on Solitude, where they burned the city to ashes. Her home, now in flames and ashes, she boarded the ship, where her new life could begin. After she arrived, she met new friends, and now is happy to be safe and sound...
Good, but DENIED, read the entirety of the rules.
Oh, Sorry. Fus Ro Dah.
Check out this guild/faction app. (If you haven't already)
Several players and other guilds are patiently awaiting your approval.
"The Followers of Lazerat" (Vampire Clan)
To everyone else, check it out and tell me what you think.
Thank you.
You have to Re-Post it corrected lol
And to all Apps!!
Some small little tips
1. Put time in your grammar and Spelling, We don want ur bad grammer lol
2. The RP example is the only thing that really needs Dialog, make it so your in a situation (Good like market or bad like theives)
3. The Backstory is a Biography of your character's childhood to present. Avoid Power Gaming your Character (Like how Dovakiin is not allowed)
4. I see this too Much HAS TO BE A ELDER SCROLL RACE, so no human or dwarf
5. Be creative! I love reading creative apps, it makes it so we see how good you are at Roleplay with other people :smile.gif:
I hope this helps you all
~Greeno96 Whitelister
Play Supremacy 1914, the free real-time strategy online games and the Browsergame of the Year 2009!
IGN: PrivateNomad
Age: 16
Role-Play Exp.: A decent amount.
Why Us: Because my current server barely has any players, and I love The Elder Scrolls and role play.
Time You Can Dedicate: As much time as I can, maybe a few hours a day.
Explain Role-Play In Your Own Words: Developing your character, by interacting with the environment, yourself, and other people.
What Is Powergaming and Metagaming? Explain in your own words: Power gaming is the action of forcing your actions on other plays, such as '** John Skeeverbutt punches you in the face.' John Skeeverbutt did not attempt, and did not let the other player react. Metagaming is the action of using information that is Out-Of-Character, In-Character.
IC
Name: Hurlina Slicer-Sword
Race: Nord
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Appearance: Hurlina is a young nord, she has blue eyes and her complexion is low, she has a light skin tone, and long, blonde hair.
Fears: She fears, and tries to avoid many monsters, such as; Dragons, Giants, Frostbite Spiders, And Trolls.
Personality: She is very social, and acts well under pressure. She acts serious in most situations.
Occupation: She is a warrior, using a simple one handed weapon and a shield.
Skills: One-handed, Blocking, Light armor, and Speech.
RP Example (Add Dialogue):
** Hurlina walks in town, looking around. She seems hungry, and walks to the inn.
** Hurlina goes inside the inn, pondering about. She eyes the inn keeper, a male argonian.
**Hurlina walks up, and says "I need some food, please."
** The argonian says "That'll be 5 septims for some bread."
** Hurlina takes out a bag and places down 5 septim coins down, then sliding them over to him.
** The Argonian takes it, nodding, he goes in the back and comes out with a small loaf of bread. "Enjoy."
** Hurlina smiles, smelling the freshness of the loaf. "This smells delicous, thank you."
** The Argonian smiles back, speaking. "Finest in town, the recipe was handed down to me by my father, who was handed down to him by his father, who was handed down to him by his father..."
** Hurlina raises a brow, and says "Finest in town? I'll take some more. And a room."
** Hurlina takes her bag of septims, and hands it to him.
** The argonian gladly takes it, smiling. He goes in the back, and once more comes back out with three more loafs of bread.
** The argonian says "Your room is in the upper floor, farthest door to the right."
** Hurlina nods, and walks to her room.
Backstory (1-2 LONG paragraphs):
Hurlina was born in Whiterun, when Jarl Balgruuf ruled the city. Her mother was named 'Serena Slicer-Sword', and was the wife of the leader of the clan, 'Gonnar Slicer-Sword'. She lived happily in Whiterun for most of her childhood. The clan was a small group of warriors, using swords as their primary weapons, and the finest shields blacksmiths could forge. The clan had her relatives in it, Her father, her mother, her grandfather, her two brothers, and her one sister. She learned to become the warrior she is today from mostly her brothers and father, though her sister became a caravan trader. After her days, she left Whiterun on her horse, Marerun. She then traveled to the capital of Skyrim, Solitude. When she arrived, she was amazed by the scenery. There she made new friends, she was happy.
Hurlina now owns a small home in Solitude, She heard stories and songs of the Dragonborn, and how he would save the world from the dragon threat. Though after about a year or two, the world heard of the Dragonborn's failure to save Skyrim, and was struck down by Alduin. After the news struck around the world, dragons began to lay siege on Solitude, where they burned the city to ashes. Her home, now in flames and ashes, she boarded the ship, where her new life could begin. After she arrived, she met new friends, and now is happy to be safe and sound...
Fus Ro Dah
Accepted!
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.