Whitelist App
OOC (Out of character)
IGN -goldin1234
Age -11 but mature at that
Time you can dedicate to server weekly -2-4 hours a day
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? -No but I will check it out
What is the fifth Server Law? -No sharing of account information
Why do you want to join our server? -Because i am bored and it looks practical
IC (In character)
Name -Duncan
Race -Imperial
Age -IDK ( Ill make an age up )
Gender -Male
RP example -I see a strange traveler and trader on the road. He walks up to me and claims he sells daedric equipment for cheap. So i tell him i already have full daedric equipment. He then pulls a knife out and shoves it up by my throat. I know i have trained archers stationed all around me. All i have to do is wink, and an arrow sprouts from the back of his head. He doubles over, dead. This happened at the dead of night, so i was alone luckily. This is just a mere example of how powerful i am.
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] -Duncan came to Skyrim as a young recruit in the Imperial Legion, assigned to a wilderness outpost where he and others like him would be toughened up by grueling weather conditions on top of endless labor and training. His superiors took notice of his tactical mind and he excelled in the officer ranks early on. After a few years, his parents and siblings made the long migration north to Skyrim to be near him, settling in a small village called Avonrowe, which was too small to appear on any map but quickly became home. Duncan often took leave with his family and was by all accounts, the ideal Imperial soldier with a promising career ahead of him.
Over time however, he began to take on traits that his superiors found unappealing, using local dialect, growing his hair longer, meshing his Imperial armor with fur. Believing the young lieutenant was becoming a Nordic sympathizer and spy, and that something was amiss in his home village, Duncan was detained for questioning while a patrol of Legionnaires was dispatched to Avonrowe to investigate. The patrol began questioning the villagers with wild accusations, using heavy handed tactics to frighten the locals, and it was enough to flush a group of Stormcloak renegades from a safe house within the village. What happened then could only be described as a massacre. Eventually, Duncan was freed from interrogation and fearing for his family's safety, rode for home, but he was too late. The village was smoldering when he arrived, the Stormcloak rebels were displayed on wooden pikes at the gate of the village, and inside every man woman and child lay dead. Among them, Duncan's parents, two sisters, a brother in-law, and a young nephew.
Disgusted with the barbarism of his Legion brethren and haunted by his family's death, Duncan deserted. He began working as a freelance mercenary, taking whatever jobs suit him and his financial needs at the time. Throughout periods of civil unrest, though he has never chosen a side, he can't help but intervene whenever he witnesses an act of Legion cruelty against any weaker party.
Whitelist App
OOC (Out of character)
IGN -goldin1234
Age -11 but mature at that
Time you can dedicate to server weekly -2-4 hours a day
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? -No but I will check it out
What is the fifth Server Law? -No sharing of account information
Why do you want to join our server? -Because i am bored and it looks practical
IC (In character)
Name -Duncan
Race -Imperial
Age -IDK ( Ill make an age up )
Gender -Male
RP example -I see a strange traveler and trader on the road. He walks up to me and claims he sells daedric equipment for cheap. So i tell him i already have full daedric equipment. He then pulls a knife out and shoves it up by my throat. I know i have trained archers stationed all around me. All i have to do is wink, and an arrow sprouts from the back of his head. He doubles over, dead. This happened at the dead of night, so i was alone luckily. This is just a mere example of how powerful i am.
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] -Duncan came to Skyrim as a young recruit in the Imperial Legion, assigned to a wilderness outpost where he and others like him would be toughened up by grueling weather conditions on top of endless labor and training. His superiors took notice of his tactical mind and he excelled in the officer ranks early on. After a few years, his parents and siblings made the long migration north to Skyrim to be near him, settling in a small village called Avonrowe, which was too small to appear on any map but quickly became home. Duncan often took leave with his family and was by all accounts, the ideal Imperial soldier with a promising career ahead of him.
Over time however, he began to take on traits that his superiors found unappealing, using local dialect, growing his hair longer, meshing his Imperial armor with fur. Believing the young lieutenant was becoming a Nordic sympathizer and spy, and that something was amiss in his home village, Duncan was detained for questioning while a patrol of Legionnaires was dispatched to Avonrowe to investigate. The patrol began questioning the villagers with wild accusations, using heavy handed tactics to frighten the locals, and it was enough to flush a group of Stormcloak renegades from a safe house within the village. What happened then could only be described as a massacre. Eventually, Duncan was freed from interrogation and fearing for his family's safety, rode for home, but he was too late. The village was smoldering when he arrived, the Stormcloak rebels were displayed on wooden pikes at the gate of the village, and inside every man woman and child lay dead. Among them, Duncan's parents, two sisters, a brother in-law, and a young nephew.
Disgusted with the barbarism of his Legion brethren and haunted by his family's death, Duncan deserted. He began working as a freelance mercenary, taking whatever jobs suit him and his financial needs at the time. Throughout periods of civil unrest, though he has never chosen a side, he can't help but intervene whenever he witnesses an act of Legion cruelty against any weaker party.
Whitelist App OOC (Out of character) IGN -gradyjoslin Age -14 Time you can dedicate to server weekly - 3 to 5 hours
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - what is teamspeak
What is the fifth Server Law? -No sharing of account information.
Why do you want to join our server? - to have fun and get better at role playing
IC (In character) Name -Eittsara Race - nord Age - 15 Gender - male
RP example - I get off my horse to rest my aching body after a long ride. Then I walk to the tavern and pay the tavern's owner. I go in my room when to men walk up to me, "What do you want ,I ask annoyed." The first one replies as both draw there swords ," we want every thing you have on you ." I reply ,"what if I say no." The first one says "Then you die!!!" I draw my sword stab the first one in the gut just as I pull my sword out he falls limply to the floor than I block he is surprised one so young could manage, and then I stab the second one with my weapon. Like the other he falls with a thud. I tell the owner about the confrontation and go back to my room and sleep.
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Eittsara comes from a small village were he farmed the land with his father his mother died after child birth. One day the imperial army comes and kills and pillages the village for there own enjoyment. He was the only survivor because he hid as his father told him to and watched them kill his father in a slow painful death. From then on he vowed to take revenge on the deaths of his entire village and never hide from evildoers again.
He trained him self with swords,axes,maces,staffs,bows and magic. He also done various exercises to be fit enough to fight, run or climb if the situation calls for it and to prepare himself for his long journey ahead of him. Little did he know that he would be helping all of skyrim in his quest of revenge and Justice.
OOC (Out of character)
IGN - Twizzler_Lord
Age - 14
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - Er probably abbouutt 12 hours? Not sure.
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - I don't have a mic but I could get it.
What is the fifth Server Law? - No sharing of account information.
Why do you want to join our server? - It looks like fun, and Vault RP closed (Again .-. ) and I didn't want to look for some other Fallout server, I wanted to try out something new. I also am addicted to Skyrim
IC (In character)
Name - Islingr
Race - Imperial
Age - 26
Gender - Male
RP example - Islingr sprinted down the streets, pushing any in his way, to escape the guards. He was performing street magic to make a bit of money, and the guards didn't like it. He flipped over a cart of cabbages and then set another cart on fire. That ought to slow them down..., he thought to himself. He quickly went up the stairs into the Cloud District and was shocked when he ran straight into an old Nord guard. "Halt! You have committed crimes, street rat!" the bumbling old guard said to Islingr, while grabbing the collar of his shirt. "Uh, I," Islingr stammered, "I.. am the Thane of Whiterun! Release me now, or you'll be sorry!" The old guard was dumbfounded at hearing this news. "Sir I had n-no idea! Please, do not punish me! I am blinding, see?" the guard pleaded for mercy. Islingr grinned and walked away.
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - The young Imperial was born in Solitude. He never really liked the Imperial soldiers, they were too mean to him as a child. He grew up in a military family yet his father was embarrassed of his son who, instead of playing with wood swords like the other boys, decided to read books on magic and dragons. That is how he learned about his talent for magic. He taught himself how to cast basic spells, and practiced when his mother was out buying produce or when his father was out taking soldiers out on patrols or training them at Castle Drour. With no real teacher, the greatest spell he could cast was a flame cloak, which he didn't like much. But even though magic wasn't outlawed anymore, he was afraid of using it. So one day he asked his father to train him with a sword or a bow. His father was delighted at the fact that his young boy would finally become a true man. They spent lots of time training together, and after some time he became quite the swordsman. One day Islingr was buying some food under his mother's orders, and he witnessed a shocking thing. Four random civilians from a Stormcloak village being executed. They were all women, and they were all beheaded. Islingr was disgusted by the Empire at this point, and within a week he had packed his bags with plenty of food stolen from their cellar, gathered all of his books, took his father's treasured sword, then hopped in the back of a carriage and was on his way to who-knows-where! He traveled through many towns, doing whatever he could for money, and even performing magic in the streets as an entertainer.
OOC (Out of character) IGN - mastercole9000 Age - 14 Time you can dedicate to server weekly - around ten hours or more if time allows Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - i dont have team speak and i would prefer not getting it for perssonal reasons What is the fifth Server Law? - no sharing account information Why do you want to join our server? - i love skyrim and i love mine craft this would be the perfect server for me!
IC (In character) Name - Zardiak youngwolf Race - nord (I cant remember all the races so i believe this is on) Age - 21 Gender - male RP example - thief -*pulls out knife*"give me your money or ill cut your guts out and feed them to wolves" zardiak - *gives a cocky laugh* "do i look like a man who would carry gold with them?" thief - "yes you do!, now give me your money!" zardiak - *pulls out sword* *small fight happens leaving the thief knocked out* zardiak - "looks like i had the upper hand" *Zardiak walks away*
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Zardiak lived in a normal family had a normal life. he was taught many thing by his parents such as archery, sword fighting, forging, cooking, and hunting. one day his father was heard screaming for help from the main room of there house so young zardiak ran and when he opened the door into the standing there was a man asking the question "where is he" over and over so zardiak did the only thing he could do he stabed the man in the back. and the mans died there on his floor but before the man blacked out he muttered "he isn't your father". a month the mans death he ran away from his home to try and start over in a new place, a better place.
OOC (Out of character)
IGN - workk123
Age - 12
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - a couple hourse each day (depending on the weather in my city)
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - no i don't, i will get it though hopefully soon.
What is the fifth server Law? - no sharing account info.
Why do you want to join our server? - because, i love skyrim and have great rp skills,and rp servers like this are hard to come by (as in go so in depth)
IC (In character)
Name - Thaernd Forond
Race - Bosmer
Age - 32
Gender - male
RP example - ( Thaernd walks Understone Keep of Markarth to speak with the Jarl)
Jarl: Ah, Thaernd I see you are back.
Thaernd: Yes, my Jarl (kneels) I have brought back the sword the Silver-Blood.
Jarl: The Silver-Bloods will be extremely happy with you once they arrive back from Elswyr on thier "formal" trip.
Thaernd: Thank you my Jarl i just have one request.
Jarl: and, what would that be?
Thaernd: I plead for the release of my brother Fillim, for he has only just become a man. He is innocent.
Jarl: HE IS A FORSWORN AND A TRATOR, LEAVE MY KEEP AT ONCE!
Thaernd: Yes my Jarl.
(Thaernd shoots a stern look at the Jarl then leaves Markarth)
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Thaernd was born in Greenheart, Valenwood on Mid Year 5th, 65 5E.He was raised his by mother, Menel, and his father, Denago, he was an only child until 5E, 74 when his brother, Fillim was born. When Thaernd turned 5 he wanted to learn archery, but Denago wouldn't let him. Y'ffre, the Bosmer deity, saw potential in Thaernd and sent a mystical being to kidnap Thaernd in his sleep. When he awoke, Thaernd saw that he was in Skyrim where he was raised by an Imperial-Bosmer named Hingot Valerius-Taninn, son of Camilla and Faendal Taninn. After about the age of 17, Thaernd went back to Valenwood in search of his parents who seem to have disappeared from Greenheart. In the forests, He is ambushed by a group of Imga bandits where he was taken hostage to a camp where he reunited with his family, but finding his mother to be dead. After escaping, The rest of the Foronds moved to Skyrim. When Thaernd turned 24 he left his father and brother and moved to Solitude where he met a beautiful Nord woman named Ilfhil. He fell in love with her and they married in 5E 95, during which the ceremony was inturrupted by the attempted murder of General Cofath. In a year later Fillim went with them on thier anniversery, in Markarth. The day after they arrived, the town was ransacked by Forsworn. Fillim tried to help with the attack but was wounded by a guard, the guard tricked the Jarl into believing that Fillim was a Forsworn and Fillim was sent to jail for life on the 19th of Sun's Dawn, which is ironic, because on that day he was told he'd never see the Sun again. In 97 5E Thaernd was instructed to go to High Hrothgar to the Graybeards, he didn't know why, but he went anyways. On the way there he encountered a Blood Dragon but wasn't attacked, the Dragon just landed and studied him dropped a note that was taken from an eaten traveler and flew off. Thaernd studied the letter, it read "Dear Fillim, I have attained the information that you preformed the Black Sacrement and that it was to kill Gidaves, the Dark Elf Merchant. If you wish for the contract to cease write to Babbete the phrase 'Darkness has passed, I have pity for man.' Sincerely, Ri'Dato." Thaernd was going to visit Fillim and learn about this contract later, and maybe even stop it. He wondered if the someone knew how to tame dragons. Then he laughed and continued walking.
Whitelist App OOC (Out of character) IGN - Opalthunder Age - 18 Time you can dedicate to server weekly - 1-3 hours a day Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - sure i will sign up What is the fifth Server Law? -no sharing account info. Why do you want to join our server? - I am a huge fan of RP aspects of minecraft. and have also beaten skyrim multiple times. I would like to see how amazing they would be together
IC (In character) Name - Nirick Race - Dark Elf Age -18 Gender - Male RP example - "You hear a faint voice, speak within your mind" (Listen! there are many dangers ahead.) You fall to the dark descent into the deep chasm.
OOC (Out of character)
IGN - Twizzler_Lord
Age - 14
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - Er probably abbouutt 12 hours? Not sure.
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - I don't have a mic but I could get it.
What is the fifth Server Law? - No sharing of account information.
Why do you want to join our server? - It looks like fun, and Vault RP closed (Again .-. ) and I didn't want to look for some other Fallout server, I wanted to try out something new. I also am addicted to Skyrim
IC (In character)
Name - Islingr
Race - Imperial
Age - 26
Gender - Male
RP example - Islingr sprinted down the streets, pushing any in his way, to escape the guards. He was performing street magic to make a bit of money, and the guards didn't like it. He flipped over a cart of cabbages and then set another cart on fire. That ought to slow them down..., he thought to himself. He quickly went up the stairs into the Cloud District and was shocked when he ran straight into an old Nord guard. "Halt! You have committed crimes, street rat!" the bumbling old guard said to Islingr, while grabbing the collar of his shirt. "Uh, I," Islingr stammered, "I.. am the Thane of Whiterun! Release me now, or you'll be sorry!" The old guard was dumbfounded at hearing this news. "Sir I had n-no idea! Please, do not punish me! I am blinding, see?" the guard pleaded for mercy. Islingr grinned and walked away.
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - The young Imperial was born in Solitude. He never really liked the Imperial soldiers, they were too mean to him as a child. He grew up in a military family yet his father was embarrassed of his son who, instead of playing with wood swords like the other boys, decided to read books on magic and dragons. That is how he learned about his talent for magic. He taught himself how to cast basic spells, and practiced when his mother was out buying produce or when his father was out taking soldiers out on patrols or training them at Castle Drour. With no real teacher, the greatest spell he could cast was a flame cloak, which he didn't like much. But even though magic wasn't outlawed anymore, he was afraid of using it. So one day he asked his father to train him with a sword or a bow. His father was delighted at the fact that his young boy would finally become a true man. They spent lots of time training together, and after some time he became quite the swordsman. One day Islingr was buying some food under his mother's orders, and he witnessed a shocking thing. Four random civilians from a Stormcloak village being executed. They were all women, and they were all beheaded. Islingr was disgusted by the Empire at this point, and within a week he had packed his bags with plenty of food stolen from their cellar, gathered all of his books, took his father's treasured sword, then hopped in the back of a carriage and was on his way to who-knows-where! He traveled through many towns, doing whatever he could for money, and even performing magic in the streets as an entertainer.
OOC (Out of character) IGN - mastercole9000 Age - 14 Time you can dedicate to server weekly - around ten hours or more if time allows Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - i dont have team speak and i would prefer not getting it for perssonal reasons What is the fifth Server Law? - no sharing account information Why do you want to join our server? - i love skyrim and i love mine craft this would be the perfect server for me!
IC (In character) Name - Zardiak youngwolf Race - nord (I cant remember all the races so i believe this is on) Age - 21 Gender - male RP example - thief -*pulls out knife*"give me your money or ill cut your guts out and feed them to wolves" zardiak - *gives a cocky laugh* "do i look like a man who would carry gold with them?" thief - "yes you do!, now give me your money!" zardiak - *pulls out sword* *small fight happens leaving the thief knocked out* zardiak - "looks like i had the upper hand" *Zardiak walks away*
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Zardiak lived in a normal family had a normal life. he was taught many thing by his parents such as archery, sword fighting, forging, cooking, and hunting. one day his father was heard screaming for help from the main room of there house so young zardiak ran and when he opened the door into the standing there was a man asking the question "where is he" over and over so zardiak did the only thing he could do he stabed the man in the back. and the mans died there on his floor but before the man blacked out he muttered "he isn't your father". a month the mans death he ran away from his home to try and start over in a new place, a better place.
OOC (Out of character)
IGN - workk123
Age - 12
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - a couple hourse each day (depending on the weather in my city)
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - no i don't, i will get it though hopefully soon.
What is the fifth server Law? - no sharing account info.
Why do you want to join our server? - because, i love skyrim and have great rp skills,and rp servers like this are hard to come by (as in go so in depth)
IC (In character)
Name - Thaernd Forond
Race - Bosmer
Age - 32
Gender - male
RP example - ( Thaernd walks Understone Keep of Markarth to speak with the Jarl)
Jarl: Ah, Thaernd I see you are back.
Thaernd: Yes, my Jarl (kneels) I have brought back the sword the Silver-Blood.
Jarl: The Silver-Bloods will be extremely happy with you once they arrive back from Elswyr on thier "formal" trip.
Thaernd: Thank you my Jarl i just have one request.
Jarl: and, what would that be?
Thaernd: I plead for the release of my brother Fillim, for he has only just become a man. He is innocent.
Jarl: HE IS A FORSWORN AND A TRATOR, LEAVE MY KEEP AT ONCE!
Thaernd: Yes my Jarl.
(Thaernd shoots a stern look at the Jarl then leaves Markarth)
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Thaernd was born in Greenheart, Valenwood on Mid Year 5th, 65 5E.He was raised his by mother, Menel, and his father, Denago, he was an only child until 5E, 74 when his brother, Fillim was born. When Thaernd turned 5 he wanted to learn archery, but Denago wouldn't let him. Y'ffre, the Bosmer deity, saw potential in Thaernd and sent a mystical being to kidnap Thaernd in his sleep. When he awoke, Thaernd saw that he was in Skyrim where he was raised by an Imperial-Bosmer named Hingot Valerius-Taninn, son of Camilla and Faendal Taninn. After about the age of 17, Thaernd went back to Valenwood in search of his parents who seem to have disappeared from Greenheart. In the forests, He is ambushed by a group of Imga bandits where he was taken hostage to a camp where he reunited with his family, but finding his mother to be dead. After escaping, The rest of the Foronds moved to Skyrim. When Thaernd turned 24 he left his father and brother and moved to Solitude where he met a beautiful Nord woman named Ilfhil. He fell in love with her and they married in 5E 95, during which the ceremony was inturrupted by the attempted murder of General Cofath. In a year later Fillim went with them on thier anniversery, in Markarth. The day after they arrived, the town was ransacked by Forsworn. Fillim tried to help with the attack but was wounded by a guard, the guard tricked the Jarl into believing that Fillim was a Forsworn and Fillim was sent to jail for life on the 19th of Sun's Dawn, which is ironic, because on that day he was told he'd never see the Sun again. In 97 5E Thaernd was instructed to go to High Hrothgar to the Graybeards, he didn't know why, but he went anyways. On the way there he encountered a Blood Dragon but wasn't attacked, the Dragon just landed and studied him dropped a note that was taken from an eaten traveler and flew off. Thaernd studied the letter, it read "Dear Fillim, I have attained the information that you preformed the Black Sacrement and that it was to kill Gidaves, the Dark Elf Merchant. If you wish for the contract to cease write to Babbete the phrase 'Darkness has passed, I have pity for man.' Sincerely, Ri'Dato." Thaernd was going to visit Fillim and learn about this contract later, and maybe even stop it. He wondered if the someone knew how to tame dragons. Then he laughed and continued walking.
OOC (Out of character)
IGN -justofsteel
Age -16
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - i would say a lot
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? -i have teamspeak and a mic
What is the fifth Server Law? -no sharing account info
Why do you want to join our server? - i just lost my normal rp server and i love to rp and this is something new that i would like to try. and skyrim is amazing
IC (In character)
Name -Arkantos Steel
Race -Nord
Age -20
Gender -male
RP example - Guard- halt right there Arkantos- what? what did i do? Guard- there has been reports of break-in's. are you Arkantos. Arkantos- yes i am why? Guard- your coming with me. reports say it was you stealing things around town. Arkantos- well its a lie i didnt steal anyhing! guard- dont resist just follow me Arkantos- fine but im not the one your looking for!. the guard led Arkantos all the way to dragonsreach and threw him into a cell. Arkantos- Hey!! you cant do this it wasnt me! beleave me! arrgh *he punches the wall* how long am i going to be in this damned cell. when i get out im sending you all to oblivion!!. guard- queit in there yelling and cursing us wont get you out any faster.
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] -Arkantos is a young man with black hair very dark brown eye's almost black. and he is tall and well built. strong but he kinda lacks in speed.he is a true nord of skyrim. but isnt really racist toward other race's he was raised to be an honest man he was a blacksmiths son. a very good blacksmith. Arkantos was to follow in his footsteps till one night when they were mining ore's for weponry the stumbled into a vampire den. when the vampires found them they started to fight. Arkantos's father was bitten. but they slayed any vampire that came after them. Arkantos at the time did not know his father was bitten but as they kept going he could tell something was wrong. when they came to the end of the cave his father looked at him and told him to cut his head off Arkantos hesistated but he new he couldnt let his father turn into a monster so in one good slash he killed his father and looked for a way out he heard crying from deeper in the cave and he went to check it out a poor little boy in a cage and on the outside of the cage were 2 dead body's Arkantos broke the lock and ask the boy his name it was marcus the boy had been traped there with his parents who had been killed. he brought the poor orphan with him and escaped the cave. he took the boy as his own and Arkantos left his dream of being a blacksmith and became a forester. but in his mind one day he would make his father proud. and also procted marcus from any and all dangers so he wont need to relive that hell
Whitelist App
OOC (Out of character)
IGN - nolanwashere
Age - 13
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - I can dedicate 3-6 hours or so on a weekday. 4-7 hours maybe more if I am lucky on a weekend
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - Yes
What is the fifth Server Law? - "No sharing of account information"
Why do you want to join our server? - I love RPing to the extent of the RP servers I can find. I am also quite a fan of The Elder Scrolls and other Bethesda games such as Fallout.
IC (In character)
Name - Marc (Marcus Taché)
Race - Nord
Age - 6
Gender - Male
RP example - A Imperial Soldier walking down the road sees a Stormcloak in the distance, the Stormcloak doesn't see him. The Soldier hides behind a rock, takes an arrow out of the quiver, readies it in the bow, and starts to creep up on the Stormcloak. The Soldier comes out from behind the rock, and starts stealthily walking towards the Stormcloak, all eyes on him. He aims and says ``Freeze, rebel scum.`` The Stormcloak says "I surrender!" The Soldier says "Put your weapons on the ground." The Stormcloak says "Alright, don`t kill me, please." The man ``We`ll see, pond scum." The Stormcloak is putting his weapons on the ground, he takes one of the weapons and throws it at the Soldier.The Soldier does not get hit by the weapon and shoots the Stormcloak as he is running away. The Stormcloak bleeding out on the ground, recites his Stormcloak camp`s motto. The Soldier walks over and violently pulls the arrow out of the Stormcloak, killing him, throws the arrow in the bushes, and walks away.
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Marcus grew up in a small town burried deep in a forest. Marcus` father(Belor) was a fighting man, he was the head of the town guard, and one of the guardsman was a slightly younger woman named Dala, they liked eachother and got married, later had Marcus as their child.
Belor wanted Marcus to be ready for the world, so he trained him with the sword, Marc did not want to train he just wanted to play with the normal kids, Belor was strict when Marcus didn`t train, Dala also wanted Marcus to be ready, but she did see how he was unhappy with how he couldn`t be a normal kid. Belor was rich in this town, he hired a tutor to help Marcus be more disciplined and ready to be trained with a sword again. Marc threw a fit one day and punched his dad, his dad didn`t get hurt but was furious with the rebellion that had been struck into his son. Belor left him alone, Belor went with Dala in a mission to clear out a vampire cave nearby.
Marc had changed his mind while Belor was away, he wanted to apologize for hitting his father, and talk to him immediately. Marc followed Belor`s trail into the vampire cave, he didn't know it was a dangerous cave, if so he wouldn't have gone in. As he is walking through the cave, yelling for his dad saying "Sorry!" A shadowy figure runs out from the darkness and grabs him, it was a vampire. They brought him into a cage, and heard fighting echoing through the cave as it happened. He was sitting in his cage whimpering. Then the vampire leader comes out, stares at the Marc, then the other vampires drag out two bodies, Belor and Dala. Marcus starts screaming, yelling, and crying. An adventurer by the name of Arkantos was in the cave vampire fighting, he heard Marc's screams and investigated. By the time he got there the vampires had left into their deep part of the cave, where their base is. Akrantos freed Marc and took him as his own, since Marc's parents were now dead, they left the cave Marc still half blind with confusion and anger.
Arkantos now takes care of Marc here in Skyrim, Arkantos as a forester.
To the staff team;
I would like to request a ban, of driser863, for cheating and refusing to give talismans back and insisting I had died in-character (and we are all quite sure he was going to rape Ewanna, a.k.a brickbreakerz). Ewanna had went into Verius' house out-of-character to check if he had chests, but Verius enslaved her in-character. With Ewanna whispering to me that he was going to rape her, and her being missing in-character, some friends and I decided to rescue Ewanna.
The friends are:
Icefire_D (Brom)
lSkullcrusherl (Dentus)
daan0043 (Striker) - did not help really, sat there and watched
Fireball10125 (Fountain_Spirit)
Now, we entered a battle scene with Verius, where he got hit roughly 7 times with a daedric dart and 8 with a daedric warhammer. He was wearing iron armour and was being hit with fists well over 40 times, but still did not die. He pretended to be innocent and claimed he was going to heal me, when in actual fact he had chained me to a circle of beds and gagged me. He claimed that I had come down and randomly started hitting him, but I had worked the gag off by moving my jaw and frozen him (with Iis Slen Nus). We then all leapt upon him and started hitting him and such, but he never died. Ever. And that fight went on for 10 or 15 minutes. I then was accidentally killed by one of my friend's punching, and Verius picked up my 7 talismans. He then refused to give them to me and told me that I had to catch him, and ran away and hid. He then went offline for 15 minutes and I started writing this report, but he came back online and hid in the walls of Whiterun, knowing I didn't know how to get up there. I then told him I was filing a report to ban him, and then he said I wouldn't get the talismans back. I have here screenshots of him doing all this.
As you can see, he wasn't being very.. ah. I'll let you think of the word.
I did a vote to see who didn't want Verius banned. See the results for yourself.
Thank you for your time, I much appreciate it.
-Alice
I don't think he was going to rape me. Probably was though.
OOC (Out of character) IGN - El3tricfata1ity Age -15 Time you can dedicate to server weekly - 4-6 hours Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - I can get it What is the fifth Server Law? - no sharing accounts Why do you want to join our server? - Because i love skyrim and minecraft and this looks like you did a really good job.
IC (In character) Name - Tristan Race - Dark elf Age - 22 Gender - Male RP example - If you do not wish to have your throat cut merlon. i suggest you walk away. (merlon does not walk away tristan dashes forward in a feint and merlon runs away.) Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - A dark elf who is native to skyrim. I have been around fighting, the dark brotherhood and magic my entire life. While i want to join the dark brotherhood i can also steal a bit.
Rape/Prostitution does not make good RP, surprisingly.
But I played on some other servers they didn't allow rape or prostitution, it was removed because of demeaning to women or something. I agreed with it.
OOC (Out of character)
IGN - Amarigen
Age - 17
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - about 1-2 hours on weekdays, alot more when it comes to weekedns
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - Dont have it, but will get it if someone would be kind enough to send me some info about it.
What is the fifth Server Law? - No sharing of account information
Why do you want to join our server? - I have not been apart of a server for some time now, and I think it will be really fun to join this one.
IC (In character)
Name - Amairgen Aesir
Race - Nord
Age - 29
Gender - Male
RP example - A nord man who looks about the age of 30 dressed in what used to be nice clothes but are now torn at the bottom, with dirt patches about him, and holding a shovel as if it were a walking cane enters the inn, the sweet aroma of ale reaches Amairgens nose ,setting a large grin on his face as he makes his way over the the barkeeper. Placing down a few coins he says
"Well hello there, I would like one of those drinks everyone is having"
The Barkeeper eyes him warily due to the shovel nods his head in acknowledgement and places down a tankard of ale "So may I ask, whats with the shovel friend?"
Amairgen brings the tankard close to his mouth but just smells the ale, a sign of satisfaction shows on his face, then places it back down, grinning at the man he says "Oh this old thing? Eh its nothing, I'm just a humble farmer and the farm site was close to here so I decided just to stop by for a drink, digging up corpses-er I mean crops is hard work mate!" he turns on his heel laughing, and waving as he leaves the inn.
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Growing up on a farm for Amairgen taught him many things, primarily about life and death. Even though he had only stayed at his family farm for about 14 years. The reason for his leaving started when his mother was going into labour, his mom died in the process of giving birth to him and this twin brother, though his brother died only a few days later. His dad then became a hazardous drunk to soothe his woes yet in that process he would beat amairgen from time to time, blaming him for the outcomes of his wife. His dad's drunkeness had rendered him "useless" as Amair would say, because he would be unable to do the regular farm work, so he made Amairgen do it in his stead. due to the repeating beatings of his father amairgen learned how to fend for himself, he also taught himself natural herb-lore so he could learn how to dress his wounds.
At the age of 13 just 4 days away from his birthday, Amairgen was out in the woods looking for some plants he had found earlier, that helps relieve the pain in his wounds, when he happend to stumble upon a tombstone with a shovel laying on top of it. Never knowing what had happend to his mother and brother once they had died, he natural curiosity seemed to have struck him with great power that day. He took the shovel and started to dig, he dug for a few minutes and he found a chest, a chest laying ontop of two skeletons. Ignoring the dead he heaved up the chest, which was quite heavy, once he had opened it he found it was full of gold, two sets of clothing that were apparently to big for him and a letter, it was adressed to his mother, from his dad. Amairgen found out that day that apparently in his fathers drunken stupor he had gathered up all the money he had saved and buried it with is mom and brother. Thinking luck was with him he quickly took all that he could carry. Went to the nearest town and bought about two horses to help him carry more of the gold and set out from his homeland.
To this day Amairgen has never looked back and still calls it mere luck that he was able to leave his home, he is often seen with his shovel at his side, a memory of his freedom....and out by graveyards, still digging up treasure from time to time...
OOC (Out of character)
IGN - Amarigen
Age - 17
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - about 1-2 hours on weekdays, alot more when it comes to weekedns
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - Dont have it, but will get it if someone would be kind enough to send me some info about it.
What is the fifth Server Law? - No sharing of account information
Why do you want to join our server? - I have not been apart of a server for some time now, and I think it will be really fun to join this one.
IC (In character)
Name - Amairgen Aesir
Race - Nord
Age - 29
Gender - Male
RP example - A nord man who looks about the age of 30 dressed in what used to be nice clothes but are now torn at the bottom, with dirt patches about him, and holding a shovel as if it were a walking cane enters the inn, the sweet aroma of ale reaches Amairgens nose ,setting a large grin on his face as he makes his way over the the barkeeper. Placing down a few coins he says
"Well hello there, I would like one of those drinks everyone is having"
The Barkeeper eyes him warily due to the shovel nods his head in acknowledgement and places down a tankard of ale "So may I ask, whats with the shovel friend?"
Amairgen brings the tankard close to his mouth but just smells the ale, a sign of satisfaction shows on his face, then places it back down, grinning at the man he says "Oh this old thing? Eh its nothing, I'm just a humble farmer and the farm site was close to here so I decided just to stop by for a drink, digging up corpses-er I mean crops is hard work mate!" he turns on his heel laughing, and waving as he leaves the inn.
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Growing up on a farm for Amairgen taught him many things, primarily about life and death. Even though he had only stayed at his family farm for about 14 years. The reason for his leaving started when his mother was going into labour, his mom died in the process of giving birth to him and this twin brother, though his brother died only a few days later. His dad then became a hazardous drunk to soothe his woes yet in that process he would beat amairgen from time to time, blaming him for the outcomes of his wife. His dad's drunkeness had rendered him "useless" as Amair would say, because he would be unable to do the regular farm work, so he made Amairgen do it in his stead. due to the repeating beatings of his father amairgen learned how to fend for himself, he also taught himself natural herb-lore so he could learn how to dress his wounds.
At the age of 13 just 4 days away from his birthday, Amairgen was out in the woods looking for some plants he had found earlier, that helps relieve the pain in his wounds, when he happend to stumble upon a tombstone with a shovel laying on top of it. Never knowing what had happend to his mother and brother once they had died, he natural curiosity seemed to have struck him with great power that day. He took the shovel and started to dig, he dug for a few minutes and he found a chest, a chest laying ontop of two skeletons. Ignoring the dead he heaved up the chest, which was quite heavy, once he had opened it he found it was full of gold, two sets of clothing that were apparently to big for him and a letter, it was adressed to his mother, from his dad. Amairgen found out that day that apparently in his fathers drunken stupor he had gathered up all the money he had saved and buried it with is mom and brother. Thinking luck was with him he quickly took all that he could carry. Went to the nearest town and bought about two horses to help him carry more of the gold and set out from his homeland.
To this day Amairgen has never looked back and still calls it mere luck that he was able to leave his home, he is often seen with his shovel at his side, a memory of his freedom....and out by graveyards, still digging up treasure from time to time...
Whitelist App
OOC (out of character)
IGN - Ty13r321
Age - 11
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - depands on spare time about 1 or 1 and a half
Do you have teamspeak? - if no will you get it? - no but i will once i find out how to install it
What is the fifth server law? - No sharing of account information
Why do you want to join our server? - I have heard of different skyrim servers but this one has the most content
IC (In character)
Name - Orenger
Race - breton
Age - 18
Gender - Male
RP example - Gaurd goes to Orenger and says (go cast your fancy magic some place else)
Orenger burns the gaurd and conjures a familiar, but gets arrested.
Biograhpy [About a paragraph or 2]
As a child he practiced magic in his bedroom but killed his family in a spell. With the money he had he traveled to winterhold where he practiced conjuration and destrucion magic. Now he is going around teaching magic to villages.
OOC
IGN - spinich
Age - 14
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - depends
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - I don't have teamspeak, but i have Skype.I'll get it if i need it for the sever.
What is the fifth Server Law? - No sharing of account information
Why do you want to join our server? - I love skyrim, and when i saw this skyrim sever i got super excited
IC
Name - J'rakiir
Race - Khajiit
Age - 24
Gender - guy
RP example -
J'rakiir- *sits in tree waiting for the argonian who ripped him off*
Argonian- *walking past the tree*
J'rakiir- *smiles a bit and draws back bow*
Argonian- *looks around*... is anyone out there?
J'rakiir- yep *shoots the argonian in the knee and takes back the gold*
Argonian- *bleeding slightly*
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - J'rakiir came from a family of Khajiit caravan traders. One day when trading, a Wood Elf came to the caravan. He wanted to trade a giant salmon that was big enough to feed his family for a week. In return, the Wood Elf wanted the silver ring that belonged to J'rakiir's dad. J'rakiir's dad traded the ring for the salmon. At dinner, everyone except J'rakiir ate the salmon. Only seconds after they ate, J'rakiir's whole family fell to the ground and slowly died of poisoned salmon. After the incident J'rakiir swore never to trust anybody who wasn't a friend or family.
OOC (Out of character)
IGN -goldin1234
Age -11 but mature at that
Time you can dedicate to server weekly -2-4 hours a day
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? -No but I will check it out
What is the fifth Server Law? -No sharing of account information
Why do you want to join our server? -Because i am bored and it looks practical
IC (In character)
Name -Duncan
Race -Imperial
Age -IDK ( Ill make an age up )
Gender -Male
RP example -I see a strange traveler and trader on the road. He walks up to me and claims he sells daedric equipment for cheap. So i tell him i already have full daedric equipment. He then pulls a knife out and shoves it up by my throat. I know i have trained archers stationed all around me. All i have to do is wink, and an arrow sprouts from the back of his head. He doubles over, dead. This happened at the dead of night, so i was alone luckily. This is just a mere example of how powerful i am.
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] -Duncan came to Skyrim as a young recruit in the Imperial Legion, assigned to a wilderness outpost where he and others like him would be toughened up by grueling weather conditions on top of endless labor and training. His superiors took notice of his tactical mind and he excelled in the officer ranks early on. After a few years, his parents and siblings made the long migration north to Skyrim to be near him, settling in a small village called Avonrowe, which was too small to appear on any map but quickly became home. Duncan often took leave with his family and was by all accounts, the ideal Imperial soldier with a promising career ahead of him.
Over time however, he began to take on traits that his superiors found unappealing, using local dialect, growing his hair longer, meshing his Imperial armor with fur. Believing the young lieutenant was becoming a Nordic sympathizer and spy, and that something was amiss in his home village, Duncan was detained for questioning while a patrol of Legionnaires was dispatched to Avonrowe to investigate. The patrol began questioning the villagers with wild accusations, using heavy handed tactics to frighten the locals, and it was enough to flush a group of Stormcloak renegades from a safe house within the village. What happened then could only be described as a massacre. Eventually, Duncan was freed from interrogation and fearing for his family's safety, rode for home, but he was too late. The village was smoldering when he arrived, the Stormcloak rebels were displayed on wooden pikes at the gate of the village, and inside every man woman and child lay dead. Among them, Duncan's parents, two sisters, a brother in-law, and a young nephew.
Disgusted with the barbarism of his Legion brethren and haunted by his family's death, Duncan deserted. He began working as a freelance mercenary, taking whatever jobs suit him and his financial needs at the time. Throughout periods of civil unrest, though he has never chosen a side, he can't help but intervene whenever he witnesses an act of Legion cruelty against any weaker party.
Accepted
OOC (Out of character)
IGN -gradyjoslin
Age -14
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - 3 to 5 hours
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - what is teamspeak
What is the fifth Server Law? -No sharing of account information.
Why do you want to join our server? - to have fun and get better at role playing
IC (In character)
Name -Eittsara
Race - nord
Age - 15
Gender - male
RP example - I get off my horse to rest my aching body after a long ride. Then I walk to the tavern and pay the tavern's owner. I go in my room when to men walk up to me, "What do you want ,I ask annoyed." The first one replies as both draw there swords ," we want every thing you have on you ." I reply ,"what if I say no." The first one says "Then you die!!!" I draw my sword stab the first one in the gut just as I pull my sword out he falls limply to the floor than I block he is surprised one so young could manage, and then I stab the second one with my weapon. Like the other he falls with a thud. I tell the owner about the confrontation and go back to my room and sleep.
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Eittsara comes from a small village were he farmed the land with his father his mother died after child birth. One day the imperial army comes and kills and pillages the village for there own enjoyment. He was the only survivor because he hid as his father told him to and watched them kill his father in a slow painful death. From then on he vowed to take revenge on the deaths of his entire village and never hide from evildoers again.
He trained him self with swords,axes,maces,staffs,bows and magic. He also done various exercises to be fit enough to fight, run or climb if the situation calls for it and to prepare himself for his long journey ahead of him. Little did he know that he would be helping all of skyrim in his quest of revenge and Justice.
IGN - Twizzler_Lord
Age - 14
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - Er probably abbouutt 12 hours? Not sure.
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - I don't have a mic but I could get it.
What is the fifth Server Law? - No sharing of account information.
Why do you want to join our server? - It looks like fun, and Vault RP closed (Again .-. ) and I didn't want to look for some other Fallout server, I wanted to try out something new. I also am addicted to Skyrim
IC (In character)
Name - Islingr
Race - Imperial
Age - 26
Gender - Male
RP example - Islingr sprinted down the streets, pushing any in his way, to escape the guards. He was performing street magic to make a bit of money, and the guards didn't like it. He flipped over a cart of cabbages and then set another cart on fire. That ought to slow them down..., he thought to himself. He quickly went up the stairs into the Cloud District and was shocked when he ran straight into an old Nord guard. "Halt! You have committed crimes, street rat!" the bumbling old guard said to Islingr, while grabbing the collar of his shirt. "Uh, I," Islingr stammered, "I.. am the Thane of Whiterun! Release me now, or you'll be sorry!" The old guard was dumbfounded at hearing this news. "Sir I had n-no idea! Please, do not punish me! I am blinding, see?" the guard pleaded for mercy. Islingr grinned and walked away.
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - The young Imperial was born in Solitude. He never really liked the Imperial soldiers, they were too mean to him as a child. He grew up in a military family yet his father was embarrassed of his son who, instead of playing with wood swords like the other boys, decided to read books on magic and dragons. That is how he learned about his talent for magic. He taught himself how to cast basic spells, and practiced when his mother was out buying produce or when his father was out taking soldiers out on patrols or training them at Castle Drour. With no real teacher, the greatest spell he could cast was a flame cloak, which he didn't like much. But even though magic wasn't outlawed anymore, he was afraid of using it. So one day he asked his father to train him with a sword or a bow. His father was delighted at the fact that his young boy would finally become a true man. They spent lots of time training together, and after some time he became quite the swordsman. One day Islingr was buying some food under his mother's orders, and he witnessed a shocking thing. Four random civilians from a Stormcloak village being executed. They were all women, and they were all beheaded. Islingr was disgusted by the Empire at this point, and within a week he had packed his bags with plenty of food stolen from their cellar, gathered all of his books, took his father's treasured sword, then hopped in the back of a carriage and was on his way to who-knows-where! He traveled through many towns, doing whatever he could for money, and even performing magic in the streets as an entertainer.
IGN - mastercole9000
Age - 14
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - around ten hours or more if time allows
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - i dont have team speak and i would prefer not getting it for perssonal reasons
What is the fifth Server Law? - no sharing account information
Why do you want to join our server? - i love skyrim and i love mine craft this would be the perfect server for me!
IC (In character)
Name - Zardiak youngwolf
Race - nord (I cant remember all the races so i believe this is on)
Age - 21
Gender - male
RP example -
thief -*pulls out knife*"give me your money or ill cut your guts out and feed them to wolves"
zardiak - *gives a cocky laugh* "do i look like a man who would carry gold with them?"
thief - "yes you do!, now give me your money!"
zardiak - *pulls out sword*
*small fight happens leaving the thief knocked out*
zardiak - "looks like i had the upper hand"
*Zardiak walks away*
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Zardiak lived in a normal family had a normal life. he was taught many thing by his parents such as archery, sword fighting, forging, cooking, and hunting. one day his father was heard screaming for help from the main room of there house so young zardiak ran and when he opened the door into the standing there was a man asking the question "where is he" over and over so zardiak did the only thing he could do he stabed the man in the back. and the mans died there on his floor but before the man blacked out he muttered "he isn't your father". a month the mans death he ran away from his home to try and start over in a new place, a better place.
IGN - workk123
Age - 12
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - a couple hourse each day (depending on the weather in my city)
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - no i don't, i will get it though hopefully soon.
What is the fifth server Law? - no sharing account info.
Why do you want to join our server? - because, i love skyrim and have great rp skills,and rp servers like this are hard to come by (as in go so in depth)
IC (In character)
Name - Thaernd Forond
Race - Bosmer
Age - 32
Gender - male
RP example - ( Thaernd walks Understone Keep of Markarth to speak with the Jarl)
Jarl: Ah, Thaernd I see you are back.
Thaernd: Yes, my Jarl (kneels) I have brought back the sword the Silver-Blood.
Jarl: The Silver-Bloods will be extremely happy with you once they arrive back from Elswyr on thier "formal" trip.
Thaernd: Thank you my Jarl i just have one request.
Jarl: and, what would that be?
Thaernd: I plead for the release of my brother Fillim, for he has only just become a man. He is innocent.
Jarl: HE IS A FORSWORN AND A TRATOR, LEAVE MY KEEP AT ONCE!
Thaernd: Yes my Jarl.
(Thaernd shoots a stern look at the Jarl then leaves Markarth)
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Thaernd was born in Greenheart, Valenwood on Mid Year 5th, 65 5E.He was raised his by mother, Menel, and his father, Denago, he was an only child until 5E, 74 when his brother, Fillim was born. When Thaernd turned 5 he wanted to learn archery, but Denago wouldn't let him. Y'ffre, the Bosmer deity, saw potential in Thaernd and sent a mystical being to kidnap Thaernd in his sleep. When he awoke, Thaernd saw that he was in Skyrim where he was raised by an Imperial-Bosmer named Hingot Valerius-Taninn, son of Camilla and Faendal Taninn. After about the age of 17, Thaernd went back to Valenwood in search of his parents who seem to have disappeared from Greenheart. In the forests, He is ambushed by a group of Imga bandits where he was taken hostage to a camp where he reunited with his family, but finding his mother to be dead. After escaping, The rest of the Foronds moved to Skyrim. When Thaernd turned 24 he left his father and brother and moved to Solitude where he met a beautiful Nord woman named Ilfhil. He fell in love with her and they married in 5E 95, during which the ceremony was inturrupted by the attempted murder of General Cofath. In a year later Fillim went with them on thier anniversery, in Markarth. The day after they arrived, the town was ransacked by Forsworn. Fillim tried to help with the attack but was wounded by a guard, the guard tricked the Jarl into believing that Fillim was a Forsworn and Fillim was sent to jail for life on the 19th of Sun's Dawn, which is ironic, because on that day he was told he'd never see the Sun again. In 97 5E Thaernd was instructed to go to High Hrothgar to the Graybeards, he didn't know why, but he went anyways. On the way there he encountered a Blood Dragon but wasn't attacked, the Dragon just landed and studied him dropped a note that was taken from an eaten traveler and flew off. Thaernd studied the letter, it read "Dear Fillim, I have attained the information that you preformed the Black Sacrement and that it was to kill Gidaves, the Dark Elf Merchant. If you wish for the contract to cease write to Babbete the phrase 'Darkness has passed, I have pity for man.' Sincerely, Ri'Dato." Thaernd was going to visit Fillim and learn about this contract later, and maybe even stop it. He wondered if the someone knew how to tame dragons. Then he laughed and continued walking.
OOC (Out of character)
IGN - Opalthunder
Age - 18
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - 1-3 hours a day
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - sure i will sign up
What is the fifth Server Law? -no sharing account info.
Why do you want to join our server? - I am a huge fan of RP aspects of minecraft. and have also beaten skyrim multiple times. I would like to see how amazing they would be together
IC (In character)
Name - Nirick
Race - Dark Elf
Age -18
Gender - Male
RP example - "You hear a faint voice, speak within your mind" (Listen! there are many dangers ahead.) You fall to the dark descent into the deep chasm.
Accepted
IGN -justofsteel
Age -16
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - i would say a lot
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? -i have teamspeak and a mic
What is the fifth Server Law? -no sharing account info
Why do you want to join our server? - i just lost my normal rp server and i love to rp and this is something new that i would like to try. and skyrim is amazing
IC (In character)
Name -Arkantos Steel
Race -Nord
Age -20
Gender -male
RP example - Guard- halt right there Arkantos- what? what did i do? Guard- there has been reports of break-in's. are you Arkantos. Arkantos- yes i am why? Guard- your coming with me. reports say it was you stealing things around town. Arkantos- well its a lie i didnt steal anyhing! guard- dont resist just follow me Arkantos- fine but im not the one your looking for!. the guard led Arkantos all the way to dragonsreach and threw him into a cell. Arkantos- Hey!! you cant do this it wasnt me! beleave me! arrgh *he punches the wall* how long am i going to be in this damned cell. when i get out im sending you all to oblivion!!. guard- queit in there yelling and cursing us wont get you out any faster.
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] -Arkantos is a young man with black hair very dark brown eye's almost black. and he is tall and well built. strong but he kinda lacks in speed.he is a true nord of skyrim. but isnt really racist toward other race's he was raised to be an honest man he was a blacksmiths son. a very good blacksmith. Arkantos was to follow in his footsteps till one night when they were mining ore's for weponry the stumbled into a vampire den. when the vampires found them they started to fight. Arkantos's father was bitten. but they slayed any vampire that came after them. Arkantos at the time did not know his father was bitten but as they kept going he could tell something was wrong. when they came to the end of the cave his father looked at him and told him to cut his head off Arkantos hesistated but he new he couldnt let his father turn into a monster so in one good slash he killed his father and looked for a way out he heard crying from deeper in the cave and he went to check it out a poor little boy in a cage and on the outside of the cage were 2 dead body's Arkantos broke the lock and ask the boy his name it was marcus the boy had been traped there with his parents who had been killed. he brought the poor orphan with him and escaped the cave. he took the boy as his own and Arkantos left his dream of being a blacksmith and became a forester. but in his mind one day he would make his father proud. and also procted marcus from any and all dangers so he wont need to relive that hell
OOC (Out of character)
IGN - nolanwashere
Age - 13
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - I can dedicate 3-6 hours or so on a weekday. 4-7 hours maybe more if I am lucky on a weekend
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - Yes
What is the fifth Server Law? - "No sharing of account information"
Why do you want to join our server? - I love RPing to the extent of the RP servers I can find. I am also quite a fan of The Elder Scrolls and other Bethesda games such as Fallout.
IC (In character)
Name - Marc (Marcus Taché)
Race - Nord
Age - 6
Gender - Male
RP example - A Imperial Soldier walking down the road sees a Stormcloak in the distance, the Stormcloak doesn't see him. The Soldier hides behind a rock, takes an arrow out of the quiver, readies it in the bow, and starts to creep up on the Stormcloak. The Soldier comes out from behind the rock, and starts stealthily walking towards the Stormcloak, all eyes on him. He aims and says ``Freeze, rebel scum.`` The Stormcloak says "I surrender!" The Soldier says "Put your weapons on the ground." The Stormcloak says "Alright, don`t kill me, please." The man ``We`ll see, pond scum." The Stormcloak is putting his weapons on the ground, he takes one of the weapons and throws it at the Soldier.The Soldier does not get hit by the weapon and shoots the Stormcloak as he is running away. The Stormcloak bleeding out on the ground, recites his Stormcloak camp`s motto. The Soldier walks over and violently pulls the arrow out of the Stormcloak, killing him, throws the arrow in the bushes, and walks away.
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Marcus grew up in a small town burried deep in a forest. Marcus` father(Belor) was a fighting man, he was the head of the town guard, and one of the guardsman was a slightly younger woman named Dala, they liked eachother and got married, later had Marcus as their child.
Belor wanted Marcus to be ready for the world, so he trained him with the sword, Marc did not want to train he just wanted to play with the normal kids, Belor was strict when Marcus didn`t train, Dala also wanted Marcus to be ready, but she did see how he was unhappy with how he couldn`t be a normal kid. Belor was rich in this town, he hired a tutor to help Marcus be more disciplined and ready to be trained with a sword again. Marc threw a fit one day and punched his dad, his dad didn`t get hurt but was furious with the rebellion that had been struck into his son. Belor left him alone, Belor went with Dala in a mission to clear out a vampire cave nearby.
Marc had changed his mind while Belor was away, he wanted to apologize for hitting his father, and talk to him immediately. Marc followed Belor`s trail into the vampire cave, he didn't know it was a dangerous cave, if so he wouldn't have gone in. As he is walking through the cave, yelling for his dad saying "Sorry!" A shadowy figure runs out from the darkness and grabs him, it was a vampire. They brought him into a cage, and heard fighting echoing through the cave as it happened. He was sitting in his cage whimpering. Then the vampire leader comes out, stares at the Marc, then the other vampires drag out two bodies, Belor and Dala. Marcus starts screaming, yelling, and crying. An adventurer by the name of Arkantos was in the cave vampire fighting, he heard Marc's screams and investigated. By the time he got there the vampires had left into their deep part of the cave, where their base is. Akrantos freed Marc and took him as his own, since Marc's parents were now dead, they left the cave Marc still half blind with confusion and anger.
Arkantos now takes care of Marc here in Skyrim, Arkantos as a forester.
IGN - El3tricfata1ity
Age -15
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - 4-6 hours
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - I can get it
What is the fifth Server Law? - no sharing accounts
Why do you want to join our server? - Because i love skyrim and minecraft and this looks like you did a really good job.
IC (In character)
Name - Tristan
Race - Dark elf
Age - 22
Gender - Male
RP example - If you do not wish to have your throat cut merlon. i suggest you walk away. (merlon does not walk away tristan dashes forward in a feint and merlon runs away.)
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - A dark elf who is native to skyrim. I have been around fighting, the dark brotherhood and magic my entire life. While i want to join the dark brotherhood i can also steal a bit.
But I played on some other servers they didn't allow rape or prostitution, it was removed because of demeaning to women or something. I agreed with it.
IGN - Amarigen
Age - 17
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - about 1-2 hours on weekdays, alot more when it comes to weekedns
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - Dont have it, but will get it if someone would be kind enough to send me some info about it.
What is the fifth Server Law? - No sharing of account information
Why do you want to join our server? - I have not been apart of a server for some time now, and I think it will be really fun to join this one.
IC (In character)
Name - Amairgen Aesir
Race - Nord
Age - 29
Gender - Male
RP example - A nord man who looks about the age of 30 dressed in what used to be nice clothes but are now torn at the bottom, with dirt patches about him, and holding a shovel as if it were a walking cane enters the inn, the sweet aroma of ale reaches Amairgens nose ,setting a large grin on his face as he makes his way over the the barkeeper. Placing down a few coins he says
"Well hello there, I would like one of those drinks everyone is having"
The Barkeeper eyes him warily due to the shovel nods his head in acknowledgement and places down a tankard of ale "So may I ask, whats with the shovel friend?"
Amairgen brings the tankard close to his mouth but just smells the ale, a sign of satisfaction shows on his face, then places it back down, grinning at the man he says "Oh this old thing? Eh its nothing, I'm just a humble farmer and the farm site was close to here so I decided just to stop by for a drink, digging up corpses-er I mean crops is hard work mate!" he turns on his heel laughing, and waving as he leaves the inn.
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - Growing up on a farm for Amairgen taught him many things, primarily about life and death. Even though he had only stayed at his family farm for about 14 years. The reason for his leaving started when his mother was going into labour, his mom died in the process of giving birth to him and this twin brother, though his brother died only a few days later. His dad then became a hazardous drunk to soothe his woes yet in that process he would beat amairgen from time to time, blaming him for the outcomes of his wife. His dad's drunkeness had rendered him "useless" as Amair would say, because he would be unable to do the regular farm work, so he made Amairgen do it in his stead. due to the repeating beatings of his father amairgen learned how to fend for himself, he also taught himself natural herb-lore so he could learn how to dress his wounds.
At the age of 13 just 4 days away from his birthday, Amairgen was out in the woods looking for some plants he had found earlier, that helps relieve the pain in his wounds, when he happend to stumble upon a tombstone with a shovel laying on top of it. Never knowing what had happend to his mother and brother once they had died, he natural curiosity seemed to have struck him with great power that day. He took the shovel and started to dig, he dug for a few minutes and he found a chest, a chest laying ontop of two skeletons. Ignoring the dead he heaved up the chest, which was quite heavy, once he had opened it he found it was full of gold, two sets of clothing that were apparently to big for him and a letter, it was adressed to his mother, from his dad. Amairgen found out that day that apparently in his fathers drunken stupor he had gathered up all the money he had saved and buried it with is mom and brother. Thinking luck was with him he quickly took all that he could carry. Went to the nearest town and bought about two horses to help him carry more of the gold and set out from his homeland.
To this day Amairgen has never looked back and still calls it mere luck that he was able to leave his home, he is often seen with his shovel at his side, a memory of his freedom....and out by graveyards, still digging up treasure from time to time...
Accepted
OOC (out of character)
IGN - Ty13r321
Age - 11
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - depands on spare time about 1 or 1 and a half
Do you have teamspeak? - if no will you get it? - no but i will once i find out how to install it
What is the fifth server law? - No sharing of account information
Why do you want to join our server? - I have heard of different skyrim servers but this one has the most content
IC (In character)
Name - Orenger
Race - breton
Age - 18
Gender - Male
RP example - Gaurd goes to Orenger and says (go cast your fancy magic some place else)
Orenger burns the gaurd and conjures a familiar, but gets arrested.
Biograhpy [About a paragraph or 2]
As a child he practiced magic in his bedroom but killed his family in a spell. With the money he had he traveled to winterhold where he practiced conjuration and destrucion magic. Now he is going around teaching magic to villages.
IGN - spinich
Age - 14
Time you can dedicate to server weekly - depends
Do you have teamspeak? If no will you get it? - I don't have teamspeak, but i have Skype.I'll get it if i need it for the sever.
What is the fifth Server Law? - No sharing of account information
Why do you want to join our server? - I love skyrim, and when i saw this skyrim sever i got super excited
IC
Name - J'rakiir
Race - Khajiit
Age - 24
Gender - guy
RP example -
J'rakiir- *sits in tree waiting for the argonian who ripped him off*
Argonian- *walking past the tree*
J'rakiir- *smiles a bit and draws back bow*
Argonian- *looks around*... is anyone out there?
J'rakiir- yep *shoots the argonian in the knee and takes back the gold*
Argonian- *bleeding slightly*
Biography [About a paragraph or 2] - J'rakiir came from a family of Khajiit caravan traders. One day when trading, a Wood Elf came to the caravan. He wanted to trade a giant salmon that was big enough to feed his family for a week. In return, the Wood Elf wanted the silver ring that belonged to J'rakiir's dad. J'rakiir's dad traded the ring for the salmon. At dinner, everyone except J'rakiir ate the salmon. Only seconds after they ate, J'rakiir's whole family fell to the ground and slowly died of poisoned salmon. After the incident J'rakiir swore never to trust anybody who wasn't a friend or family.