OOC: IGN: Big_Jewski
Age: I am 14 years old
Why us?: I enjoyed the game of Skyrim, but eventualy got bored of it. I decided to enjoy Skyrim again on minecraft! I think there will be more freedom in minecraft, and allow for an overall better role play experience.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: I tried, if it did not go through I will vote again!
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Role play is when a player or players act as a fictional character. They think as their character, act as their character, and speak as their character. Most of the time people role play or act as if they are in medieval times, however that's not always the case.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta-Gaming is gaming with a strategic influence on how things might go. Using personal knowledge to help you overcome an obstacle
Define Power-gaming in your words: Power-Gaming is gaming when you can dodge every bullet and overcome every obstacle. Being able to do anything without any troubles or struggle.
IC:
Name: Belkas
Nickname: (Optional) Belch
Age: 54
Gender: Male
Race: Bosmer
Appearance: An older fellow with a somewhat long white beard and bushy white eyebrows. You can sense the fact that he combs his combover every day. One large scar underneath his cheeck bone, but other than that minimal bruising. He has deep blue eyes, and is fairly tall for his age. Although, he is gaining weight quickly because of his idleness. He usually wears overalls made of vines and leaves. A pair of pants with green algea on them too. He is rather muscular and a facial complexion that is sure to stun the ladies.
Personality: Belkas is rather nice, helping many in need. However, he can be grumpy also. If you fail to notice his combed hair, he will not enjoy the visit. Other than that, he is very humble and nice. A reserved fellow, resembling a monk of some sort.
In-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog) *Noticing his fellow elves in trouble Belkas rushes toward his axe and potion table* "Ahhh! They've done it again! *Belkas mumbles to himself* "How are we supposed to defend ourselves from these.... these... things!?!" *A dragon breaks through Belkas' roof and stares at the old man in disgrace* *Belkas turns around and flings a potion at the dragon* "Well, that ought to do it!" "Although, I better pack my bags and head north, this place won't smell good after this!" *Seeing two little children staring at Belkas as if he were their only hope of defense* "Ugh!' *Belkas thinking to himself: They want a show? They want a savior!? Lets give it to em!* AHHH!!! *Belkas rushes toward the dragon with his axe and attempts to chop off its eye*
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) Belkas was born long ago, however, the fighting was still around. He was born near what was known asValenwood. When his mother told him to follow his father towards Akavir he did as he was told. However, being the young child he was, he wandered of track and found himself in the deep jungle. After his 15th birthday, Belkas found another road, one leading to a large castle. Not knowing where he was, Belkas entered the castle seeing serpent like people with grinning faces. But, a younger Tsaesci spared Belkas' life, and they became best friends.
When Belkas turned 24, he realized what sorts of terrible things these creatures were planning to do. Belkas set off for a different life. He ventured the jungles again and remained there for most of his life. Acting as a monk, reserving his feelings and thoughts for himself. However, when word came that something terrible was about to happen, Belkas set out again. Eventually finding a smaller village to live with, he settled down and studied the ways of all.
You guys completely skipped over my app on page 172 maybe I missed something? I thought I followed all the rules and just want to make sure if I am denied or accepted. Sorry for making this annoying post!
IGN: RK9ify Age: 13 Timezone: AET (Australian Eastern Time) Why us?: I've always been looking for an Elder Scrolls server and there aren't any others. Time you can dedicate: Depends on the server. If its fun, you'll see me online very often. Define roleplaying in your words: Roleplay is when one person assumes the role of a fictional character in a fictional setting. Define meta-gaming in your words: Metagaming is when one finds out things from OOC and uses that information IC. Define power-gaming in your words: When a character is pretty much a god and can't be beaten. For example: John_Wollie : Hey, come in my car, let's go to my crib! You'll get some cash. Jack_Shang : Uhm, okay... I'll come with you in one condition... John_Wollie : No, get in!
John_Wollie grabs Jack and throws him into car. John_Wollie ties him.
See? Do you get it? That's completely Powergaming from John_Wollie.
Name: Landrin Skysword Age: 18 Gender: Male Race: Imperial Appearance: Wears chainmail armor so that he can jump around if needed. He has a scar running down his left eye, but no-one can see it because of his hood. Weapons: Steel sword, magic. Personality: Landrin was very focused. Once he had an objective, he had too complete it, no matter what. He didn't talk a lot. He needed some men too join his order. Too fight for peace.
Biography: Landrins mother had mastered the arcane arts and his father had mastered stealth and swords. He used too watch his mother train from his house when he was young. He always wished too be just like his mother. He had also been very interested in what his father did. He never knew what he was but he knew that stealth and swords would be very useful in the future. When he was about, 8, his house was raided by orcs and his parents were killed while trying too keep him safe. There was a back-exit in the house, and his parents told him too run into the woods. As fast as he could. He started running and heard screams from his house. At that moment, he knew his parents were dead. He then heard some orcs from behind him. They were following Landrin. He kept running until he say a pile of hay. He jumped in and hid there until the orcs were gone. When he was sure that they were gone, he came out and looked around. He needed too find a small city or settlement. He knew he couldn't go back home too get his belongings. He saw a large tree and started climbing it. He jumped from one branch too another until he found a large city, Solitude. He went in and lived in the streets. He had learnt theivery, magic, and distraction. He could distract anyone.
One day, he was caught stealing an apple from a fruit stall. The shopkeeper tried too chase him. He managed too find a hiding spot and hid there. The shopkeeper had called the guards and they startd looking for him. He looked around and saw an old man. He thought that he could pickpocket him. He went up close too him and reached for his bag, but the old man got his arm and smiled at him.
'What do you think your doing, child?' asked the old man.
'Nothing, sir. I'm sorry for bumping into you.' said Landrin.
The old man laughed and said;
'Please... You were trying too take my bag, isn't it?' said the old man.
Landrin was speachless...
'It is ok. Here, have some food. Come into my house, its too cold over here.' said the old man.
Landrin followed the old man into his house. He had lived with the old man ever since.
The old man had trained him at combat. Swords, bows, magic etc. The old man had many friends who helped. At the age of 13, he had mastered the arcane arts. When he reached the age of 16, the old man fell sick, and was on his deathbed. Landrin looked after him. He earned money and fed the old man, just as he the old man took care of Landrin. When he reached the age of 18, the old man had died. He buried the old man and decided to move. He couldn't stay in Solitude any longer. He sold the house and earned enough too take a ship too Akavir...
He knew he had tougher times ahead and was ready too face them with magic, swords, and stealth by his side.
Thank you for reading this and if I made any mistakes and/or have too stress on or improve a certain point, let me know!
OOC: Out of Character IGN: Tharane Age: 13 Why us?: I saw Akavir and I love all the Elder Scrolls games and RPG's so I immediantly wanted to join! Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Not Yet, but I will Define Role-Playing in your words: A game in which you can be whoever you want to be and do whatever you want, as long as it is with the rules of the game. Define Meta-gaming in your words: When one does something that he/she has no or very little information on. Define Power-gaming in your words: When one character forces a action upon another.
IC: In Character Name: Tharane Adranian Nickname: None Age: 29 Gender: Male Race: Breton Appearance: Medium hight, skinny, dirty blonde hair, white curved rune on his left cheek, a slight beard. Personality: Likes to be with his friends, enjoys a good adventure, serious when he needs to, in all a nice guy to everyone. In-game RP Fight example: One day Tharane entered a tavern and inside he saw the bartender being harassed by three of men. "You owe us, and we intend to recieve what you owe us in any way possible," one particularly muscular one said. "Even if it's killing you." Tharane immediantly went up and said, "If you so much as put a scratch on that man's head, I will not hesitate to kill you." The leader. for the leader he was, then turned around, chuckled, and threw the bartender across the room and he hit a wall. He then said with a evil grin on his face, "Oops, does that count as a scratch?" Tharane then pulled out his Staff of Bolts and shocked one of the leader's thugs, and killed him. The other then drew a axe and charged Tharane. He parried the man with a short sword for about thirty seconds then finally killed the man with a slash across the chest. The leader then laughed and said, "Ha! You think you can defeat me!? I am at least ten times as powerful as you!" Tharane just looked him straight in the eyes and said, "Oh, I don't think. I know." The leader then pulled a warhammer out and charged Tharane. He dodged the leader's warhammer, then, baraly escaping from getting his head cut off, stabbed the leader in the side with the short sword. With blinding speed the man thrust up Tharane's sword and slashed him in the leg with a dagger, causing him to fall back and loose his weapons. The leader then put a dagger to Tharane's throat and said, "Any last words?" "Goodbye," Tharan said to him as he hit the man in the chest with a burst of flames sending him backwards, and killing him. Tharane was later healed by Lucien, and to this very day he has a scar on his leg where the man stabbed him. Thus did Tharane defeat the bandits, and ensure the bartender that he was protected from all harm. Background: Tharane was born in Cyrodill, in the Imperial City and has lived there his whole life a a mage. His parents died of a bandit raid when he was very young, and his master, Lucien, found him in the wreckage and took him as his own. Every once and a while someone comes to him, he discovers something, or he overhears things, and he goes to take a look at it. When Tharane was 18, and still apperentacing to Lucien, he found a dark orb at a ruin about one hour from the capital. He showed it to his brother, Zaneron, because he knew about dark magics. When he took it, a black smok erupted from it concealing Zaneron in it. He was possesed by a dark power who then tried to kill Tharane. He fended him off as best as he could, but was no match for the dark power's abilities. Lucien then came, for he had sensed a disturbance, and defeated the dark power, but it managed to escape along with Zaneron's body and soul. Eleven years later he heard about the landAkavir, he decided to go there and embark on a great journey so he could gain knowledge and wisdom, and hopefully find strong magics so next time he faces his brother, or what is left of him, he won't lose again. Hey yo hope this works out cuz I would really love to be on your server! It looks really awesome and everything looks awesome on it!
OOC: Out of Character IGN: cvbnbnm Age: 14 Why us?: Because i've always been a vivid fan of the Elder Scrolls. And whenever i play i always imagine myself in my characters shoes. Fighting the good fight. For whoever i choose to fight for. Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: No. Mainly because i am having account issues with planet minecraft. Define Role-Playing in your words: Well in my words. Role playing is essentially creating a character in a fantasy setting (not necessarily in a computer game) and then acting as that person and interacting with the world in the same way that he/she would interact with the world. Define Meta-gaming in your words: in my words meta-gaming would be exploiting other peoples RP and not making things fun for others. Which just sucks plainly. A good example would be using knowledge that would otherwise be unknown to the player at the time. Define Power-gaming in your words: In my words. Power gaming is essentially exploiting other peoples RP and not making things fun for others by making your character always win over others. Which just ruins RP. A n Example would be making someone unable to fight back against your attacks. No matter what they say or do. Nor can they act out your attacks reaction on themselves. Or you kill an absurd amount of people without contest using a single attack or action.
IC: In Character Name: Neekara Darkscale Nickname: Neek, Neeks, Neekie, Neeko. Age: 45 Gender: male Race: Argonian Appearance: A rough skinned, night black argonian with fairly sharp horns on his head. ((Rather hard to describe really.)) He has 6 red markings on his neck. 3 on either side. Neekara maintains 3 scars over his left eye from a fight with a stray Hagraven. He is commonly seen wearing Steel Armor Wielding a trusty Steel Axe. Or dual weilding combinations of Restoration, or Destrcution magics. Personality: calm, cool, collective, and friendly. He also loves to adventure to dangerous places. In-game RP Fight example: "You're going to pay for attacking me!" Neekara shouts as he casts an ice spike towards his assailor. "As if!" The assailor shouts back as he easily dodges the clumsy spell. Neekara then resides to draw his Steel Axe and start slashing at his assailor. The assailor whacks his blade acrost Neekara's head broadside. Neekara after staggering back after taking the blow to his head. Brings his Steel axe to chop a large cut into the assailors head, finishing him off. Neekara sheathes his axe and continues on his merry way. Background: Neekara was born into a wealthy argonian family in skyrim As a little boy he would always imagine himself as a cave explorer in the small cave he had in his back yard through most of his childhood. Unbenownst to him that he had a great destiny ahead of him as an adventurer. After growing into his teens through most of some gang and territory wars. Neekara ad to fend for his own. Taking to some survival skills he had learned from his father. But he tried to stray from joining a gang as much as possible. Admittedly for Neekara this was hard. But as Neekara grew into adulthood. He tried to leave skyrim to visit the great Imperial City at the age 35. But he got caught trying to cross the border as a gang of Thieves tried to cross and pulled Neekara into their group for cover. He was mistakenly tooken for a theif. Although he did manage to escape from this predicament. Once he was free however he underwent rigorous training at the College of Winter hold to learn various magic techniques. As well as multiple training sessions with the companions in Whiterun. But Neekara didn't train for long. Even though his training was hard. He only got to at least apprentice level in all three skills. After all this training, Neekara left Skyrim to travel to the Imperial City. Seeking adventure elsewhere. After spending 3 years in the imperial lands. He travelled back to Black Marsh, his homeland, He stayed for 5 years. After he left the Black marsh and returned to the Imperial City. He stayed there for 2 years. Untill a fortunate (For him anyway) turn of events lead him to have gathered information from a guard there in the city that there was an adventure party being formed to travel to a mysterious land called Akavir that was just waiting to be explored. Neekara couldn't resist the urge and call of adventure. After 6 long and tedious months on a boat journey to Akavir (Involving multiple shark attacks and sea sickness moments). Neekara is ready to do whatever it takes to survive in The Land of Akavir.
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OOC: Ventus Everglade
IGN: Echo2151
Age: 14
Why us?: I love Elder Scrolls and I love Minecraft. Combo: Awesome
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Not yet but I shall.
Define Role-Playing in your words: RP in my own words is completely creating another version of yourself and acting as that created person.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta Gaming?
Define Power-gaming in your words: Power gaming is when you take control of someone or something rather fast after joining and taking control while also showing mercy and giving the other a chance to join you.
IC:
Name: Ventus Everglade
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Race: A rare mix between Elf and Human
Appearance: Strong, but graceful; always seen with a bow or sword
Personality: Calm and relaxed; able to take matters into his own hands at most times
In-game RP Fight example: You think you can defeat an Elfete? How childish.
Background: Ventus Everglade was born in the small village of Ramhorn and grew up there for many years, until his 13th birthday when he was conscrpted to join the king's army. The king gave much trust to Ventus and eventually sent him on a quest to secure the king's brother, Mathus. When he arrived, Mathus was found dead with a long spear protruding from his back. The soldiers, thinking that Ventus had done it, locked him away until his hanging. When he was thrown in the cell, he went to the rotted window and, with his amazing elf strength, pulled the bars free and escaped.
He traveled for many years in the endless forest, when a mysterious figure appeared in the road before him. Ventus longed to see another human being, so he began to stride over to it. Then, he felt sickened and colapsed. When he awoke, he was no longer in his home land, in fact, he seemed to be in another world entirely.
OOC: IGN: zuba2222 Age: 14 Why us?: I have been a great fan of Skyrim for a long time now. I have played all of the Skyrim games, and you cannot believe how excited I am for the new Elder Scrolls online version of it. You guys are the one. Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: No not yet. I will right after this though. Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Role-Playing is when people all over the world come and have a character that they have created with their own mind. Role-Playing is when you take that character you have made, and expressed his thoughts and his actions by mentally acting like your character in a specific time or area. Define Meta-gaming in your words: Using information that, IC, your character has not experienced/does not know yet. Define Power-gaming in your words: Having your character be extremely powerful and/or making unrealistic movements or actions in-game.
IC: Name: Darahin'Khan Nickname: (Optional) Leon Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Khajiit Appearance: Tall, and very greyish black skin. Three scars across his face. No special facial hair. Just fur on his head, no actual hair. Personality: Very stealthy, and likes to smirk more than usual. Can be serious at any given moment. Very determined, but at the same time shy. In-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog) (I'm going to do /a for an action.) /a Darahin'Khan walks into a bar, looking to meet a friend. /a A burly man steps up, and asks him why he's here. /a Darahin'Khan replies "Just here to meet a friend." /a Burly man replies: "Haha. Right. -swings a punch at leon- /a dodges barely, gasps. Attempts to punch burly man in the gut /a Burly man dodges, and attempts to kick Leon in his shins /a Darahin'Khan jumps and attemps to dodge the kick /a Darahin'Khan dodges the kick, Burly man laughs /a Burly man says "You are a strong fighter. Go on now. /a Darahin'Khan pushes others aside and moves on Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) Darahin'Khan, oh Darahin'Khan. His mother. Why did she give birth to him? His mother, just wanted a baby that was strong in spirit, and very hearty. His father, on the other hand, wanted a strong, fierce Khajiit. They were very cross with each other, and decided it'd be best to stop the fighting, and drop the baby by a pond. When they did, and walked away peacefully, a man in a dark cloak and mask came and swooped him up. The man raised him as an assassin, and to be deadly. The day the shadowy man picked him up, he looked up into the sun, and saw a star. The star he named Leon. He decided, it was right to name the young cat Leon too. Day after day, the shadowy man trained the young cat in martial arts and in the stealthy arts. The man, being trained in illusion, taught him the spells that he needed to flourish in his stealthy ways. The boy, once he was old enough to understand, asked the man. Are you my true father? The shadowy man replied: "If I was, you would be dead." The young Leon began to like this man, and the man begin to care for Leon. But..Leon noticed something. This isn't Skyrim. One day, he asked his master/new father this. The shadowy man replied, "No. It is definitely not. Skyrim was destroyed. Destroyed by them...I cannot say the name. I have brought you safely to a place called Akavir. You will like it here." The boy never spoke about that again. But, he still does not know his way around this new place. Keeping his master's stealthy ways, he will decide what will happen to him next. Darahin'Khan always asks himself. "Why was this done to me? Why don't my parents love me? Why don't they want me? Why did this man take me? What does he want to do with me?" Darahin'Khan will not know the answer...for now. But, I'm sure it's destined for him to find out. So, Darahin'Khan is off to explore the world of Akavir. But, before he leaves, his master gives him a special suit to carry with him for as long as he will remember the man who taught him. Darahin'Khan nodded, put on the tight fitting suit, and went out to find out all the answers he has been questioning himself for all his life.
OOC:
IGN: ThaShade
Age:15
Why us?:I love RPing, Elder Scrolls Lore,and Minecraft. You guys are the perfect combonation and I would love to RP with others.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Yes
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples)Taking on the persona of a "character" you have created and acting as that character buy doing certain actions.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Basicly breaking the 4th wall
Define Power-gaming in your words: Making your character unbeatable, other wise known as being OP and not fun to play with.
IC:
Name: Rokhan Aardenfell
Nickname: (Optional) Rokhan
Age:31
Gender: Male
Race: Nord
Appearance: Giant dark red beard braided into two ends at the bottom, White skin. Wheres a metal horned helmet with chain mail shoulder guards, leather tunic with leather pants and shoes.
Personality: Brash and confident in his seek for adventure (maybe too confident). He enjoys Chugging mead and singing cheerful sogs with others. He tries to see the better of people but if you find yourself on his badside he will disregard you as nothing but trash in the streets. In-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog) Rokhan is walking down a cobbled bath on his way to Riften. A masked man appears before him. MASKED MAN: Give all your money and maybe I will let you live. ROKHAN: You've messed with the wrong traveler thief! The thief draws his dagger and swipes, Rokhan's kneck as the target. Muscles at the ready Rokhan catches the thief's hand in mid-air. The Theif is quick to retaliate and knees Rokhan in the gut and staggers him back ROKHAN: Clever but foolish, feel my wrath! The thief lunges forward but Rokhan blocks it and head butts the thief to the ground. ROKHAN: Now beg for your life scum. THIEF: Please no more I'll do any thing, ANYTHING! ROKHAN: You give me all your money now. Thief gives Rokhan 500 septims. THIEF: This is all I have I swear to Akatosh! ROKHAN: Your free to go and next time I see you I wont Hesitate to end you. Thief runs off into the woods never to be seen again... Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.)
Rokhan was born and raised in Markarth where he learned the ways of a warrior . The constant forsworn attacks had honed Rokhan's skills into a powerful swordsman. Ounce the attacks were quelled Rokhan's need for adventure grew larger so he set out on a life of exploration and excitement. His travels took him all the way to the eastern shores of Morowind.
Rokhan first herd about the continent Akivir from a dark elf sailor. The sailor told a tail of strange monkey people and what he described as snow demons. This was all that it took for Rokhan to Board the next ship to Akivir. By the way the sailor described this new and mysterious place it would be the adventure of a life time.
OOC: IGN: zuba2222 Age: 14 Why us?: I have been a great fan of Skyrim for a long time now. I have played all of the Skyrim games, and you cannot believe how excited I am for the new Elder Scrolls online version of it. You guys are the one. Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: No not yet. I will right after this though. Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Role-Playing is when people all over the world come and have a character that they have created with their own mind. Role-Playing is when you take that character you have made, and expressed his thoughts and his actions by mentally acting like your character in a specific time or area. Define Meta-gaming in your words: Using information that, IC, your character has not experienced/does not know yet. Define Power-gaming in your words: Having your character be extremely powerful and/or making unrealistic movements or actions in-game.
IC: Name: Darahin'Khan Nickname: (Optional) Leon Age: 20 Gender: Male Race: Khajiit Appearance: Tall, and very greyish black skin. Three scars across his face. No special facial hair. Just fur on his head, no actual hair. Personality: Very stealthy, and likes to smirk more than usual. Can be serious at any given moment. Very determined, but at the same time shy. In-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog) (I'm going to do /a for an action.) /a Darahin'Khan walks into a bar, looking to meet a friend. /a A burly man steps up, and asks him why he's here. /a Darahin'Khan replies "Just here to meet a friend." /a Burly man replies: "Haha. Right. -swings a punch at leon- /a dodges barely, gasps. Attempts to punch burly man in the gut /a Burly man dodges, and attempts to kick Leon in his shins /a Darahin'Khan jumps and attemps to dodge the kick /a Darahin'Khan dodges the kick, Burly man laughs /a Burly man says "You are a strong fighter. Go on now. /a Darahin'Khan pushes others aside and moves on Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) Darahin'Khan, oh Darahin'Khan. His mother. Why did she give birth to him? His mother, just wanted a baby that was strong in spirit, and very hearty. His father, on the other hand, wanted a strong, fierce Khajiit. They were very cross with each other, and decided it'd be best to stop the fighting, and drop the baby by a pond. When they did, and walked away peacefully, a man in a dark cloak and mask came and swooped him up. The man raised him as an assassin, and to be deadly. The day the shadowy man picked him up, he looked up into the sun, and saw a star. The star he named Leon. He decided, it was right to name the young cat Leon too. Day after day, the shadowy man trained the young cat in martial arts and in the stealthy arts. The man, being trained in illusion, taught him the spells that he needed to flourish in his stealthy ways. The boy, once he was old enough to understand, asked the man. Are you my true father? The shadowy man replied: "If I was, you would be dead." The young Leon began to like this man, and the man begin to care for Leon. But..Leon noticed something. This isn't Skyrim. One day, he asked his master/new father this. The shadowy man replied, "No. It is definitely not. Skyrim was destroyed. Destroyed by them...I cannot say the name. I have brought you safely to a place called Akavir. You will like it here." The boy never spoke about that again. But, he still does not know his way around this new place. Keeping his master's stealthy ways, he will decide what will happen to him next. Darahin'Khan always asks himself. "Why was this done to me? Why don't my parents love me? Why don't they want me? Why did this man take me? What does he want to do with me?" Darahin'Khan will not know the answer...for now. But, I'm sure it's destined for him to find out. So, Darahin'Khan is off to explore the world of Akavir. But, before he leaves, his master gives him a special suit to carry with him for as long as he will remember the man who taught him. Darahin'Khan nodded, put on the tight fitting suit, and went out to find out all the answers he has been questioning himself for all his life.
OOC:
IGN: ThaShade
Age:15
Why us?:I love RPing, Elder Scrolls Lore,and Minecraft. You guys are the perfect combonation and I would love to RP with others.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Yes
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples)Taking on the persona of a "character" you have created and acting as that character buy doing certain actions.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Basicly breaking the 4th wall
Define Power-gaming in your words: Making your character unbeatable, other wise known as being OP and not fun to play with.
IC:
Name: Rokhan Aardenfell
Nickname: (Optional) Rokhan
Age:31
Gender: Male
Race: Nord
Appearance: Giant dark red beard braided into two ends at the bottom, White skin. Wheres a metal horned helmet with chain mail shoulder guards, leather tunic with leather pants and shoes.
Personality: Brash and confident in his seek for adventure (maybe too confident). He enjoys Chugging mead and singing cheerful sogs with others. He tries to see the better of people but if you find yourself on his badside he will disregard you as nothing but trash in the streets. In-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog) Rokhan is walking down a cobbled bath on his way to Riften. A masked man appears before him. MASKED MAN: Give all your money and maybe I will let you live. ROKHAN: You've messed with the wrong traveler thief! The thief draws his dagger and swipes, Rokhan's kneck as the target. Muscles at the ready Rokhan catches the thief's hand in mid-air. The Theif is quick to retaliate and knees Rokhan in the gut and staggers him back ROKHAN: Clever but foolish, feel my wrath! The thief lunges forward but Rokhan blocks it and head butts the thief to the ground. ROKHAN: Now beg for your life scum. THIEF: Please no more I'll do any thing, ANYTHING! ROKHAN: You give me all your money now. Thief gives Rokhan 500 septims. THIEF: This is all I have I swear to Akatosh! ROKHAN: Your free to go and next time I see you I wont Hesitate to end you. Thief runs off into the woods never to be seen again... Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.)
Rokhan was born and raised in Markarth where he learned the ways of a warrior . The constant forsworn attacks had honed Rokhan's skills into a powerful swordsman. Ounce the attacks were quelled Rokhan's need for adventure grew larger so he set out on a life of exploration and excitement. His travels took him all the way to the eastern shores of Morowind.
Rokhan first herd about the continent Akivir from a dark elf sailor. The sailor told a tail of strange monkey people and what he described as snow demons. This was all that it took for Rokhan to Board the next ship to Akivir. By the way the sailor described this new and mysterious place it would be the adventure of a life time.
Meta and Powergaming definitions are on, they can be found in the rules.
You are missing something from the rules
Not very big but the thief tries to stab him, a headbutt would be ignoring the thieves action. ((This doesn't really need changing, just wanted to point it out for server situations.))
Please expand the backstory. It should be at least two paragraphs.
How did he become a good swordsman?
Go into a bit more detail about him before Akavir. Most of the backstory is about him learning about the continent.
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IGN: maxus2222
age: 18
why us? : I belive that elder scrolls servers should be about role play and being in the players shoes not the controler (or just walking around doing shouts to knock people down cliff)
Time you can dedicate:1hour and 30 minutes - 5 hours
Define roleplay: i think roleplay is in the eye of the beholder and they can think what ever but to me its the sight the felling when i walk when i talk when i adventure i fell i'm there
define meta-gaming in your own words: its when some one finds something out then uses the information
define power-gaming in your own words: its when someone is over powered, a god, they can do nearly anything
Name: samson sheild
age: 22
gender :male
race: norm
appearance: he has 1 scar across his face from the dark brother hood he is a kinight it iron armour with a sword to match he has no other notable scars
weapons: a steel long sword
personality: he does not walk far from a adventoures path but he is no fall even though head strong he thinks of a way to come back on top
background:samson was born in helgen.He was born into a wealthy family but had bad relations with dark brother hood, samson was attacked he was beaten for day when he came home his mother and father could never look at him again because he was so easily killed , he swore he would kill every one in the dark brother hood. He seeks revange he has trained in the fighters guild with his elven friend burnt. He and his friend tried to work out where his enimes our he came to close because of this they killed burnt. Now he never speaks to elves because they make him remember of that day but as the war gets worce he must talk to the dark elves in his packed
i would love to be in the server
skooma rules
Metagaming definition is wrong, powergaming is a little bit off
Samson Shield doesn't seem like a lore friendly name for a Nord.
He can not have any weapons or armor when coming to Akavir.
Please add an RP example. This is needed to see if you can RP and how your character would react to situations.
Please redo the backstory. It needs to be longer and more organized. It is a mess and is very confusing.
If the Dark Brotherhood were paid to kill him, they wouldn't spare him.
Who were the enemies?
What war?
How did he hear about Akavir?
Grammar. It may not seem important but it is. It makes people want to RP with you.
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The Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Join Date:
9/23/2011
Posts:
127
Minecraft:
MissMurder_
Xbox:
XxAngelgir1xX
Member Details
OOC:
IGN: angelgirlx617
Age: 13
Why us?: I love the skyrim series and minecraft. I also absolutely love roleplaying so I think this server will be great
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Not yet, but after posting this I will.
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Roleplaying to me is acting as someone else in a fantasy way. Like making a character and acting as them in different ways
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta gaming is knowing something OOC and using it IC when your character couldn't have possibly known
Define Power-gaming in your words: Power gaming is not giving a player an option to do something when roleplaying. And example is *Bob lunges forward and stabs Rick in the chest.* Instead of saying *Bob lunges forward,attempting to stab Rick*
IC:
Name: Amber
Nickname: (Optional) Don't have one yet :3
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Race: Nord
Appearance: Amber has long red hair and dark green eyes. She wears a casual white shirt and brown shorts.
Personality: Amber is usually trying to show off her strength,and being fierce. She'll take anyone on in a fight,and will be careless about it. However,if not showing off or fighting, Amber is actually a kind and nice young woman who cares for her younger brother,Nick.
n-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog) A thief jumps out in front of Amber and her brother as they are walking through a forest. Thief: Give me all your money no one gets hurt! Amber: The only one who'll be getting hurt here will be YOU if you don't scram. The thief laughs and spits at Amber's feet. Amber: You're gonna regret that.. Amber unsheathes her long sword and grins as she charges towards the thief The thief unsheathes a short sword and slashes at Amber Amber dodges the attack and swings at the thief. The thief gets hit and falls over and slowly gets up,running before he can get hurt any more.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.)
Amber and Nick lived with in a somewhat rich family. The family was loved by many because of their kindness and hosbitality. Their love howver,also made them targets of many... Nick and Amber would constantly bicker,but when travelers came to visit the manor they lived in,they were always on their best behaviors. The family lived in peace for many years. Amber took interest in sword fighting,and combat. Even though it was not a girls sport,her parents encouraged it. She was taught ever since she was 10 by her father. However,Nick liked making art. Whether it be music,paint,or clay,he loved it. In his spare time,he would be writing songs,painting things he found in the woods,and creating clay bowls which he would also sell. The one thing they both liked were the woods. It was the only other time they wouldn't argue.They would race and explore high and low. The family lived together many years in harmony. One night however, that all changed.
Amber and Nick were sleeping peacefully,but was awoken by the scent of smoke. "MOM! DAD!" They yelled. They could hear the wood burning. Flames were everywhere. Suddenly,while searching for their parents,their mother burst through a set of doors,screaming and on fire,she fell to her knees and slowly and painfully died. "MOM!" they screamed through sobs. Their dad burst in after her,with a few burns. "I love you two so much.." He whispers as her lead them to a low window. He picked up Nick first,and helped him out the window. Amber was next. They were sobbing so hard. The flames caught up to their father and they could hear his screamed. They covered their ears and ran away from the burning home. After a few days,they got back on their feet. Word had went around about the burning. Many claimed it was a tribe of orcs that started the fire. Some said it was some Khajiit. Amber and Nick went from town to town,doing odd jobs for the townspeople to earn money. Soon,they heard about Akavir in a tavern,and became interested. The two discussed it,and decided to sail there a few days later. They purchased large amounts of food,and Amber got a better sword. They hitchhiked with a few men on a boat,and payed them coin to bring them there. It took a week to get there,but they split the food they bought with the men.By the time they arrived at Akavir, Amber was extremely sea sick,and Nick was perfectly fine. The men came off with them,but left them by themselves. The two siblings started to discuss what they would do now.
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Posting for my cousin who's playing Nick. OOC:
IGN :AirsickRaptor0
Age: 13
Why us?: My cousin showed me this server,and I love skyrim so I really want to join with her.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Not yet but when I finish I will!
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Roleplaying to me is acting as another character that you made up
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta gaming is knowing something IC you shouldn't know
Define Power-gaming in your words :Power-gaming is when you don't give another player a choice of action
IC:
Name: Nick
Nickname: (Optional) Nicky
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Race: Nord
Appearance: Nick has shaggy,long,black hair and dark green eyes like his sister. He wears a dark grey shirt with a brown jacket over it with brown pants. He wears a green cap on his head,with brown green shoes to match it.
Personality: Nick is kind,and isn't a showoff like his sister. He's kind of quiet,but will fight if needed to. He usually avoids it though. He's more of a diplomat than a fighter. He usually tries keeping his sister from fighting,but usually fails in doing so. He's quite the gentleman.
In-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog)
Thief: Oi! You there! Give me your money! Nick: Listen,if you could just calm down.. Thief: Shut up and give me your money. Nick throws 2 coins on the floor at his feet and says,with a poker face, Nick: There's my money, Thief: You poor scumbag.. You weren't worth my time. As the thief walks away, Nick grins,clutching his nearly full coin sack.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.)
Amber and Nick lived with in a somewhat rich family. The family was loved by many because of their kindness and hosbitality. Their love howver,also made them targets of many... Nick and Amber would constantly bicker,but when travelers came to visit the manor they lived in,they were always on their best behaviors. The family lived in peace for many years. Amber took interest in sword fighting,and combat. Even though it was not a girls sport,her parents encouraged it. She was taught ever since she was 10 by her father. However,Nick liked making art. Whether it be music,paint,or clay,he loved it. In his spare time,he would be writing songs,painting things he found in the woods,and creating clay bowls which he would also sell. The one thing they both liked were the woods. It was the only other time they wouldn't argue.They would race and explore high and low. The family lived together many years in harmony. One night however, that all changed.
Amber and Nick were sleeping peacefully,but was awoken by the scent of smoke. "MOM! DAD!" They yelled. They could hear the wood burning. Flames were everywhere. Suddenly,while searching for their parents,their mother burst through a set of doors,screaming and on fire,she fell to her knees and slowly and painfully died. "MOM!" they screamed through sobs. Their dad burst in after her,with a few burns. "I love you two so much.." He whispers as her lead them to a low window. He picked up Nick first,and helped him out the window. Amber was next. They were sobbing so hard. The flames caught up to their father and they could hear his screamed. They covered their ears and ran away from the burning home. After a few days,they got back on their feet. Word had went around about the burning. Many claimed it was a tribe of orcs that started the fire. Some said it was some Khajiit. Amber and Nick went from town to town,doing odd jobs for the townspeople to earn money. Soon,they heard about Akavir in a tavern,and became interested. The two discussed it,and decided to sail there a few days later. They purchased large amounts of food,and Amber got a better sword. They hitchhiked with a few men on a boat,and payed them coin to bring them there. It took a week to get there,but they split the food they bought with the men.By the time they arrived at Akavir, Amber was extremely sea sick,and Nick was perfectly fine. The men came off with them,but left them by themselves. The two siblings started to discuss what they would do now.
OOC:
IGN:garrettsumpter
Age:15
Why us?:
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?:
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) when someone takes control of a character and uses them in a make beleive scenerio.
Define Meta-gaming in your words:using OOC knowledge IC
Define Power-gaming in your words:making your character far too powerful or controlling
IC:
Name:Axel Warenblade
Nickname: (Optional)
Age:20
Gender:male
Race:Imperial
Appearance:gray cloak, black pants, with a quiver on his back, brown hair, blue eyes, six feet tall, skinny yet has quite a bit of muscle.
Personality:he isnt very trusting, and he doesnt talk much, but when he does its short a simple, yet to the point.
In-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog)Axel is walking down a rode and a bandit comes out of the tree line with an iron battleaxe. The banit says "Give me all your septims, or you're heads gonna end up on a pike." Axel, rather than responding, raised an eyebrow and slowly unscheathed his dual scimitars. "Why dont you hand over your septims before i grow irritated of your foul manners." The bandit growls, and charges with the battleaxe. Axel drops into a roll navigates to the left of the bandit, jumping up. Then does a quick upward slice to remove the bandits left arm.(His dominant arm, that was holding the battleaxe.)The battleaxe falls to the ground with a puddle of blood forming. The bandit starts to scream and groan, holding the stub of an arm. Axel then puts the scimitars together to form one shortsword and makes one powerful slice to the neck to end the battle. Axel scheathed his scimitars and looted the bandit fof his septims and jewels, then continued down the road.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.)Axel was born and raised in the waterfront of the Imperial City.His father left before he was born and his mother was always at the bar drunk, neither cared for their son. Growing up on the waterfront means that you deal with alot of theives and assasins. Axel became a very good theif and if he had to, could assassinate someone with no sign of murder. He hated his home and left at the age of 20, seeking any form of civilization to where he could conform. He wanted to go to Akavir because of the tales he heard about this magnificent continent.
I love how I actually got someone banned for me posting that picture XD I don't understand HOW Farch got admin, considering he's pretty much the reason Sins of Our Fathers sucked and died. And he's one of the worst people that could possibly be staff in the history of the universe
Why us?: I love the skyrim series and minecraft. I also absolutely love roleplaying so I think this server will be great
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Not yet, but after posting this I will.
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Roleplaying to me is acting as someone else in a fantasy way. Like making a character and acting as them in different ways
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta gaming is knowing something OOC and using it IC when your character couldn't have possibly known
Define Power-gaming in your words: Power gaming is not giving a player an option to do something when roleplaying. And example is *Bob lunges forward and stabs Rick in the chest.* Instead of saying *Bob lunges forward,attempting to stab Rick*
IC:
Name: Amber
Nickname: (Optional) Don't have one yet :3
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Race: Nord
Appearance: Amber has long red hair and dark green eyes. She wears a casual white shirt and brown shorts.
Personality: Amber is usually trying to show off her strength,and being fierce. She'll take anyone on in a fight,and will be careless about it. However,if not showing off or fighting, Amber is actually a kind and nice young woman who cares for her younger brother,Nick.
n-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog) A thief jumps out in front of Amber and her brother as they are walking through a forest. Thief: Give me all your money no one gets hurt! Amber: The only one who'll be getting hurt here will be YOU if you don't scram. The thief laughs and spits at Amber's feet. Amber: You're gonna regret that.. Amber unsheathes her long sword and grins as she charges towards the thief The thief unsheathes a short sword and slashes at Amber Amber dodges the attack and swings at the thief. The thief gets hit and falls over and slowly gets up,running before he can get hurt any more.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.)
Amber and Nick lived with in a somewhat rich family. The family was loved by many because of their kindness and hosbitality. Their love howver,also made them targets of many... Nick and Amber would constantly bicker,but when travelers came to visit the manor they lived in,they were always on their best behaviors. The family lived in peace for many years. Amber took interest in sword fighting,and combat. Even though it was not a girls sport,her parents encouraged it. She was taught ever since she was 10 by her father. However,Nick liked making art. Whether it be music,paint,or clay,he loved it. In his spare time,he would be writing songs,painting things he found in the woods,and creating clay bowls which he would also sell. The one thing they both liked were the woods. It was the only other time they wouldn't argue.They would race and explore high and low. The family lived together many years in harmony. One night however, that all changed.
Amber and Nick were sleeping peacefully,but was awoken by the scent of smoke. "MOM! DAD!" They yelled. They could hear the wood burning. Flames were everywhere. Suddenly,while searching for their parents,their mother burst through a set of doors,screaming and on fire,she fell to her knees and slowly and painfully died. "MOM!" they screamed through sobs. Their dad burst in after her,with a few burns. "I love you two so much.." He whispers as her lead them to a low window. He picked up Nick first,and helped him out the window. Amber was next. They were sobbing so hard. The flames caught up to their father and they could hear his screamed. They covered their ears and ran away from the burning home. After a few days,they got back on their feet. Word had went around about the burning. Many claimed it was a tribe of orcs that started the fire. Some said it was some Khajiit. Amber and Nick went from town to town,doing odd jobs for the townspeople to earn money. Soon,they heard about Akavir in a tavern,and became interested. The two discussed it,and decided to sail there a few days later. They purchased large amounts of food,and Amber got a better sword. They hitchhiked with a few men on a boat,and payed them coin to bring them there. It took a week to get there,but they split the food they bought with the men.By the time they arrived at Akavir, Amber was extremely sea sick,and Nick was perfectly fine. The men came off with them,but left them by themselves. The two siblings started to discuss what they would do now.
Skooma kills!
Powergaming is a bit shaky for acceptance
Amber and Nick are not lore friendly Nord names.
Please expand the RP example.
Where was she born? Also make the backstory more about your character.
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Posting for my cousin who's playing Nick. OOC:
IGN :AirsickRaptor0
Age: 13
Why us?: My cousin showed me this server,and I love skyrim so I really want to join with her.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Not yet but when I finish I will!
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Roleplaying to me is acting as another character that you made up
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta gaming is knowing something IC you shouldn't know
Define Power-gaming in your words :Power-gaming is when you don't give another player a choice of action
IC:
Name: Nick
Nickname: (Optional) Nicky
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Race: Nord
Appearance: Nick has shaggy,long,black hair and dark green eyes like his sister. He wears a dark grey shirt with a brown jacket over it with brown pants. He wears a green cap on his head,with brown green shoes to match it.
Personality: Nick is kind,and isn't a showoff like his sister. He's kind of quiet,but will fight if needed to. He usually avoids it though. He's more of a diplomat than a fighter. He usually tries keeping his sister from fighting,but usually fails in doing so. He's quite the gentleman.
In-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog)
Thief: Oi! You there! Give me your money! Nick: Listen,if you could just calm down.. Thief: Shut up and give me your money. Nick throws 2 coins on the floor at his feet and says,with a poker face, Nick: There's my money, Thief: You poor scumbag.. You weren't worth my time. As the thief walks away, Nick grins,clutching his nearly full coin sack.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.)
Amber and Nick lived with in a somewhat rich family. The family was loved by many because of their kindness and hosbitality. Their love howver,also made them targets of many... Nick and Amber would constantly bicker,but when travelers came to visit the manor they lived in,they were always on their best behaviors. The family lived in peace for many years. Amber took interest in sword fighting,and combat. Even though it was not a girls sport,her parents encouraged it. She was taught ever since she was 10 by her father. However,Nick liked making art. Whether it be music,paint,or clay,he loved it. In his spare time,he would be writing songs,painting things he found in the woods,and creating clay bowls which he would also sell. The one thing they both liked were the woods. It was the only other time they wouldn't argue.They would race and explore high and low. The family lived together many years in harmony. One night however, that all changed.
Amber and Nick were sleeping peacefully,but was awoken by the scent of smoke. "MOM! DAD!" They yelled. They could hear the wood burning. Flames were everywhere. Suddenly,while searching for their parents,their mother burst through a set of doors,screaming and on fire,she fell to her knees and slowly and painfully died. "MOM!" they screamed through sobs. Their dad burst in after her,with a few burns. "I love you two so much.." He whispers as her lead them to a low window. He picked up Nick first,and helped him out the window. Amber was next. They were sobbing so hard. The flames caught up to their father and they could hear his screamed. They covered their ears and ran away from the burning home. After a few days,they got back on their feet. Word had went around about the burning. Many claimed it was a tribe of orcs that started the fire. Some said it was some Khajiit. Amber and Nick went from town to town,doing odd jobs for the townspeople to earn money. Soon,they heard about Akavir in a tavern,and became interested. The two discussed it,and decided to sail there a few days later. They purchased large amounts of food,and Amber got a better sword. They hitchhiked with a few men on a boat,and payed them coin to bring them there. It took a week to get there,but they split the food they bought with the men.By the time they arrived at Akavir, Amber was extremely sea sick,and Nick was perfectly fine. The men came off with them,but left them by themselves. The two siblings started to discuss what they would do now.
Skooma kills!
Powergaming definition is a bit shaky, it can be found in the rules.
Name is not lore friendly
Please expand the RP example.
Please make your own backstory and post it on your own account.
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Ign:maxus2222
Age:18
Have i voted on planet minecraft: yes
Why us: i belive that an elder scrolls server should be about roleplay not building we dont do that in any elder scrolls game i should be about lore.
Time dedicated: 1hour and a half - 5 hours
Define roleplay:I think role play is felling in the players shoes they need to be able to hear what is happening and fell it.
Define meta-gaming: Is using information that your player shouldn't know
Define power-gaming: Killing someone randomly or killing many people
Name:Adeber morven
Age: 22
Gender: male
Race: norm
Appearrance: Dark brown hair,green eyes, heavy built body, a scar across his face
Weapons: Bow
Personality: Adeber has always been a friendly man. He treats everyone with a kind heart but things out this world he has an anger for. Things who seek people dead, he will stop them!
Background: Adeber has always been a kind boy living on his fathers farm but he has had training shooting down wild dear and even defending the farm from wolves.He is not the richest man or the most skillful but he will try and defend what is right.He has also learned how to make good food from his fathers farm.As he growed up he decided to become a bar tender but as a fight broke out he pulled out his bow and shot the man who started it, something came over him, he didn't know why but he has anger in his heart.He knew it was self defence but just couldn't forgive himself.For 3 years no one saw him untill now he came from a the mountines west from Dawnstar ragged.At first he spoked to know one not even his dad but then the first word he said was "can i buy a boat" his father hugged the man and gave him the money the man set of on his boat with nothing but food and rags he now sets adrift to who knows where...
It is thought that a dark mage had told him of a distance island
I would love to join your server
and Skooma rules
Powergaming definition is still off
Please expand the appearance
He can not have any weapons when coming to Akavir.
Where was he born?
How was he able to defend against wolves without ever shooting a bow before?
The guards would not let murder slide past them.
Why would he want to buy a boat?
What do you mean a dark mage told him? How and where did he find this mage?
Please expand the backstory. It may barely meet the minimum length.
Grammar could still use a bit of brushing up.
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OOC:
IGN:garrettsumpter
Age:15
Why us?:
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?:
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) when someone takes control of a character and uses them in a make beleive scenerio.
Define Meta-gaming in your words:using OOC knowledge IC
Define Power-gaming in your words:making your character far too powerful or controlling
IC:
Name:Axel Warenblade
Nickname: (Optional)
Age:20
Gender:male
Race:Imperial
Appearance:gray cloak, black pants, with a quiver on his back, brown hair, blue eyes, six feet tall, skinny yet has quite a bit of muscle.
Personality:he isnt very trusting, and he doesnt talk much, but when he does its short a simple, yet to the point.
In-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog)Axel is walking down a rode and a bandit comes out of the tree line with an iron battleaxe. The banit says "Give me all your septims, or you're heads gonna end up on a pike." Axel, rather than responding, raised an eyebrow and slowly unscheathed his dual scimitars. "Why dont you hand over your septims before i grow irritated of your foul manners." The bandit growls, and charges with the battleaxe. Axel drops into a roll navigates to the left of the bandit, jumping up. Then does a quick upward slice to remove the bandits left arm.(His dominant arm, that was holding the battleaxe.)The battleaxe falls to the ground with a puddle of blood forming. The bandit starts to scream and groan, holding the stub of an arm. Axel then puts the scimitars together to form one shortsword and makes one powerful slice to the neck to end the battle. Axel scheathed his scimitars and looted the bandit fof his septims and jewels, then continued down the road.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.)Axel was born and raised in the waterfront of the Imperial City.His father left before he was born and his mother was always at the bar drunk, neither cared for their son. Growing up on the waterfront means that you deal with alot of theives and assasins. Axel became a very good theif and if he had to, could assassinate someone with no sign of murder. He hated his home and left at the age of 20, seeking any form of civilization to where he could conform. He wanted to go to Akavir because of the tales he heard about this magnificent continent.
Skooma Kills!
DONT EAT THE BREAD!!!
Powergaming definition seems to be missing a part. It can be found on the rules
Axel does not seem very lore friendly for an Imperial. Imperials have more Roman sounding names.
There were traces of powergaming in your RP example (IE. Rolling and instantly swinging up))
Please expand the backstory
He became a good assassin without training? I don't think so. He would need to learn how to use a weapon and be stealthy.
Why did he hate his home?
How did he hear these tales? At a tavern? From a traveller?
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) when someone takes control of a character and uses them in a make believe scenario.
Define Meta-gaming in your words:using OOC knowledge IC
Define Power-gaming in your words:making your character far too powerful or controlling, playing the game very seriously and/or playing a long periods of time.
IC:
Name: Nisimar Goldfeather
Nickname: (Optional)
Age:20
Gender:male
Race:Dunmer
Appearance:gray cloak, black pants, with a quiver on his back, brown hair, blue eyes, six feet tall, skinny yet has quite a bit of muscle.
Personality:he isn't very trusting, and he doesn't talk much, but when he does its short a simple, yet to the point.
In-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog) Nisimar is walking down a rode and a bandit comes out of the tree line with an iron battleaxe. The bandit says "Give me all your septims, or you're heads gonna end up on a pike." Nisimar, rather than responding, raised an eyebrow and slowly unsheathed his dual scimitars. "Why don't you hand over your septims before i grow irritated of your foul manners." The bandit growls, and charges with the battleaxe. Nisimar is surprised by the outburst and is struck unto the ground, as his scimitars go flying out of his hands. The bandit holds Nisimar down with his enormous strength. Nisimar manages to knock the bandit off balance bye kicking him behind the knee. After knocking the bandit off guard, Nisimar roles over to one of his scimitars and gets on his feet. Him and the bandit start circling eachother, waiting to see who will strike first. The bandit stops, then starts inching toward him. in a quick burst the bandit ran and swung his battleaxe right to left aiming for Nisimars neck. Nisimar grins, then moves to the left dodging the attack, steadies himself then slices right to left across the bandit side. The bandit then backs up and says :You will pay for that!" Nisimar glares at the bandit and picks up the other scimitar that is laying next to him.The bandit charges again, only this time he is swing straight down aiming for his head (the swing is slow because the bandit is enjured). Nisimar reacts by stepping forward jabbing both scimitars into the bandits stomach. After a moment Nisimar twists the sword and pulls out, the bandit drops his battleaxe, then drops to the ground as Nisimars steps back to watch the bandit die. Nisimar is breathing heavily. he leans down, whispers a few prayers and closes the bandits eyes, loots him of his gold and jewels. Then is on the road again.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) Nisimar was born and raised in the waterfront of the Imperial City. His father left before he was born and his mother was always at the bar drunk, neither cared for their son. His father left his dual scimitars with his mother, so when they needed money they could sell it. but Nisimar had a great obsession with these swords. During the night he would sneak them out and go to the arena and get training from an old man there named Amiel. Amiel was an old redguard who taught Nisimar how to fight with great expertise. Amiel became a father figure to Nisimar. Amiel told Nisimar tales of Akavir, a land of opportunity and adventure. Nisimar hated his mother and his home, it descusted him, and so did his mother. So when Nisismar was twenty he set off too Akavir, he stole his fathers scimitars and sharpened them before saying goodbye to his friend Amiel, and then he was off to the land of adventure.
IGN: Big_Jewski
Age: I am 14 years old
Why us?: I enjoyed the game of Skyrim, but eventualy got bored of it. I decided to enjoy Skyrim again on minecraft! I think there will be more freedom in minecraft, and allow for an overall better role play experience.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: I tried, if it did not go through I will vote again!
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Role play is when a player or players act as a fictional character. They think as their character, act as their character, and speak as their character. Most of the time people role play or act as if they are in medieval times, however that's not always the case.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta-Gaming is gaming with a strategic influence on how things might go. Using personal knowledge to help you overcome an obstacle
Define Power-gaming in your words: Power-Gaming is gaming when you can dodge every bullet and overcome every obstacle. Being able to do anything without any troubles or struggle.
IC:
Name: Belkas
Nickname: (Optional) Belch
Age: 54
Gender: Male
Race: Bosmer
Appearance: An older fellow with a somewhat long white beard and bushy white eyebrows. You can sense the fact that he combs his combover every day. One large scar underneath his cheeck bone, but other than that minimal bruising. He has deep blue eyes, and is fairly tall for his age. Although, he is gaining weight quickly because of his idleness. He usually wears overalls made of vines and leaves. A pair of pants with green algea on them too. He is rather muscular and a facial complexion that is sure to stun the ladies.
Personality: Belkas is rather nice, helping many in need. However, he can be grumpy also. If you fail to notice his combed hair, he will not enjoy the visit. Other than that, he is very humble and nice. A reserved fellow, resembling a monk of some sort.
In-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog) *Noticing his fellow elves in trouble Belkas rushes toward his axe and potion table* "Ahhh! They've done it again! *Belkas mumbles to himself* "How are we supposed to defend ourselves from these.... these... things!?!" *A dragon breaks through Belkas' roof and stares at the old man in disgrace* *Belkas turns around and flings a potion at the dragon* "Well, that ought to do it!" "Although, I better pack my bags and head north, this place won't smell good after this!" *Seeing two little children staring at Belkas as if he were their only hope of defense* "Ugh!' *Belkas thinking to himself: They want a show? They want a savior!? Lets give it to em!* AHHH!!! *Belkas rushes toward the dragon with his axe and attempts to chop off its eye*
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.)
Belkas was born long ago, however, the fighting was still around. He was born near what was known as Valenwood. When his mother told him to follow his father towards Akavir he did as he was told. However, being the young child he was, he wandered of track and found himself in the deep jungle. After his 15th birthday, Belkas found another road, one leading to a large castle. Not knowing where he was, Belkas entered the castle seeing serpent like people with grinning faces. But, a younger Tsaesci spared Belkas' life, and they became best friends.
When Belkas turned 24, he realized what sorts of terrible things these creatures were planning to do. Belkas set off for a different life. He ventured the jungles again and remained there for most of his life. Acting as a monk, reserving his feelings and thoughts for himself. However, when word came that something terrible was about to happen, Belkas set out again. Eventually finding a smaller village to live with, he settled down and studied the ways of all.
P.S. You will be happy to find that I extended the backstory quite a bit.
P.S.S. Have a nice day bro!
Age: 13
Timezone: AET (Australian Eastern Time)
Why us?: I've always been looking for an Elder Scrolls server and there aren't any others.
Time you can dedicate: Depends on the server. If its fun, you'll see me online very often.
Define roleplaying in your words: Roleplay is when one person assumes the role of a fictional character in a fictional setting.
Define meta-gaming in your words: Metagaming is when one finds out things from OOC and uses that information IC.
Define power-gaming in your words: When a character is pretty much a god and can't be beaten. For example: John_Wollie : Hey, come in my car, let's go to my crib! You'll get some cash.
Jack_Shang : Uhm, okay... I'll come with you in one condition...
John_Wollie : No, get in!
John_Wollie grabs Jack and throws him into car.
John_Wollie ties him.
See? Do you get it? That's completely Powergaming from John_Wollie.
Name: Landrin Skysword
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Imperial
Appearance: Wears chainmail armor so that he can jump around if needed. He has a scar running down his left eye, but no-one can see it because of his hood.
Weapons: Steel sword, magic.
Personality: Landrin was very focused. Once he had an objective, he had too complete it, no matter what. He didn't talk a lot. He needed some men too join his order. Too fight for peace.
Biography: Landrins mother had mastered the arcane arts and his father had mastered stealth and swords. He used too watch his mother train from his house when he was young. He always wished too be just like his mother. He had also been very interested in what his father did. He never knew what he was but he knew that stealth and swords would be very useful in the future. When he was about, 8, his house was raided by orcs and his parents were killed while trying too keep him safe. There was a back-exit in the house, and his parents told him too run into the woods. As fast as he could. He started running and heard screams from his house. At that moment, he knew his parents were dead. He then heard some orcs from behind him. They were following Landrin. He kept running until he say a pile of hay. He jumped in and hid there until the orcs were gone. When he was sure that they were gone, he came out and looked around. He needed too find a small city or settlement. He knew he couldn't go back home too get his belongings. He saw a large tree and started climbing it. He jumped from one branch too another until he found a large city, Solitude. He went in and lived in the streets. He had learnt theivery, magic, and distraction. He could distract anyone.
One day, he was caught stealing an apple from a fruit stall. The shopkeeper tried too chase him. He managed too find a hiding spot and hid there. The shopkeeper had called the guards and they startd looking for him. He looked around and saw an old man. He thought that he could pickpocket him. He went up close too him and reached for his bag, but the old man got his arm and smiled at him.
'What do you think your doing, child?' asked the old man.
'Nothing, sir. I'm sorry for bumping into you.' said Landrin.
The old man laughed and said;
'Please... You were trying too take my bag, isn't it?' said the old man.
Landrin was speachless...
'It is ok. Here, have some food. Come into my house, its too cold over here.' said the old man.
Landrin followed the old man into his house. He had lived with the old man ever since.
The old man had trained him at combat. Swords, bows, magic etc. The old man had many friends who helped. At the age of 13, he had mastered the arcane arts. When he reached the age of 16, the old man fell sick, and was on his deathbed. Landrin looked after him. He earned money and fed the old man, just as he the old man took care of Landrin. When he reached the age of 18, the old man had died. He buried the old man and decided to move. He couldn't stay in Solitude any longer. He sold the house and earned enough too take a ship too Akavir...
He knew he had tougher times ahead and was ready too face them with magic, swords, and stealth by his side.
Thank you for reading this and if I made any mistakes and/or have too stress on or improve a certain point, let me know!
IGN: Tharane
Age: 13
Why us?: I saw Akavir and I love all the Elder Scrolls games and RPG's so I immediantly wanted to join!
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Not Yet, but I will
Define Role-Playing in your words: A game in which you can be whoever you want to be and do whatever you want, as long as it is with the rules of the game.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: When one does something that he/she has no or very little information on.
Define Power-gaming in your words: When one character forces a action upon another.
IC: In Character
Name: Tharane Adranian
Nickname: None
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Race: Breton
Appearance: Medium hight, skinny, dirty blonde hair, white curved rune on his left cheek, a slight beard.
Personality: Likes to be with his friends, enjoys a good adventure, serious when he needs to, in all a nice guy to everyone.
In-game RP Fight example: One day Tharane entered a tavern and inside he saw the bartender being harassed by three of men. "You owe us, and we intend to recieve what you owe us in any way possible," one particularly muscular one said. "Even if it's killing you." Tharane immediantly went up and said, "If you so much as put a scratch on that man's head, I will not hesitate to kill you." The leader. for the leader he was, then turned around, chuckled, and threw the bartender across the room and he hit a wall. He then said with a evil grin on his face, "Oops, does that count as a scratch?" Tharane then pulled out his Staff of Bolts and shocked one of the leader's thugs, and killed him. The other then drew a axe and charged Tharane. He parried the man with a short sword for about thirty seconds then finally killed the man with a slash across the chest. The leader then laughed and said, "Ha! You think you can defeat me!? I am at least ten times as powerful as you!" Tharane just looked him straight in the eyes and said, "Oh, I don't think. I know." The leader then pulled a warhammer out and charged Tharane. He dodged the leader's warhammer, then, baraly escaping from getting his head cut off, stabbed the leader in the side with the short sword. With blinding speed the man thrust up Tharane's sword and slashed him in the leg with a dagger, causing him to fall back and loose his weapons. The leader then put a dagger to Tharane's throat and said, "Any last words?" "Goodbye," Tharan said to him as he hit the man in the chest with a burst of flames sending him backwards, and killing him. Tharane was later healed by Lucien, and to this very day he has a scar on his leg where the man stabbed him. Thus did Tharane defeat the bandits, and ensure the bartender that he was protected from all harm.
Background: Tharane was born in Cyrodill, in the Imperial City and has lived there his whole life a a mage. His parents died of a bandit raid when he was very young, and his master, Lucien, found him in the wreckage and took him as his own. Every once and a while someone comes to him, he discovers something, or he overhears things, and he goes to take a look at it. When Tharane was 18, and still apperentacing to Lucien, he found a dark orb at a ruin about one hour from the capital. He showed it to his brother, Zaneron, because he knew about dark magics. When he took it, a black smok erupted from it concealing Zaneron in it. He was possesed by a dark power who then tried to kill Tharane. He fended him off as best as he could, but was no match for the dark power's abilities. Lucien then came, for he had sensed a disturbance, and defeated the dark power, but it managed to escape along with Zaneron's body and soul. Eleven years later he heard about the land Akavir, he decided to go there and embark on a great journey so he could gain knowledge and wisdom, and hopefully find strong magics so next time he faces his brother, or what is left of him, he won't lose again. Hey yo hope this works out cuz I would really love to be on your server! It looks really awesome and everything looks awesome on it!
IGN: cvbnbnm
Age: 14
Why us?: Because i've always been a vivid fan of the Elder Scrolls. And whenever i play i always imagine myself in my characters shoes. Fighting the good fight. For whoever i choose to fight for.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: No. Mainly because i am having account issues with planet minecraft.
Define Role-Playing in your words: Well in my words. Role playing is essentially creating a character in a fantasy setting (not necessarily in a computer game) and then acting as that person and interacting with the world in the same way that he/she would interact with the world.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: in my words meta-gaming would be exploiting other peoples RP and not making things fun for others. Which just sucks plainly. A good example would be using knowledge that would otherwise be unknown to the player at the time.
Define Power-gaming in your words: In my words. Power gaming is essentially exploiting other peoples RP and not making things fun for others by making your character always win over others. Which just ruins RP. A n Example would be making someone unable to fight back against your attacks. No matter what they say or do. Nor can they act out your attacks reaction on themselves. Or you kill an absurd amount of people without contest using a single attack or action.
IC: In Character
Name: Neekara Darkscale
Nickname: Neek, Neeks, Neekie, Neeko.
Age: 45
Gender: male
Race: Argonian
Appearance: A rough skinned, night black argonian with fairly sharp horns on his head. ((Rather hard to describe really.)) He has 6 red markings on his neck. 3 on either side. Neekara maintains 3 scars over his left eye from a fight with a stray Hagraven. He is commonly seen wearing Steel Armor Wielding a trusty Steel Axe. Or dual weilding combinations of Restoration, or Destrcution magics.
Personality: calm, cool, collective, and friendly. He also loves to adventure to dangerous places.
In-game RP Fight example: "You're going to pay for attacking me!" Neekara shouts as he casts an ice spike towards his assailor. "As if!" The assailor shouts back as he easily dodges the clumsy spell. Neekara then resides to draw his Steel Axe and start slashing at his assailor. The assailor whacks his blade acrost Neekara's head broadside. Neekara after staggering back after taking the blow to his head. Brings his Steel axe to chop a large cut into the assailors head, finishing him off. Neekara sheathes his axe and continues on his merry way.
Background: Neekara was born into a wealthy argonian family in skyrim As a little boy he would always imagine himself as a cave explorer in the small cave he had in his back yard through most of his childhood. Unbenownst to him that he had a great destiny ahead of him as an adventurer. After growing into his teens through most of some gang and territory wars. Neekara ad to fend for his own. Taking to some survival skills he had learned from his father. But he tried to stray from joining a gang as much as possible. Admittedly for Neekara this was hard. But as Neekara grew into adulthood. He tried to leave skyrim to visit the great Imperial City at the age 35. But he got caught trying to cross the border as a gang of Thieves tried to cross and pulled Neekara into their group for cover. He was mistakenly tooken for a theif. Although he did manage to escape from this predicament. Once he was free however he underwent rigorous training at the College of Winter hold to learn various magic techniques. As well as multiple training sessions with the companions in Whiterun. But Neekara didn't train for long. Even though his training was hard. He only got to at least apprentice level in all three skills. After all this training, Neekara left Skyrim to travel to the Imperial City. Seeking adventure elsewhere. After spending 3 years in the imperial lands. He travelled back to Black Marsh, his homeland, He stayed for 5 years. After he left the Black marsh and returned to the Imperial City. He stayed there for 2 years. Untill a fortunate (For him anyway) turn of events lead him to have gathered information from a guard there in the city that there was an adventure party being formed to travel to a mysterious land called Akavir that was just waiting to be explored. Neekara couldn't resist the urge and call of adventure. After 6 long and tedious months on a boat journey to Akavir (Involving multiple shark attacks and sea sickness moments). Neekara is ready to do whatever it takes to survive in The Land of Akavir.
SKOOMA KILLS
(Repost, reapply, whatever :P)
OOC: Ventus Everglade
IGN: Echo2151
Age: 14
Why us?: I love Elder Scrolls and I love Minecraft. Combo: Awesome
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Not yet but I shall.
Define Role-Playing in your words: RP in my own words is completely creating another version of yourself and acting as that created person.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta Gaming?
Define Power-gaming in your words: Power gaming is when you take control of someone or something rather fast after joining and taking control while also showing mercy and giving the other a chance to join you.
IC:
Name: Ventus Everglade
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Race: A rare mix between Elf and Human
Appearance: Strong, but graceful; always seen with a bow or sword
Personality: Calm and relaxed; able to take matters into his own hands at most times
In-game RP Fight example: You think you can defeat an Elfete? How childish.
Background: Ventus Everglade was born in the small village of Ramhorn and grew up there for many years, until his 13th birthday when he was conscrpted to join the king's army. The king gave much trust to Ventus and eventually sent him on a quest to secure the king's brother, Mathus. When he arrived, Mathus was found dead with a long spear protruding from his back. The soldiers, thinking that Ventus had done it, locked him away until his hanging. When he was thrown in the cell, he went to the rotted window and, with his amazing elf strength, pulled the bars free and escaped.
He traveled for many years in the endless forest, when a mysterious figure appeared in the road before him. Ventus longed to see another human being, so he began to stride over to it. Then, he felt sickened and colapsed. When he awoke, he was no longer in his home land, in fact, he seemed to be in another world entirely.
IGN: zuba2222
Age: 14
Why us?: I have been a great fan of Skyrim for a long time now. I have played all of the Skyrim games, and you cannot believe how excited I am for the new Elder Scrolls online version of it. You guys are the one.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: No not yet. I will right after this though.
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Role-Playing is when people all over the world come and have a character that they have created with their own mind. Role-Playing is when you take that character you have made, and expressed his thoughts and his actions by mentally acting like your character in a specific time or area.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Using information that, IC, your character has not experienced/does not know yet.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Having your character be extremely powerful and/or making unrealistic movements or actions in-game.
IC:
Name: Darahin'Khan
Nickname: (Optional) Leon
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Khajiit
Appearance: Tall, and very greyish black skin. Three scars across his face. No special facial hair. Just fur on his head, no actual hair.
Personality: Very stealthy, and likes to smirk more than usual. Can be serious at any given moment. Very determined, but at the same time shy.
In-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog) (I'm going to do /a for an action.)
/a Darahin'Khan walks into a bar, looking to meet a friend.
/a A burly man steps up, and asks him why he's here.
/a Darahin'Khan replies "Just here to meet a friend."
/a Burly man replies: "Haha. Right. -swings a punch at leon-
/a dodges barely, gasps. Attempts to punch burly man in the gut
/a Burly man dodges, and attempts to kick Leon in his shins
/a Darahin'Khan jumps and attemps to dodge the kick
/a Darahin'Khan dodges the kick, Burly man laughs
/a Burly man says "You are a strong fighter. Go on now.
/a Darahin'Khan pushes others aside and moves on
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) Darahin'Khan, oh Darahin'Khan. His mother. Why did she give birth to him? His mother, just wanted a baby that was strong in spirit, and very hearty. His father, on the other hand, wanted a strong, fierce Khajiit. They were very cross with each other, and decided it'd be best to stop the fighting, and drop the baby by a pond. When they did, and walked away peacefully, a man in a dark cloak and mask came and swooped him up. The man raised him as an assassin, and to be deadly. The day the shadowy man picked him up, he looked up into the sun, and saw a star. The star he named Leon. He decided, it was right to name the young cat Leon too.
Day after day, the shadowy man trained the young cat in martial arts and in the stealthy arts. The man, being trained in illusion, taught him the spells that he needed to flourish in his stealthy ways. The boy, once he was old enough to understand, asked the man. Are you my true father? The shadowy man replied: "If I was, you would be dead." The young Leon began to like this man, and the man begin to care for Leon. But..Leon noticed something. This isn't Skyrim. One day, he asked his master/new father this. The shadowy man replied, "No. It is definitely not. Skyrim was destroyed. Destroyed by them...I cannot say the name. I have brought you safely to a place called Akavir. You will like it here." The boy never spoke about that again. But, he still does not know his way around this new place. Keeping his master's stealthy ways, he will decide what will happen to him next. Darahin'Khan always asks himself. "Why was this done to me? Why don't my parents love me? Why don't they want me? Why did this man take me? What does he want to do with me?" Darahin'Khan will not know the answer...for now. But, I'm sure it's destined for him to find out. So, Darahin'Khan is off to explore the world of Akavir. But, before he leaves, his master gives him a special suit to carry with him for as long as he will remember the man who taught him. Darahin'Khan nodded, put on the tight fitting suit, and went out to find out all the answers he has been questioning himself for all his life.
Skooma Kills!
IGN: ThaShade
Age:15
Why us?:I love RPing, Elder Scrolls Lore,and Minecraft. You guys are the perfect combonation and I would love to RP with others.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Yes
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples)Taking on the persona of a "character" you have created and acting as that character buy doing certain actions.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Basicly breaking the 4th wall
Define Power-gaming in your words: Making your character unbeatable, other wise known as being OP and not fun to play with.
IC:
Name: Rokhan Aardenfell
Nickname: (Optional) Rokhan
Age:31
Gender: Male
Race: Nord
Appearance: Giant dark red beard braided into two ends at the bottom, White skin. Wheres a metal horned helmet with chain mail shoulder guards, leather tunic with leather pants and shoes.
Personality: Brash and confident in his seek for adventure (maybe too confident). He enjoys Chugging mead and singing cheerful sogs with others. He tries to see the better of people but if you find yourself on his badside he will disregard you as nothing but trash in the streets.
In-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog)
Rokhan is walking down a cobbled bath on his way to Riften.
A masked man appears before him.
MASKED MAN: Give all your money and maybe I will let you live.
ROKHAN: You've messed with the wrong traveler thief!
The thief draws his dagger and swipes, Rokhan's kneck as the target.
Muscles at the ready Rokhan catches the thief's hand in mid-air.
The Theif is quick to retaliate and knees Rokhan in the gut and staggers him back
ROKHAN: Clever but foolish, feel my wrath!
The thief lunges forward but Rokhan blocks it and head butts the thief to the ground.
ROKHAN: Now beg for your life scum.
THIEF: Please no more I'll do any thing, ANYTHING!
ROKHAN: You give me all your money now.
Thief gives Rokhan 500 septims.
THIEF: This is all I have I swear to Akatosh!
ROKHAN: Your free to go and next time I see you I wont Hesitate to end you.
Thief runs off into the woods never to be seen again...
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.)
Rokhan was born and raised in Markarth where he learned the ways of a warrior . The constant forsworn attacks had honed Rokhan's skills into a powerful swordsman. Ounce the attacks were quelled Rokhan's need for adventure grew larger so he set out on a life of exploration and excitement. His travels took him all the way to the eastern shores of Morowind.
Rokhan first herd about the continent Akivir from a dark elf sailor. The sailor told a tail of strange monkey people and what he described as snow demons. This was all that it took for Rokhan to Board the next ship to Akivir. By the way the sailor described this new and mysterious place it would be the adventure of a life time.
Reviewied on Enjin
Meta and Powergaming definitions are on, they can be found in the rules.
You are missing something from the rules
Not very big but the thief tries to stab him, a headbutt would be ignoring the thieves action. ((This doesn't really need changing, just wanted to point it out for server situations.))
Please expand the backstory. It should be at least two paragraphs.
How did he become a good swordsman?
Go into a bit more detail about him before Akavir. Most of the backstory is about him learning about the continent.
Denied
Metagaming definition is wrong, powergaming is a little bit off
Samson Shield doesn't seem like a lore friendly name for a Nord.
He can not have any weapons or armor when coming to Akavir.
Please add an RP example. This is needed to see if you can RP and how your character would react to situations.
Please redo the backstory. It needs to be longer and more organized. It is a mess and is very confusing.
If the Dark Brotherhood were paid to kill him, they wouldn't spare him.
Who were the enemies?
What war?
How did he hear about Akavir?
Grammar. It may not seem important but it is. It makes people want to RP with you.
Denied
IGN: angelgirlx617
Age: 13
Why us?: I love the skyrim series and minecraft. I also absolutely love roleplaying so I think this server will be great
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Not yet, but after posting this I will.
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Roleplaying to me is acting as someone else in a fantasy way. Like making a character and acting as them in different ways
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta gaming is knowing something OOC and using it IC when your character couldn't have possibly known
Define Power-gaming in your words: Power gaming is not giving a player an option to do something when roleplaying. And example is *Bob lunges forward and stabs Rick in the chest.* Instead of saying *Bob lunges forward,attempting to stab Rick*
IC:
Name: Amber
Nickname: (Optional) Don't have one yet :3
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Race: Nord
Appearance: Amber has long red hair and dark green eyes. She wears a casual white shirt and brown shorts.
Personality: Amber is usually trying to show off her strength,and being fierce. She'll take anyone on in a fight,and will be careless about it. However,if not showing off or fighting, Amber is actually a kind and nice young woman who cares for her younger brother,Nick.
n-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog)
A thief jumps out in front of Amber and her brother as they are walking through a forest.
Thief: Give me all your money no one gets hurt!
Amber: The only one who'll be getting hurt here will be YOU if you don't scram.
The thief laughs and spits at Amber's feet.
Amber: You're gonna regret that..
Amber unsheathes her long sword and grins as she charges towards the thief
The thief unsheathes a short sword and slashes at Amber
Amber dodges the attack and swings at the thief.
The thief gets hit and falls over and slowly gets up,running before he can get hurt any more.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.)
Amber and Nick lived with in a somewhat rich family. The family was loved by many because of their kindness and hosbitality. Their love howver,also made them targets of many... Nick and Amber would constantly bicker,but when travelers came to visit the manor they lived in,they were always on their best behaviors. The family lived in peace for many years. Amber took interest in sword fighting,and combat. Even though it was not a girls sport,her parents encouraged it. She was taught ever since she was 10 by her father. However,Nick liked making art. Whether it be music,paint,or clay,he loved it. In his spare time,he would be writing songs,painting things he found in the woods,and creating clay bowls which he would also sell. The one thing they both liked were the woods. It was the only other time they wouldn't argue.They would race and explore high and low. The family lived together many years in harmony. One night however, that all changed.
Amber and Nick were sleeping peacefully,but was awoken by the scent of smoke. "MOM! DAD!" They yelled. They could hear the wood burning. Flames were everywhere. Suddenly,while searching for their parents,their mother burst through a set of doors,screaming and on fire,she fell to her knees and slowly and painfully died. "MOM!" they screamed through sobs. Their dad burst in after her,with a few burns. "I love you two so much.." He whispers as her lead them to a low window. He picked up Nick first,and helped him out the window. Amber was next. They were sobbing so hard. The flames caught up to their father and they could hear his screamed. They covered their ears and ran away from the burning home. After a few days,they got back on their feet. Word had went around about the burning. Many claimed it was a tribe of orcs that started the fire. Some said it was some Khajiit. Amber and Nick went from town to town,doing odd jobs for the townspeople to earn money. Soon,they heard about Akavir in a tavern,and became interested. The two discussed it,and decided to sail there a few days later. They purchased large amounts of food,and Amber got a better sword. They hitchhiked with a few men on a boat,and payed them coin to bring them there. It took a week to get there,but they split the food they bought with the men.By the time they arrived at Akavir, Amber was extremely sea sick,and Nick was perfectly fine. The men came off with them,but left them by themselves. The two siblings started to discuss what they would do now.
Skooma kills!
OOC:
IGN :AirsickRaptor0
Age: 13
Why us?: My cousin showed me this server,and I love skyrim so I really want to join with her.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Not yet but when I finish I will!
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Roleplaying to me is acting as another character that you made up
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta gaming is knowing something IC you shouldn't know
Define Power-gaming in your words :Power-gaming is when you don't give another player a choice of action
IC:
Name: Nick
Nickname: (Optional) Nicky
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Race: Nord
Appearance: Nick has shaggy,long,black hair and dark green eyes like his sister. He wears a dark grey shirt with a brown jacket over it with brown pants. He wears a green cap on his head,with brown green shoes to match it.
Personality: Nick is kind,and isn't a showoff like his sister. He's kind of quiet,but will fight if needed to. He usually avoids it though. He's more of a diplomat than a fighter. He usually tries keeping his sister from fighting,but usually fails in doing so. He's quite the gentleman.
In-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog)
Thief: Oi! You there! Give me your money!
Nick: Listen,if you could just calm down..
Thief: Shut up and give me your money.
Nick throws 2 coins on the floor at his feet and says,with a poker face,
Nick: There's my money,
Thief: You poor scumbag.. You weren't worth my time.
As the thief walks away, Nick grins,clutching his nearly full coin sack.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.)
Amber and Nick lived with in a somewhat rich family. The family was loved by many because of their kindness and hosbitality. Their love howver,also made them targets of many... Nick and Amber would constantly bicker,but when travelers came to visit the manor they lived in,they were always on their best behaviors. The family lived in peace for many years. Amber took interest in sword fighting,and combat. Even though it was not a girls sport,her parents encouraged it. She was taught ever since she was 10 by her father. However,Nick liked making art. Whether it be music,paint,or clay,he loved it. In his spare time,he would be writing songs,painting things he found in the woods,and creating clay bowls which he would also sell. The one thing they both liked were the woods. It was the only other time they wouldn't argue.They would race and explore high and low. The family lived together many years in harmony. One night however, that all changed.
Amber and Nick were sleeping peacefully,but was awoken by the scent of smoke. "MOM! DAD!" They yelled. They could hear the wood burning. Flames were everywhere. Suddenly,while searching for their parents,their mother burst through a set of doors,screaming and on fire,she fell to her knees and slowly and painfully died. "MOM!" they screamed through sobs. Their dad burst in after her,with a few burns. "I love you two so much.." He whispers as her lead them to a low window. He picked up Nick first,and helped him out the window. Amber was next. They were sobbing so hard. The flames caught up to their father and they could hear his screamed. They covered their ears and ran away from the burning home. After a few days,they got back on their feet. Word had went around about the burning. Many claimed it was a tribe of orcs that started the fire. Some said it was some Khajiit. Amber and Nick went from town to town,doing odd jobs for the townspeople to earn money. Soon,they heard about Akavir in a tavern,and became interested. The two discussed it,and decided to sail there a few days later. They purchased large amounts of food,and Amber got a better sword. They hitchhiked with a few men on a boat,and payed them coin to bring them there. It took a week to get there,but they split the food they bought with the men.By the time they arrived at Akavir, Amber was extremely sea sick,and Nick was perfectly fine. The men came off with them,but left them by themselves. The two siblings started to discuss what they would do now.
Skooma kills!
IGN:garrettsumpter
Age:15
Why us?:
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?:
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) when someone takes control of a character and uses them in a make beleive scenerio.
Define Meta-gaming in your words:using OOC knowledge IC
Define Power-gaming in your words:making your character far too powerful or controlling
IC:
Name:Axel Warenblade
Nickname: (Optional)
Age:20
Gender:male
Race:Imperial
Appearance:gray cloak, black pants, with a quiver on his back, brown hair, blue eyes, six feet tall, skinny yet has quite a bit of muscle.
Personality:he isnt very trusting, and he doesnt talk much, but when he does its short a simple, yet to the point.
In-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog)Axel is walking down a rode and a bandit comes out of the tree line with an iron battleaxe. The banit says "Give me all your septims, or you're heads gonna end up on a pike." Axel, rather than responding, raised an eyebrow and slowly unscheathed his dual scimitars. "Why dont you hand over your septims before i grow irritated of your foul manners." The bandit growls, and charges with the battleaxe. Axel drops into a roll navigates to the left of the bandit, jumping up. Then does a quick upward slice to remove the bandits left arm.(His dominant arm, that was holding the battleaxe.)The battleaxe falls to the ground with a puddle of blood forming. The bandit starts to scream and groan, holding the stub of an arm. Axel then puts the scimitars together to form one shortsword and makes one powerful slice to the neck to end the battle. Axel scheathed his scimitars and looted the bandit fof his septims and jewels, then continued down the road.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.)Axel was born and raised in the waterfront of the Imperial City.His father left before he was born and his mother was always at the bar drunk, neither cared for their son. Growing up on the waterfront means that you deal with alot of theives and assasins. Axel became a very good theif and if he had to, could assassinate someone with no sign of murder. He hated his home and left at the age of 20, seeking any form of civilization to where he could conform. He wanted to go to Akavir because of the tales he heard about this magnificent continent.
Skooma Kills!
DONT EAT THE BREAD!!!
age:13
minecraft username: hansenbr7
good builder
very creative
active:alot
Powergaming is a bit shaky for acceptance
Amber and Nick are not lore friendly Nord names.
Please expand the RP example.
Where was she born? Also make the backstory more about your character.
Denied
Powergaming definition is a bit shaky, it can be found in the rules.
Name is not lore friendly
Please expand the RP example.
Please make your own backstory and post it on your own account.
Denied
Powergaming definition is still off
Please expand the appearance
He can not have any weapons when coming to Akavir.
Where was he born?
How was he able to defend against wolves without ever shooting a bow before?
The guards would not let murder slide past them.
Why would he want to buy a boat?
What do you mean a dark mage told him? How and where did he find this mage?
Please expand the backstory. It may barely meet the minimum length.
Grammar could still use a bit of brushing up.
Denied
Powergaming definition seems to be missing a part. It can be found on the rules
Axel does not seem very lore friendly for an Imperial. Imperials have more Roman sounding names.
There were traces of powergaming in your RP example (IE. Rolling and instantly swinging up))
Please expand the backstory
He became a good assassin without training? I don't think so. He would need to learn how to use a weapon and be stealthy.
Why did he hate his home?
How did he hear these tales? At a tavern? From a traveller?
Denied
This is a roleplay server, you need to fill out an application for a character.
IGN:garrettsumpter
Age:15
Why us?:
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?:
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) when someone takes control of a character and uses them in a make believe scenario.
Define Meta-gaming in your words:using OOC knowledge IC
Define Power-gaming in your words:making your character far too powerful or controlling, playing the game very seriously and/or playing a long periods of time.
IC:
Name: Nisimar Goldfeather
Nickname: (Optional)
Age:20
Gender:male
Race:Dunmer
Appearance:gray cloak, black pants, with a quiver on his back, brown hair, blue eyes, six feet tall, skinny yet has quite a bit of muscle.
Personality:he isn't very trusting, and he doesn't talk much, but when he does its short a simple, yet to the point.
In-game RP Fight example: (Include dialog) Nisimar is walking down a rode and a bandit comes out of the tree line with an iron battleaxe. The bandit says "Give me all your septims, or you're heads gonna end up on a pike." Nisimar, rather than responding, raised an eyebrow and slowly unsheathed his dual scimitars. "Why don't you hand over your septims before i grow irritated of your foul manners." The bandit growls, and charges with the battleaxe. Nisimar is surprised by the outburst and is struck unto the ground, as his scimitars go flying out of his hands. The bandit holds Nisimar down with his enormous strength. Nisimar manages to knock the bandit off balance bye kicking him behind the knee. After knocking the bandit off guard, Nisimar roles over to one of his scimitars and gets on his feet. Him and the bandit start circling eachother, waiting to see who will strike first. The bandit stops, then starts inching toward him. in a quick burst the bandit ran and swung his battleaxe right to left aiming for Nisimars neck. Nisimar grins, then moves to the left dodging the attack, steadies himself then slices right to left across the bandit side. The bandit then backs up and says :You will pay for that!" Nisimar glares at the bandit and picks up the other scimitar that is laying next to him.The bandit charges again, only this time he is swing straight down aiming for his head (the swing is slow because the bandit is enjured). Nisimar reacts by stepping forward jabbing both scimitars into the bandits stomach. After a moment Nisimar twists the sword and pulls out, the bandit drops his battleaxe, then drops to the ground as Nisimars steps back to watch the bandit die. Nisimar is breathing heavily. he leans down, whispers a few prayers and closes the bandits eyes, loots him of his gold and jewels. Then is on the road again.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) Nisimar was born and raised in the waterfront of the Imperial City. His father left before he was born and his mother was always at the bar drunk, neither cared for their son. His father left his dual scimitars with his mother, so when they needed money they could sell it. but Nisimar had a great obsession with these swords. During the night he would sneak them out and go to the arena and get training from an old man there named Amiel. Amiel was an old redguard who taught Nisimar how to fight with great expertise. Amiel became a father figure to Nisimar.
Amiel told Nisimar tales of Akavir, a land of opportunity and adventure. Nisimar hated his mother and his home, it descusted him, and so did his mother. So when Nisismar was twenty he set off too Akavir, he stole his fathers scimitars and sharpened them before saying goodbye to his friend Amiel, and then he was off to the land of adventure.
Skooma Kills!
DONT EAT THE BREAD!!!