Hey guys, I'm setting up a character for an RP server, and my plan is for it to be a water mage, so I was wondering if you could make me a skin for it. Here's some pictures that would be awesome for it to look like.
Some baseline features --- Purple/Blue-ish hair, some sort of dress, similar to the picture would be better, would be a multi-piece dress, covering where it needs to on both top and bottom, but not covering the whole chest or legs. Not sure if this is possible or not, but "scales" in various groups along her body would also be super awesome, whichever color you think would suit something like that.
I'm setting up a character for an RP server, and my plan is for it to be a water mage, so I was wondering if you could make me a skin for it. Here's some pictures that would be awesome for it to look like.
Some baseline features --- Purple/Blue-ish hair, some sort of dress, similar to the picture would be better, would be a multi-piece dress, covering where it needs to on both top and bottom, but not covering the whole chest or legs. Not sure if this is possible or not, but "scales" in various groups along her body would also be super awesome, whichever color you think would suit something like that.
In-Game-Name: TheBlindMonk Age: 17 Language you speak: English
IC Information Character Name: Faisara
Race: Linchetti --- Nocturnal elves that have the ability to cause nightmares and affect people's dreams. Age: 24 Gender: Female Class that fits you best: Assassin, Rogue, Thief, all of the above, etc etc.(Skilled in Bows and Knives) Appearance: Cloaked in dark blue garb, with a hood. Wears a crescent-shaped moon necklace. When the hood is down, she looks like any normal elf, with long pitch-black hair that hides her ears, typically in a loose ponytail. She is very well-kempt, and rarely gets upset or loses control of her emotions. She wields two long knives as her primary weapons, Zangetsu and Paranoia, which are onyx-colored blades that have a subtle blue glow and are infused with illusion magic that she can draw upon to strengthen her own abilities if she requires it. Background Story: Faisara was birthed only 3 years after the rupture occurred, on one of the split lands far from Medowen, among a village of Dark elves. She quickly realized that she did not belong.. and began to question how exactly she ended up with a different elven race than the one she was. Faisara decided it would be much simpler to stay quiet about her discovery and act as though she was indeed just a plain dark elf.
As she matured, she adopted the mischievous lifestyle of the dark elves and began practicing alone in the vast forlorn forests that populated the continent. As far as she could tell, nobody had noticed her "secret" yet, and she was accepted as a standard dark elf, regardless of her noticeably lighter skin tone, or perhaps they did notice but never thought anything of it, she never was able to decide.
Faisara, after several years of schooling in the dark elf culture and traditions, came of age to begin combat training. She quickly adopted the longbow and was very adept at the use of two longknives, which she had custom forged with onyx gems for her, to fit with her personality. What she didn't realize at the time, was that the choice to have her onyx-tipped arrows and knives was not just an on-the-spot decision, it was a decision made by her subliminal mind, telling her that in order to access her true potential, the onyx was required. For the onyx allowed Faisara to harness her illusionary powers and the ability to alter dreams and cause nightmares. From where the subliminal message came from remained unknown, but she quickly figured out how to control these new found abilities of hers. After several more years of basic and advanced combat and stealth training, she felt it was time for her to move out of her humble village and experience the wonders of the world for herself.
Before setting out, she had her blades repaired and while she waited, came up with two very appropriate names, Paranoia, and Zangetsu. She proceeded to take a voyage to what most called the mainland, Medowen. In order to make a living, she became an assassin-for-hire of sorts, who either could flat out eliminate a target, or torture the target with many series of frightening dreams to drive them to insanity.
IGN: TheBlindMonk Age: 16 How long have you played Minecraft?: Since early Alpha (cant remember exact version) How often do you play Minecraft?: At least once a day, for an hour or two. Why do you want to join our server?: I want a laid back vanilla experience with people I can get to know, and cooperate with. What will you bring to the server?: Another body, an active member and someone who can offer decent builds to the server, and offer ideas if you were ever seeking any. Would you create an account on our forums?: Yes, I wouldn't mind. How would you feel about group projects?: Good, generally I like to work alone, but I do dabble in group projects sometimes. Have you read the rules?: Yes How long do you plan on staying?: As long as the server entertains me, which will hopefully be a while. Anything else you may like to add?:
IGN: TheBlindMonk
Reason for Joining: I just want a laid-back experience, kinda tired of all the faction pvp raiding griefing that I've been doing recently, looking for a good relaxed server to build and screw around on.
PS: The backstory you are about to read is compounded from two previous servers I played on, and I have added onto it to give it relation to the Iriliath lore after that. I am looking to carry this character throughout many servers, as I enjoy RPing her.
OOC- IGN: (The one you use to log in to MC): TheBlindMonk Age: (While we encourage a variety of age groups, we still want to keep the server to a certain level of maturity): 16 Previous RP Experience: (Including other servers, or post by post experiences.): I've RP'd on many servers, encompassing Minecraft, Terraria, Runes of Magic, World of Warcraft, TERA Online, RIFT: Storm Legion....etc etc etc Why do you wish to join?: I played on this server in it's previous state, and unfortunately because quite power-hungry after I was given the moderator position, and began helping myself by spawning in items to a "secret" location, and was banned. I loved the RP here so I'm hoping that you can find a spot in your hearts and souls to give me another chance. What can you bring to the server?: Besides the obvious "I can bring another person to your server", I can bring an experienced roleplayers point of view on things, and I like to think of myself as being a good RPer, but of course that's for you to decide. I can bring perhaps some fresh ideas for things to build, RP plot twists, or changes / additions to the lore if ever needed. Is English your first language?: Yes
IC Name: (Any names related to League of Legends will get you ignored): Faisara Shadohajj Age: (A certain amount of realism is required here): Late 20s Gender: Female Appearance: (We expect a proficient display of writing and description when you describe your character, we will not hesitate to tell you to improve if we feel the need arises.): Faisara dresses in a midnight blue robe, and wears her black hair down and straight, not caring enough to put it up into a ponytail because she fears it will get in her way. She also wears a crescent moon necklace, symbolic of her homeland and family crest. Personality: (Same as above): She's somewhat quiet, but can be vocal when she feels the need. She's very indifferent to people's struggles, unless something in the struggle affects her, she generally tends to stay out of it. She is very graceful and eloquent in her speech and actions, when she does perform one of those. She holds her swordsmanship skills in very high regards, and doesn't take insults to her skills lightly. Background Story: "Please Mistress, don't go... we want you here to train us in the arts of magical swordsmanship."
"I am sorry my students... but I will leave Eliezer in charge of you all, as he is by far my best student."
"Thank you for the praise Faisara.. but I don't know if I can handle such a responsibility... how long are you planning to visit this new land.. what was the name again?"
"The land was called Delenor.. I heard of it from a little birdy, but I am sure you will take it upon yourself to teach these young men and women all that you know while I am gone, and be sure to take them on actual practice sessions."
"Yes of course Mistress Faisara, getting out in the field is the best way to learn as you've told me before..."
"Goodbye my lovely students.. I must be getting off to board the ship that sails from Crimea to Delenor."
"Sigh... those children," Faisara mumbled as she left the academy citadel and proceeded to venture towards the Crimean harbor. "What do you even do with them.. I left Eliezer in charge, but honestly, I really hope they don't become unruly while I'm gone."
"Oh, hello there pretty lady," came a voice from behind in the shadows.
"Eugh... really, must you talk to me now? I'm in quite a bit of a hurry," she called as she continued along the road without a look back.
Suddenly, a pair of gruff hands seized her from behind and turned her around, causing her to become dizzy.
"Yes, I must, now why don't you go ahead and empty out that little purse of yours, along with your bag of goodies."
Faisara analyzes the abrupt man carefully before slowly reaching down into her bag and opening it to reveal everything inside.
"That's quite a nice dagger you've got there missy, mind if I snatch it from you," the bandit inquired.
"Of course you can have it sweetie," Faisara replied sarcastically "assuming you can get it from me."
She then removed the dagger from her luggage and began to mutter some form of incantation, which instantaneously caused the dagger blade to freeze over, startling the robber.
"Uhh..buh...hubba, wah..wah..wh...how did you just.. do...oooo that?"
"Why, are you scared of a little lady now cause of a little magic, hmm?"
"Pff, pff, of course n-.."
"Let me just finish that sentence for you real quick... Yes, you are scared of me, and you are going to remove your grimy hands from my robe and leave."
The robber unsheathed a dagger from under his leather tunic and tried to slice at Faisara's neck, however she was expecting it and returned the blow with much more force than he expected, as well as causing his right hand to feel extremely chilled and immobilized. After the swift counter-attack, the bandit backed away slowly, and then continued to run, as he valued his life much more than some lady's valuables...
Faisara finally arrived at the harbor and boarded the ship.. not knowing what would await her in the new land. She had heard rumors of ancient civilizations and ruins, as well as ancient books that had been preserved for years to keep track of history, which interested her very much. However, Faisarawas most interested in the creatures that were said to live there, nothing that had ever been seen before, and that they were more vicious than any in Crimea. She thought that it was well overdue for some specialized training, to keep her edge in her life. After 10 days of waiting, the ship lookout finally found the first sighting of land since they set sail, and the captain was able to verify it as Delenor.Faisara gathered her belongings from her cabin and prepared to land in an unknown land, one that she couldn't wait to visit and learn about.....or so she thought...
After 5 long years of exploring Delenor and teaching some of her ways to the friendly military captain there, Rakaesa Demonheart, Faisara was ready to head back to Crimea. She gathered up all of her belongings, set up an abandoned sign on her citadel, and with tears in her eyes, she set off back to the harbor of Delenor. She was terribly sad to see all of her work disappear right in-front of her eyes after all the years of gathering the materials and building the citadel, brick by brick. Although there was no way she could have done it alone, Rakaesa helped her immensely. Finally, Faisara said her goodbyes to the townsfolk and boarded the ship.
5 days had passed, and she could tell she was almost half way to Crimea... Until, Faisara and the rest of the members on the ship were peacefully sailing across open waters, but little did they know, they were pirate waters as well. Soon after sunrise the next morning, Faisara and the crewmen were awoken by a massive bang followed by another, and another, and soon they realized they had been surrounded by pirate ships and were being sunk. Many crewmen tried to escape using the small rafts located around the ship, but before they had gone 50 feet, they had been shot down by pirates with muskets. Faisara simply tried to stay calm, knowing that an attempted escape would mean death, but what would staying on the ship result in...? After debating for about a minute, Faisara decided that she would go get her weaponry and try to cast an incantation that might result in her being able to defend herself better. She dove into the cabins of the ship to retrieve her diamond-encrusted rapier, Nightfall, and quickly focused all of her energy into creating a flaming aura around the sword. Faisara burst out of the cabin hatch to find herself surrounded by several dozen pirate henchmen, and she quickly attempted to decimate their ranks, but the numbers game became too much for her agility and poise. She was eventually caught and brought to the pirate captain who stowed her in the hold while he decided what to do with her.
Another 3 weeks passed, or so it seemed to Faisara, when in reality it had only been one week. She had been living off of 2 measly portions of food a day, usually scraps from the dinner of the previous night. Three henchmen were sent down to bring the unarmed Faisara back up to the chief, as he had made a decision.
"So pretty lass, how's your last couple days been?" the captain asked, while chuckling smugly.
"I don't know, how have yours been? Musta been pretty hard deciding what to do with me, knowing that I can easily annihilate your entire crew assuming I had a weapon," Faisara said.
"Quite confident aren't you there lass," some of the crew members remarked.
"Ayyy, shut up over there, this is between the girl and I," the pirate captain retorted, whose name was still unknown.
"How about you shut up yah damn no-life, conniving, citizen killer," Faisara added, rather irate.
"I'll just get to my decision in order to prevent any unnecessary violence at this point in time. I have decided to keep you, and you will be my slave until we land at Akavir, where I will then let you free, for you will have no further use for me, but until then... heh, heh, heh."
So it was, Faisara was completely powerless at the hands of the captain, only wishing that the days would go by faster, so they could get to this strange land known as Akavir faster. She was forced to clean decks, clean up after the mannerless brutes, and be their source of entertainment, in more ways than one, some more vulgar than others. However, she was spared from the greatest punishment, which was death, so she was thankful of that. The time seemed to pass by slower and slower every day, and the work and entertainment more gruesome and merciless every day. Her body had been violated and abused too many times for her to even count, and now she was barely a shell of what she used to be. She was a fine up-standing citizen of Crimea, going on a special expedition to Delenor, to train and explore, but instead, she has now become a pirate's plaything and barely even a human being.
Her days of torture were finally over, and they reached Akavir, and she was freed, along with all of her belongings. She was sent crawling off the ship, haggard and mangled.. barely conscious. She saw a vision just then, of her father, who had died a young man, the only person in her life who had ever inspired her. Faisara knew it meant something specific, she KNEW with all of her heart, that she was destined to be as honored and great as her father, and she knew, that she couldn't let this one tragedy tear her reality apart and cause her to go into seclusion. After this revelation and epiphany, she must have passed out, because the next thing she remembered... was being awoken on the docks of the harbor.. barely breathing...
Faisara spent an immeasurable amount of time on the land of Akavir, looting the forsaken land's goods, meeting new people, fighting a battle against the hordes of werewolves and vampires that had infested her "homecity" in that land, Septimia. She came into contact with new types of people, those who she had never seen before, and those that truly struck fear into her like she had never felt before. It took her a good year and a half to recover from the atrocities of her time before Akavir and her time in Akavir before she was ready to move on. After wishing good futures to all of her friends in Septimia and the rest of the cities scattered across the land of Akavir, she returned to another friend in which she trusted to give her a horse if she ever needed one.
Faisara had a dream which foretold of the fall of the Akavirian civilization, just like the civilization that had stood previously. The method of such a catastrophe was still unknown, but she knew that it would be colossal. She began to ride out into the wilderness, in the hopes of avoiding the downfall of civilization as she knew it in Akavir, however her reprieve was soon to end.
Almost two weeks passed since she made it about 30 miles from any form of civilization as far as she knew, and she thought she would just hide out for a while and relax and attempt to return after a couple months. All of a sudden, seemingly out of nowhere, the ground began being torn apart, and thrown into an upheaval. Faisara awoke suddenly from her afternoon nap to see this monstrosity and immediately cried out, but realized that she had secluded herself from any sort of civilization that could help her. After hiding out on top of a nearby hill that seemed to be getting the least of the happening, she waited for about 30 minutes, and the churning of the earth seemingly stopped. She returned to her campsite to find it destroyed and all her belongings tossed about into the air and scattered across the land near her site.
After this catastrophe, Faisara realized that this was the event that was destined to destroy society, and feared the worst for her friends back in the cities. As nightfall approached, Faisara having recollected all of her belongings settled down, preparing to retire for the night, had a very troubling and fitful rest.
**In a dream**
"...Whe-e-ere am I," Faisara murmured inquisitively as she gazed around at her dark and cold surroundings..
"Faisaraaaaa," spoke a booming voice that seemed to come from all sides.
"W..haat are you," Faisara asked again, becoming slightly frightened.
"I am a foreteller of prophecy, and I am the one who told you of the recent happenings to civilization," the voice continued. "I am bringing you to this alternate dimension to tell you that what you witnessed today was only the beginning, there is much more to come."
"What... do you mean," Faisara inquired, still very confused.
"You will soon venture away from this land, and go to a primitive land, where large trees still flourish and thrive, where nature is the ruler of all things, and where there is no true civilization, only small outcroppings of societies."
"Why me...," she asked.
"You were different than the others, you were more concerned with your surroundings, and nature, as well as you were more independent than the others. It seemed as though the other specimens I looked at just blindly followed to will of their respective count, without a care in the world, they had no individuality."
"Thank you for the compliments... I think. How will I know when I am being taken to this new land you speak of," Faisara asked.
"That will remain a secret, but trust me, you will know when it's about to happen." **In Reality**
"Nnnngh... that was an interesting prophecy," Faisara murmured quietly to herself. "I wonder what he meant... by I would know when it's happening....," she continued. "Well, anyways, I guess he knows what he's saying, so I'll just wait around and hope that's it's nothing too catastrophic, like the events of yesterday."
As the day seemingly flew by, Faisara became more and more suspicious that what the spirit told her in her dream the previous night was false.
It was about one hour after nightfall when Faisara was awoken by a strange noise of a rumbling, rather close to her. She exited her makeshift tent and looked around.. but didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, so she returned to the tent. About 10 minutes later, the same noise occurred again, but this time, when she got up to leave the tent.. there was nothing there, only the seemingly endless void, with a small pathway across, leading to several swirling anomalies. Faisara figured that this was what the spiritual being was speaking of, so without pause, she obeyed his wishes, and fell into the portal, and closed her eyes before waking up... in a strange and unknown jungle-infested area...that she suspected, was the new land.
Wow... that was a really long backstory.. jeez, I guess I kinda got carried away.
IGN: TheBlindMonk Age: 17 Location: Florida, USA Level of FTB experience: Not much honestly, but I'm a quick learner and am willing to learn. I have played a significant amount of tekkit, not sure exactly how similar the two modpacks are, but we'll see. How often can you generally play: I usually can play 4 - 5 hours on the weekdays, and pretty much most of the day on weekends, although I do have other things to do obviously, so I probably wouldn't be on all day. What can you add to RedWire: I'm a friendly and mature person. I like helping people for the most part. I tend to stick more towards the PvP, Raiding, Griefing servers, but I've been actively looking for a laidback server to just hang out on, and this happened to be one I found, and I've also wanted to learn more about FTB.
I'd love to apply for the Beta, and I'll be sure to post up a guard / sorc app after a while when I feel like I've decided whether or not I enjoy the server, as well as to give you time to get to know me, and trust me hopefully.
IGN: TheBlindMonk Desired Class: Barbarian Feedback on the Server: N/A, haven't been on yet, sent this in while server was in downtime. Any suggestions/improvements? N/A
I've gone over this app, while good, it holds a few things that are going to hold you back, but instead of denying you, I'll just list them here and you tell me you recognize them, (add you IGN because I'm forgetful)
- You must make a special application for the use of magic later. No coming in with it. ( check our forums )
- No coming into Akavir with weapons
- There are no muskets in TES.
Simple two things! Get back soon!
1. Check, will make an app when it's available, no magical incantations until then, got it, and while I get where you are coming from, I want to elaborate a bit more. Faisara's magic isn't really wizard-esque magic. It's more just enhancements to current things, which is still classified under magic I'm sure, just wanted to clear it up. She can't cast anything like a fireball, but can only enhance her swords with extra effects, like fire, poison, ice etc etc.
2. Not actually coming in with any weapons, was just kinda hypothetical I suppose, was trying to illustrate Faisara better.
3. No muskets, got it.. I'll change it to bows I suppose.
OOC: IGN: TheBlindMonk Age: 15 Why us?: I used to play on a skyrim RP server that I enjoyed very much, however it got shut down due to lack of funds, and I recently joined a new server that looked promising, until I realized it never has more than two people online at one time, so here I am, hoping to find a high-quality roleplaying server for a high-quality roleplayer such as myself. Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Yes. Did you join our forum? Yes. Define Role-Playing in your words: Roleplaying to me, is the act of taking on another person's "persona", and acting how you think they would act, feel and talk etc... Define Meta-gaming in your words: Using information gained outside of your RP characters "reach" per say. For example, someone gives you coords to a base in global chat, and you just "happen" to stumble upon it in-character when you headed straight for it. Define Power-gaming in your words: God-moding, forcing an action onto another person, I liked your example in the post, you can never just say you did something, it always has to be an attempt.
IC: Name: Faisara Shadohajj, Mistress and Founder of the Academy of the Crimean Nightstalkers (her hometown, disregard it in-RP, just an added touch). Nickname: (Optional): Faisara Age: Unknown exact age, said to be around her mid 20s Gender: Female Race: Nord, Human, Crimean blah blah blah. Appearance: Wears dark blue robes and has a crescent necklace that she cherishes dearly. Wields a glowing blue sword when in combat. Black hair, deep blue eyes, very lanky individual, thin and agile. About 5'11", very tall for a female. Personality: Quiet and conserved, but hates whoever dares to talk down to her abilities as a swords-woman. Usually doesn't pick sides in a fight, unless there has been previous experiences with one of them that has caused her to dislike / like them. In-game RP example (Just grabbing the first paragraph from my backstory heh, if you want me to create something more unique, just let me know.. feeling really lazy, which is always bad, just after writing that backstory):
"Please Mistress, don't go... we want you here to train us in the arts of magical swordsmanship."
"I am sorry my students... but I will leave Eliezer in charge of you all, as he is by far my best student."
"Thank you for the praise Faisara.. but I don't know if I can handle such a responsibility... how long are you planning to visit this new land.. what was the name again?"
"The land was called Delenor.. I heard of it from a little birdy, but I am sure you will take it upon yourself to teach these young men and women all that you know while I am gone, and be sure to take them on actual practice sessions."
"Yes of course Mistress Faisara, getting out in the field is the best way to learn as you've told me before..."
"Goodbye my lovely students.. I must be getting off to board the ship that sails from Crimea to Delenor." Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.)
"Please Mistress, don't go... we want you here to train us in the arts of magical swordsmanship."
"I am sorry my students... but I will leave Eliezer in charge of you all, as he is by far my best student."
"Thank you for the praise Faisara.. but I don't know if I can handle such a responsibility... how long are you planning to visit this new land.. what was the name again?"
"The land was called Delenor.. I heard of it from a little birdy, but I am sure you will take it upon yourself to teach these young men and women all that you know while I am gone, and be sure to take them on actual practice sessions."
"Yes of course Mistress Faisara, getting out in the field is the best way to learn as you've told me before..."
"Goodbye my lovely students.. I must be getting off to board the ship that sails from Crimea to Delenor."
"Sigh... those children," Faisara mumbled as she left the academy citadel and proceeded to venture towards the Crimean harbor. "What do you even do with them.. I left Eliezer in charge, but honestly, I really hope they don't become unruly while I'm gone."
"Oh, hello there pretty lady," came a voice from behind in the shadows.
"Eugh... really, must you talk to me now? I'm in quite a bit of a hurry," she called as she continued along the road without a look back.
Suddenly, a pair of gruff hands seized her from behind and turned her around, causing her to become dizzy.
"Yes, I must, now why don't you go ahead and empty out that little purse of yours, along with your bag of goodies."
Faisara analyzes the abrupt man carefully before slowly reaching down into her bag and opening it to reveal everything inside.
"That's quite a nice dagger you've got there missy, mind if I snatch it from you," the bandit inquired.
"Of course you can have it sweetie," Faisara replied sarcastically "assuming you can get it from me."
She then removed the dagger from her luggage and began to mutter some form of incantation, which instantaneously caused the dagger blade to freeze over, startling the robber.
"Uhh..buh...hubba, wah..wah..wh...how did you just.. do...oooo that?"
"Why, are you scared of a little lady now cause of a little magic, hmm?"
"Pff, pff, of course n-.."
"Let me just finish that sentence for you real quick... Yes, you are scared of me, and you are going to remove your grimy hands from my robe and leave."
The robber unsheathed a dagger from under his leather tunic and tried to slice at Faisara's neck, however she was expecting it and returned the blow with much more force than he expected, as well as causing his right hand to feel extremely chilled and immobilized. After the swift counter-attack, the bandit backed away slowly, and then continued to run, as he valued his life much more than some lady's valuables...
Faisara finally arrived at the harbor and boarded the ship.. not knowing what would await her in the new land. She had heard rumors of ancient civilizations and ruins, as well as ancient books that had been preserved for years to keep track of history, which interested her very much. However, Faisara was most interested in the creatures that were said to live there, nothing that had ever been seen before, and that they were more vicious than any in Crimea. She thought that it was well overdue for some specialized training, to keep her edge in her life. After 10 days of waiting, the ship lookout finally found the first sighting of land since they set sail, and the captain was able to verify it as Delenor. Faisara gathered her belongings from her cabin and prepared to land in an unknown land, one that she couldn't wait to visit and learn about.....or so she thought...
After 5 long years of exploring Delenor and teaching some of her ways to the friendly military captain there, Rakaesa Demonheart, Faisara was ready to head back to Crimea. She gathered up all of her belongings, set up an abandoned sign on her citadel, and with tears in her eyes, she set off back to the harbor of Delenor. She was terribly sad to see all of her work disappear right in-front of her eyes after all the years of gathering the materials and building the citadel, brick by brick. Although there was no way she could have done it alone, Rakaesa helped her immensely. Finally, Faisara said her goodbyes to the townsfolk and boarded the ship.
5 days had passed, and she could tell she was almost half way to Crimea... Until, Faisara and the rest of the members on the ship were peacefully sailing across open waters, but little did they know, they were pirate waters as well. Soon after sunrise the next morning, Faisara and the crewmen were awoken by a massive bang followed by another, and another, and soon they realized they had been surrounded by pirate ships and were being sunk. Many crewmen tried to escape using the small rafts located around the ship, but before they had gone 50 feet, they had been shot down by pirates with longbows. Faisara simply tried to stay calm, knowing that an attempted escape would mean death, but what would staying on the ship result in...? After debating for about a minute, Faisara decided that she would go get her weaponry and try to cast an incantation that might result in her being able to defend herself better. She dove into the cabins of the ship to retrieve her diamond-encrusted rapier, Nightfall, and quickly focused all of her energy into creating a flaming aura around the sword. Faisara burst out of the cabin hatch to find herself surrounded by several dozen pirate henchmen, and she quickly attempted to decimate their ranks, but the numbers game became too much for her agility and poise. She was eventually caught and brought to the pirate captain who stowed her in the hold while he decided what to do with her.
Another 3 weeks passed, or so it seemed to Faisara, when in reality it had only been one week. She had been living off of 2 measly portions of food a day, usually scraps from the dinner of the previous night. Three henchmen were sent down to bring the unarmed Faisara back up to the chief, as he had made a decision.
"So pretty lass, how's your last couple days been?" the captain asked, while chuckling smugly.
"I don't know, how have yours been? Musta been pretty hard deciding what to do with me, knowing that I can easily annihilate your entire crew assuming I had a weapon," Faisara said.
"Quite confident aren't you there lass," some of the crew members remarked.
"Ayyy, shut up over there, this is between the girl and I," the pirate captain retorted, whose name was still unknown.
"How about you shut up yah damn no-life, conniving, citizen killer," Faisara added, rather irate.
"I'll just get to my decision in order to prevent any unnecessary violence at this point in time. I have decided to keep you, and you will be my slave until we land at Akavir, where I will then let you free, for you will have no further use for me, but until then... heh, heh, heh."
So it was, Faisara was completely powerless at the hands of the captain, only wishing that the days would go by faster, so they could get to this strange land known as Akavir faster. She was forced to clean decks, clean up after the mannerless brutes, and be their source of entertainment, in more ways than one, some more vulgar than others. However, she was spared from the greatest punishment, which was death, so she was thankful of that. The time seemed to pass by slower and slower every day, and the work and entertainment more gruesome and merciless every day. Her body had been violated and abused too many times for her to even count, and now she was barely a shell of what she used to be. She was a fine up-standing citizen of Crimea, going on a special expedition to Delenor, to train and explore, but instead, she has now become a pirate's plaything and barely even a human being.
Her days of torture were finally over, and they reached Akavir, and she was freed, along with all of her belongings. She was sent crawling off the ship, haggard and mangled.. barely conscious. She saw a vision just then, of her father, who had died a young man, the only person in her life who had ever inspired her. Faisara knew it meant something specific, she KNEW with all of her heart, that she was destined to be as honored and great as her father, and she knew, that she couldn't let this one tragedy tear her reality apart and cause her to go into seclusion. After this revelation and epiphany, she must have passed out, because the next thing she remembered... was being awoken on the docks of the harbor.. barely breathing....
PS: That backstory was taken from a previous server, at least the first three paragraphs. The others were made just now. The reason I took this exact character from my previous server, is because I was never able to flesh her out, because there was never anyone to RP with on the old server, so I wanted to play her out on here.
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That's alright, I can find another place, or give it a shot myself.
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Some baseline features --- Purple/Blue-ish hair, some sort of dress, similar to the picture would be better, would be a multi-piece dress, covering where it needs to on both top and bottom, but not covering the whole chest or legs. Not sure if this is possible or not, but "scales" in various groups along her body would also be super awesome, whichever color you think would suit something like that.
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Some baseline features --- Purple/Blue-ish hair, some sort of dress, similar to the picture would be better, would be a multi-piece dress, covering where it needs to on both top and bottom, but not covering the whole chest or legs. Not sure if this is possible or not, but "scales" in various groups along her body would also be super awesome, whichever color you think would suit something like that.
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In-Game-Name: TheBlindMonk
Age: 17
Language you speak: English
IC Information
Character Name: Faisara
Race: Linchetti --- Nocturnal elves that have the ability to cause nightmares and affect people's dreams.
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Class that fits you best: Assassin, Rogue, Thief, all of the above, etc etc.(Skilled in Bows and Knives)
Appearance: Cloaked in dark blue garb, with a hood. Wears a crescent-shaped moon necklace. When the hood is down, she looks like any normal elf, with long pitch-black hair that hides her ears, typically in a loose ponytail. She is very well-kempt, and rarely gets upset or loses control of her emotions. She wields two long knives as her primary weapons, Zangetsu and Paranoia, which are onyx-colored blades that have a subtle blue glow and are infused with illusion magic that she can draw upon to strengthen her own abilities if she requires it.
Background Story: Faisara was birthed only 3 years after the rupture occurred, on one of the split lands far from Medowen, among a village of Dark elves. She quickly realized that she did not belong.. and began to question how exactly she ended up with a different elven race than the one she was. Faisara decided it would be much simpler to stay quiet about her discovery and act as though she was indeed just a plain dark elf.
As she matured, she adopted the mischievous lifestyle of the dark elves and began practicing alone in the vast forlorn forests that populated the continent. As far as she could tell, nobody had noticed her "secret" yet, and she was accepted as a standard dark elf, regardless of her noticeably lighter skin tone, or perhaps they did notice but never thought anything of it, she never was able to decide.
Faisara, after several years of schooling in the dark elf culture and traditions, came of age to begin combat training. She quickly adopted the longbow and was very adept at the use of two longknives, which she had custom forged with onyx gems for her, to fit with her personality. What she didn't realize at the time, was that the choice to have her onyx-tipped arrows and knives was not just an on-the-spot decision, it was a decision made by her subliminal mind, telling her that in order to access her true potential, the onyx was required. For the onyx allowed Faisara to harness her illusionary powers and the ability to alter dreams and cause nightmares. From where the subliminal message came from remained unknown, but she quickly figured out how to control these new found abilities of hers. After several more years of basic and advanced combat and stealth training, she felt it was time for her to move out of her humble village and experience the wonders of the world for herself.
Before setting out, she had her blades repaired and while she waited, came up with two very appropriate names, Paranoia, and Zangetsu. She proceeded to take a voyage to what most called the mainland, Medowen. In order to make a living, she became an assassin-for-hire of sorts, who either could flat out eliminate a target, or torture the target with many series of frightening dreams to drive them to insanity.
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Age: 16
How long have you played Minecraft?: Since early Alpha (cant remember exact version)
How often do you play Minecraft?: At least once a day, for an hour or two.
Why do you want to join our server?: I want a laid back vanilla experience with people I can get to know, and cooperate with.
What will you bring to the server?: Another body, an active member and someone who can offer decent builds to the server, and offer ideas if you were ever seeking any.
Would you create an account on our forums?: Yes, I wouldn't mind.
How would you feel about group projects?: Good, generally I like to work alone, but I do dabble in group projects sometimes.
Have you read the rules?: Yes
How long do you plan on staying?: As long as the server entertains me, which will hopefully be a while.
Anything else you may like to add?:
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Reason for Joining: I just want a laid-back experience, kinda tired of all the faction pvp raiding griefing that I've been doing recently, looking for a good relaxed server to build and screw around on.
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OOC-
IGN: (The one you use to log in to MC): TheBlindMonk
Age: (While we encourage a variety of age groups, we still want to keep the server to a certain level of maturity): 16
Previous RP Experience: (Including other servers, or post by post experiences.): I've RP'd on many servers, encompassing Minecraft, Terraria, Runes of Magic, World of Warcraft, TERA Online, RIFT: Storm Legion....etc etc etc
Why do you wish to join?: I played on this server in it's previous state, and unfortunately because quite power-hungry after I was given the moderator position, and began helping myself by spawning in items to a "secret" location, and was banned. I loved the RP here so I'm hoping that you can find a spot in your hearts and souls to give me another chance.
What can you bring to the server?: Besides the obvious "I can bring another person to your server", I can bring an experienced roleplayers point of view on things, and I like to think of myself as being a good RPer, but of course that's for you to decide. I can bring perhaps some fresh ideas for things to build, RP plot twists, or changes / additions to the lore if ever needed.
Is English your first language?: Yes
IC
Name: (Any names related to League of Legends will get you ignored): Faisara Shadohajj
Age: (A certain amount of realism is required here): Late 20s
Gender: Female
Appearance: (We expect a proficient display of writing and description when you describe your character, we will not hesitate to tell you to improve if we feel the need arises.): Faisara dresses in a midnight blue robe, and wears her black hair down and straight, not caring enough to put it up into a ponytail because she fears it will get in her way. She also wears a crescent moon necklace, symbolic of her homeland and family crest.
Personality: (Same as above): She's somewhat quiet, but can be vocal when she feels the need. She's very indifferent to people's struggles, unless something in the struggle affects her, she generally tends to stay out of it. She is very graceful and eloquent in her speech and actions, when she does perform one of those. She holds her swordsmanship skills in very high regards, and doesn't take insults to her skills lightly.
Background Story: "Please Mistress, don't go... we want you here to train us in the arts of magical swordsmanship."
"I am sorry my students... but I will leave Eliezer in charge of you all, as he is by far my best student."
"Thank you for the praise Faisara.. but I don't know if I can handle such a responsibility... how long are you planning to visit this new land.. what was the name again?"
"The land was called Delenor.. I heard of it from a little birdy, but I am sure you will take it upon yourself to teach these young men and women all that you know while I am gone, and be sure to take them on actual practice sessions."
"Yes of course Mistress Faisara, getting out in the field is the best way to learn as you've told me before..."
"Goodbye my lovely students.. I must be getting off to board the ship that sails from Crimea to Delenor."
"Sigh... those children," Faisara mumbled as she left the academy citadel and proceeded to venture towards the Crimean harbor. "What do you even do with them.. I left Eliezer in charge, but honestly, I really hope they don't become unruly while I'm gone."
"Oh, hello there pretty lady," came a voice from behind in the shadows.
"Eugh... really, must you talk to me now? I'm in quite a bit of a hurry," she called as she continued along the road without a look back.
Suddenly, a pair of gruff hands seized her from behind and turned her around, causing her to become dizzy.
"Yes, I must, now why don't you go ahead and empty out that little purse of yours, along with your bag of goodies."
Faisara analyzes the abrupt man carefully before slowly reaching down into her bag and opening it to reveal everything inside.
"That's quite a nice dagger you've got there missy, mind if I snatch it from you," the bandit inquired.
"Of course you can have it sweetie," Faisara replied sarcastically "assuming you can get it from me."
She then removed the dagger from her luggage and began to mutter some form of incantation, which instantaneously caused the dagger blade to freeze over, startling the robber.
"Uhh..buh...hubba, wah..wah..wh...how did you just.. do...oooo that?"
"Why, are you scared of a little lady now cause of a little magic, hmm?"
"Pff, pff, of course n-.."
"Let me just finish that sentence for you real quick... Yes, you are scared of me, and you are going to remove your grimy hands from my robe and leave."
The robber unsheathed a dagger from under his leather tunic and tried to slice at Faisara's neck, however she was expecting it and returned the blow with much more force than he expected, as well as causing his right hand to feel extremely chilled and immobilized. After the swift counter-attack, the bandit backed away slowly, and then continued to run, as he valued his life much more than some lady's valuables...
Faisara finally arrived at the harbor and boarded the ship.. not knowing what would await her in the new land. She had heard rumors of ancient civilizations and ruins, as well as ancient books that had been preserved for years to keep track of history, which interested her very much. However, Faisarawas most interested in the creatures that were said to live there, nothing that had ever been seen before, and that they were more vicious than any in Crimea. She thought that it was well overdue for some specialized training, to keep her edge in her life. After 10 days of waiting, the ship lookout finally found the first sighting of land since they set sail, and the captain was able to verify it as Delenor.Faisara gathered her belongings from her cabin and prepared to land in an unknown land, one that she couldn't wait to visit and learn about.....or so she thought...
After 5 long years of exploring Delenor and teaching some of her ways to the friendly military captain there, Rakaesa Demonheart, Faisara was ready to head back to Crimea. She gathered up all of her belongings, set up an abandoned sign on her citadel, and with tears in her eyes, she set off back to the harbor of Delenor. She was terribly sad to see all of her work disappear right in-front of her eyes after all the years of gathering the materials and building the citadel, brick by brick. Although there was no way she could have done it alone, Rakaesa helped her immensely. Finally, Faisara said her goodbyes to the townsfolk and boarded the ship.
5 days had passed, and she could tell she was almost half way to Crimea... Until, Faisara and the rest of the members on the ship were peacefully sailing across open waters, but little did they know, they were pirate waters as well. Soon after sunrise the next morning, Faisara and the crewmen were awoken by a massive bang followed by another, and another, and soon they realized they had been surrounded by pirate ships and were being sunk. Many crewmen tried to escape using the small rafts located around the ship, but before they had gone 50 feet, they had been shot down by pirates with muskets. Faisara simply tried to stay calm, knowing that an attempted escape would mean death, but what would staying on the ship result in...? After debating for about a minute, Faisara decided that she would go get her weaponry and try to cast an incantation that might result in her being able to defend herself better. She dove into the cabins of the ship to retrieve her diamond-encrusted rapier, Nightfall, and quickly focused all of her energy into creating a flaming aura around the sword. Faisara burst out of the cabin hatch to find herself surrounded by several dozen pirate henchmen, and she quickly attempted to decimate their ranks, but the numbers game became too much for her agility and poise. She was eventually caught and brought to the pirate captain who stowed her in the hold while he decided what to do with her.
Another 3 weeks passed, or so it seemed to Faisara, when in reality it had only been one week. She had been living off of 2 measly portions of food a day, usually scraps from the dinner of the previous night. Three henchmen were sent down to bring the unarmed Faisara back up to the chief, as he had made a decision.
"So pretty lass, how's your last couple days been?" the captain asked, while chuckling smugly.
"I don't know, how have yours been? Musta been pretty hard deciding what to do with me, knowing that I can easily annihilate your entire crew assuming I had a weapon," Faisara said.
"Quite confident aren't you there lass," some of the crew members remarked.
"Ayyy, shut up over there, this is between the girl and I," the pirate captain retorted, whose name was still unknown.
"How about you shut up yah damn no-life, conniving, citizen killer," Faisara added, rather irate.
"I'll just get to my decision in order to prevent any unnecessary violence at this point in time. I have decided to keep you, and you will be my slave until we land at Akavir, where I will then let you free, for you will have no further use for me, but until then... heh, heh, heh."
So it was, Faisara was completely powerless at the hands of the captain, only wishing that the days would go by faster, so they could get to this strange land known as Akavir faster. She was forced to clean decks, clean up after the mannerless brutes, and be their source of entertainment, in more ways than one, some more vulgar than others. However, she was spared from the greatest punishment, which was death, so she was thankful of that. The time seemed to pass by slower and slower every day, and the work and entertainment more gruesome and merciless every day. Her body had been violated and abused too many times for her to even count, and now she was barely a shell of what she used to be. She was a fine up-standing citizen of Crimea, going on a special expedition to Delenor, to train and explore, but instead, she has now become a pirate's plaything and barely even a human being.
Her days of torture were finally over, and they reached Akavir, and she was freed, along with all of her belongings. She was sent crawling off the ship, haggard and mangled.. barely conscious. She saw a vision just then, of her father, who had died a young man, the only person in her life who had ever inspired her. Faisara knew it meant something specific, she KNEW with all of her heart, that she was destined to be as honored and great as her father, and she knew, that she couldn't let this one tragedy tear her reality apart and cause her to go into seclusion. After this revelation and epiphany, she must have passed out, because the next thing she remembered... was being awoken on the docks of the harbor.. barely breathing...
Faisara spent an immeasurable amount of time on the land of Akavir, looting the forsaken land's goods, meeting new people, fighting a battle against the hordes of werewolves and vampires that had infested her "homecity" in that land, Septimia. She came into contact with new types of people, those who she had never seen before, and those that truly struck fear into her like she had never felt before. It took her a good year and a half to recover from the atrocities of her time before Akavir and her time in Akavir before she was ready to move on. After wishing good futures to all of her friends in Septimia and the rest of the cities scattered across the land of Akavir, she returned to another friend in which she trusted to give her a horse if she ever needed one.
Faisara had a dream which foretold of the fall of the Akavirian civilization, just like the civilization that had stood previously. The method of such a catastrophe was still unknown, but she knew that it would be colossal. She began to ride out into the wilderness, in the hopes of avoiding the downfall of civilization as she knew it in Akavir, however her reprieve was soon to end.
Almost two weeks passed since she made it about 30 miles from any form of civilization as far as she knew, and she thought she would just hide out for a while and relax and attempt to return after a couple months. All of a sudden, seemingly out of nowhere, the ground began being torn apart, and thrown into an upheaval. Faisara awoke suddenly from her afternoon nap to see this monstrosity and immediately cried out, but realized that she had secluded herself from any sort of civilization that could help her. After hiding out on top of a nearby hill that seemed to be getting the least of the happening, she waited for about 30 minutes, and the churning of the earth seemingly stopped. She returned to her campsite to find it destroyed and all her belongings tossed about into the air and scattered across the land near her site.
After this catastrophe, Faisara realized that this was the event that was destined to destroy society, and feared the worst for her friends back in the cities. As nightfall approached, Faisara having recollected all of her belongings settled down, preparing to retire for the night, had a very troubling and fitful rest.
**In a dream**
"...Whe-e-ere am I," Faisara murmured inquisitively as she gazed around at her dark and cold surroundings..
"Faisaraaaaa," spoke a booming voice that seemed to come from all sides.
"W..haat are you," Faisara asked again, becoming slightly frightened.
"I am a foreteller of prophecy, and I am the one who told you of the recent happenings to civilization," the voice continued. "I am bringing you to this alternate dimension to tell you that what you witnessed today was only the beginning, there is much more to come."
"What... do you mean," Faisara inquired, still very confused.
"You will soon venture away from this land, and go to a primitive land, where large trees still flourish and thrive, where nature is the ruler of all things, and where there is no true civilization, only small outcroppings of societies."
"Why me...," she asked.
"You were different than the others, you were more concerned with your surroundings, and nature, as well as you were more independent than the others. It seemed as though the other specimens I looked at just blindly followed to will of their respective count, without a care in the world, they had no individuality."
"Thank you for the compliments... I think. How will I know when I am being taken to this new land you speak of," Faisara asked.
"That will remain a secret, but trust me, you will know when it's about to happen."
**In Reality**
"Nnnngh... that was an interesting prophecy," Faisara murmured quietly to herself. "I wonder what he meant... by I would know when it's happening....," she continued. "Well, anyways, I guess he knows what he's saying, so I'll just wait around and hope that's it's nothing too catastrophic, like the events of yesterday."
As the day seemingly flew by, Faisara became more and more suspicious that what the spirit told her in her dream the previous night was false.
It was about one hour after nightfall when Faisara was awoken by a strange noise of a rumbling, rather close to her. She exited her makeshift tent and looked around.. but didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, so she returned to the tent. About 10 minutes later, the same noise occurred again, but this time, when she got up to leave the tent.. there was nothing there, only the seemingly endless void, with a small pathway across, leading to several swirling anomalies. Faisara figured that this was what the spiritual being was speaking of, so without pause, she obeyed his wishes, and fell into the portal, and closed her eyes before waking up... in a strange and unknown jungle-infested area...that she suspected, was the new land.
Wow... that was a really long backstory.. jeez, I guess I kinda got carried away.
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Age: 17
Location: Florida, USA
Level of FTB experience: Not much honestly, but I'm a quick learner and am willing to learn. I have played a significant amount of tekkit, not sure exactly how similar the two modpacks are, but we'll see.
How often can you generally play: I usually can play 4 - 5 hours on the weekdays, and pretty much most of the day on weekends, although I do have other things to do obviously, so I probably wouldn't be on all day.
What can you add to RedWire: I'm a friendly and mature person. I like helping people for the most part. I tend to stick more towards the PvP, Raiding, Griefing servers, but I've been actively looking for a laidback server to just hang out on, and this happened to be one I found, and I've also wanted to learn more about FTB.
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IGN: TheBlindMonk
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Desired Class: Barbarian
Feedback on the Server: N/A, haven't been on yet, sent this in while server was in downtime.
Any suggestions/improvements? N/A
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1. Check, will make an app when it's available, no magical incantations until then, got it, and while I get where you are coming from, I want to elaborate a bit more. Faisara's magic isn't really wizard-esque magic. It's more just enhancements to current things, which is still classified under magic I'm sure, just wanted to clear it up. She can't cast anything like a fireball, but can only enhance her swords with extra effects, like fire, poison, ice etc etc.
2. Not actually coming in with any weapons, was just kinda hypothetical I suppose, was trying to illustrate Faisara better.
3. No muskets, got it.. I'll change it to bows I suppose.
IGN: TheBlindMonk
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IGN: TheBlindMonk
Age: 15
Why us?: I used to play on a skyrim RP server that I enjoyed very much, however it got shut down due to lack of funds, and I recently joined a new server that looked promising, until I realized it never has more than two people online at one time, so here I am, hoping to find a high-quality roleplaying server for a high-quality roleplayer such as myself.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Yes.
Did you join our forum? Yes.
Define Role-Playing in your words: Roleplaying to me, is the act of taking on another person's "persona", and acting how you think they would act, feel and talk etc...
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Using information gained outside of your RP characters "reach" per say. For example, someone gives you coords to a base in global chat, and you just "happen" to stumble upon it in-character when you headed straight for it.
Define Power-gaming in your words: God-moding, forcing an action onto another person, I liked your example in the post, you can never just say you did something, it always has to be an attempt.
IC:
Name: Faisara Shadohajj, Mistress and Founder of the Academy of the Crimean Nightstalkers (her hometown, disregard it in-RP, just an added touch).
Nickname: (Optional): Faisara
Age: Unknown exact age, said to be around her mid 20s
Gender: Female
Race: Nord, Human, Crimean blah blah blah.
Appearance: Wears dark blue robes and has a crescent necklace that she cherishes dearly. Wields a glowing blue sword when in combat. Black hair, deep blue eyes, very lanky individual, thin and agile. About 5'11", very tall for a female.
Personality: Quiet and conserved, but hates whoever dares to talk down to her abilities as a swords-woman. Usually doesn't pick sides in a fight, unless there has been previous experiences with one of them that has caused her to dislike / like them.
In-game RP example (Just grabbing the first paragraph from my backstory heh, if you want me to create something more unique, just let me know.. feeling really lazy, which is always bad, just after writing that backstory):
"Please Mistress, don't go... we want you here to train us in the arts of magical swordsmanship."
"I am sorry my students... but I will leave Eliezer in charge of you all, as he is by far my best student."
"Thank you for the praise Faisara.. but I don't know if I can handle such a responsibility... how long are you planning to visit this new land.. what was the name again?"
"The land was called Delenor.. I heard of it from a little birdy, but I am sure you will take it upon yourself to teach these young men and women all that you know while I am gone, and be sure to take them on actual practice sessions."
"Yes of course Mistress Faisara, getting out in the field is the best way to learn as you've told me before..."
"Goodbye my lovely students.. I must be getting off to board the ship that sails from Crimea to Delenor."
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.)
"Please Mistress, don't go... we want you here to train us in the arts of magical swordsmanship."
"I am sorry my students... but I will leave Eliezer in charge of you all, as he is by far my best student."
"Thank you for the praise Faisara.. but I don't know if I can handle such a responsibility... how long are you planning to visit this new land.. what was the name again?"
"The land was called Delenor.. I heard of it from a little birdy, but I am sure you will take it upon yourself to teach these young men and women all that you know while I am gone, and be sure to take them on actual practice sessions."
"Yes of course Mistress Faisara, getting out in the field is the best way to learn as you've told me before..."
"Goodbye my lovely students.. I must be getting off to board the ship that sails from Crimea to Delenor."
"Sigh... those children," Faisara mumbled as she left the academy citadel and proceeded to venture towards the Crimean harbor. "What do you even do with them.. I left Eliezer in charge, but honestly, I really hope they don't become unruly while I'm gone."
"Oh, hello there pretty lady," came a voice from behind in the shadows.
"Eugh... really, must you talk to me now? I'm in quite a bit of a hurry," she called as she continued along the road without a look back.
Suddenly, a pair of gruff hands seized her from behind and turned her around, causing her to become dizzy.
"Yes, I must, now why don't you go ahead and empty out that little purse of yours, along with your bag of goodies."
Faisara analyzes the abrupt man carefully before slowly reaching down into her bag and opening it to reveal everything inside.
"That's quite a nice dagger you've got there missy, mind if I snatch it from you," the bandit inquired.
"Of course you can have it sweetie," Faisara replied sarcastically "assuming you can get it from me."
She then removed the dagger from her luggage and began to mutter some form of incantation, which instantaneously caused the dagger blade to freeze over, startling the robber.
"Uhh..buh...hubba, wah..wah..wh...how did you just.. do...oooo that?"
"Why, are you scared of a little lady now cause of a little magic, hmm?"
"Pff, pff, of course n-.."
"Let me just finish that sentence for you real quick... Yes, you are scared of me, and you are going to remove your grimy hands from my robe and leave."
The robber unsheathed a dagger from under his leather tunic and tried to slice at Faisara's neck, however she was expecting it and returned the blow with much more force than he expected, as well as causing his right hand to feel extremely chilled and immobilized. After the swift counter-attack, the bandit backed away slowly, and then continued to run, as he valued his life much more than some lady's valuables...
Faisara finally arrived at the harbor and boarded the ship.. not knowing what would await her in the new land. She had heard rumors of ancient civilizations and ruins, as well as ancient books that had been preserved for years to keep track of history, which interested her very much. However, Faisara was most interested in the creatures that were said to live there, nothing that had ever been seen before, and that they were more vicious than any in Crimea. She thought that it was well overdue for some specialized training, to keep her edge in her life. After 10 days of waiting, the ship lookout finally found the first sighting of land since they set sail, and the captain was able to verify it as Delenor. Faisara gathered her belongings from her cabin and prepared to land in an unknown land, one that she couldn't wait to visit and learn about.....or so she thought...
After 5 long years of exploring Delenor and teaching some of her ways to the friendly military captain there, Rakaesa Demonheart, Faisara was ready to head back to Crimea. She gathered up all of her belongings, set up an abandoned sign on her citadel, and with tears in her eyes, she set off back to the harbor of Delenor. She was terribly sad to see all of her work disappear right in-front of her eyes after all the years of gathering the materials and building the citadel, brick by brick. Although there was no way she could have done it alone, Rakaesa helped her immensely. Finally, Faisara said her goodbyes to the townsfolk and boarded the ship.
5 days had passed, and she could tell she was almost half way to Crimea... Until, Faisara and the rest of the members on the ship were peacefully sailing across open waters, but little did they know, they were pirate waters as well. Soon after sunrise the next morning, Faisara and the crewmen were awoken by a massive bang followed by another, and another, and soon they realized they had been surrounded by pirate ships and were being sunk. Many crewmen tried to escape using the small rafts located around the ship, but before they had gone 50 feet, they had been shot down by pirates with longbows. Faisara simply tried to stay calm, knowing that an attempted escape would mean death, but what would staying on the ship result in...? After debating for about a minute, Faisara decided that she would go get her weaponry and try to cast an incantation that might result in her being able to defend herself better. She dove into the cabins of the ship to retrieve her diamond-encrusted rapier, Nightfall, and quickly focused all of her energy into creating a flaming aura around the sword. Faisara burst out of the cabin hatch to find herself surrounded by several dozen pirate henchmen, and she quickly attempted to decimate their ranks, but the numbers game became too much for her agility and poise. She was eventually caught and brought to the pirate captain who stowed her in the hold while he decided what to do with her.
Another 3 weeks passed, or so it seemed to Faisara, when in reality it had only been one week. She had been living off of 2 measly portions of food a day, usually scraps from the dinner of the previous night. Three henchmen were sent down to bring the unarmed Faisara back up to the chief, as he had made a decision.
"So pretty lass, how's your last couple days been?" the captain asked, while chuckling smugly.
"I don't know, how have yours been? Musta been pretty hard deciding what to do with me, knowing that I can easily annihilate your entire crew assuming I had a weapon," Faisara said.
"Quite confident aren't you there lass," some of the crew members remarked.
"Ayyy, shut up over there, this is between the girl and I," the pirate captain retorted, whose name was still unknown.
"How about you shut up yah damn no-life, conniving, citizen killer," Faisara added, rather irate.
"I'll just get to my decision in order to prevent any unnecessary violence at this point in time. I have decided to keep you, and you will be my slave until we land at Akavir, where I will then let you free, for you will have no further use for me, but until then... heh, heh, heh."
So it was, Faisara was completely powerless at the hands of the captain, only wishing that the days would go by faster, so they could get to this strange land known as Akavir faster. She was forced to clean decks, clean up after the mannerless brutes, and be their source of entertainment, in more ways than one, some more vulgar than others. However, she was spared from the greatest punishment, which was death, so she was thankful of that. The time seemed to pass by slower and slower every day, and the work and entertainment more gruesome and merciless every day. Her body had been violated and abused too many times for her to even count, and now she was barely a shell of what she used to be. She was a fine up-standing citizen of Crimea, going on a special expedition to Delenor, to train and explore, but instead, she has now become a pirate's plaything and barely even a human being.
Her days of torture were finally over, and they reached Akavir, and she was freed, along with all of her belongings. She was sent crawling off the ship, haggard and mangled.. barely conscious. She saw a vision just then, of her father, who had died a young man, the only person in her life who had ever inspired her. Faisara knew it meant something specific, she KNEW with all of her heart, that she was destined to be as honored and great as her father, and she knew, that she couldn't let this one tragedy tear her reality apart and cause her to go into seclusion. After this revelation and epiphany, she must have passed out, because the next thing she remembered... was being awoken on the docks of the harbor.. barely breathing....
PS: That backstory was taken from a previous server, at least the first three paragraphs. The others were made just now. The reason I took this exact character from my previous server, is because I was never able to flesh her out, because there was never anyone to RP with on the old server, so I wanted to play her out on here.
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