(Note I am the head of recruiting this is from our leader and I deemed it fit enough to post here to help gain recruits.)
Greetings. I am MisChiv, one of the Founders of the order of The Oculum.
*I will keep this short, as this is not the official page, but a simple placeholder until we can write a full and detailed summary.*
We are essentially, the black market of Knowledge, secrets and plans.
Our services include: (keep in note, we are mainly useful in role-play scenarios)
-Cartography
-Spying on players/towns. (inserting a spy to watch for specific movements/activities)
-Scouting for raiding parties.
-Distract/harass/decoy work
-Gathering information on pretty much anything. (This includes lore based intel.)
-Player Tracking (more than just /skill track. We actually follow them around, keeping constant updates on their activities.)
-Dirt slinging (political slander)
-Influence in your favour
-Bribery
-Diablo hunting (If you're looking for a particular diablo item.)
-Middle manning (Acting as a 3rd party in a deal, in order to manipulate the deal in your favour.)
Recruitment
We are looking for operatives. Anyone interested will need to contact me personally via the forum's PM services, or by sending me a personal message in-game. I may refer you to one of my colleagues.
It would be preferred if you have mastered a class able to smoke/invis. However many of our tasks can be done without this.
WARNING- The Oculum is under an oath of non-aggression. This means we will NOT attack unless we are provoked. Think carefully before joining us if PvP is a large part of your A'therys experience.
Update:
We have a new head of recruiting! His name is Darthmonkey1995, or Bran Nightwing. Feel free to contact him about any questions regarding joining our ranks. Thanks to Darth for taking up this role.
The Oculum is by no means a secret.
However,
It is only ever seen or heard, when it wants to be.
IN:Darthmonkey1995
Age:16
Role-Played.:I have played on Gaza and hero craft both heavy RP servers.
Whys:I love scrim and it seems this may be a good server i played on one RP scrim server and the staff was very rude and crude.
Insouciance:Every day IM not working i will be on.
Brief Description of Yourself:In OC IM out going Silverton a very good leader i always take care of my people and friends.
Explain Role-Plainly:Role-Play the act of taking your imagination and acting out a character that in OC you could not truly be role play worlds to me are the place you let your imagination fly
Waterpower?Explaining your own words: Power gaming is giving my self and edge over people i don't really have such as *killing 100 men in the blink of an eye* Meta gaming is I having intelligence i don't really have such as if a prince is going to go to town and slaughter them i must stop him.
IC
Name:Darren gunsmith
Race: Imperial
Gender: male
Age: 23
Appearance: He wears a long robe to hide his family sword .(Comes along in the story) He also has short black hair somewhat tan complexion i love to ride horses and joust on my family gardens.
Fears: He fears slow death after watching his father die slowly he fears slow agonizing death.
Amour?:He prefers not to after having people do it for him in his royal house
Chitterlings?:He can use a bow only some times he prefers his quickly drawn sword then a bow but at times of ambush a nice rock and a bow goes a long way. Also he can craft swords hes a very able bodied crafts persons.
Back story(1-2LONG paragraphs):Darren Gunsmith was born to the noble house of Gunsmith in solitude. Growing up in the house of Gunsmith he was trained by some of the finest archers,jousters and sword smiths. His father a politician in the city of solitude was assassinated after he past a no tax bill on tea the people of solitude erected a memorial to Morons father for his sacrifice and gave Darren a sword with the higher language saying in memory of dared the best politician in centuries..Darren now fatherless emerged him self in training never really sleeping. Grief drove he hated politicians vowing to forget that world. Finally after years of grief he found the woman of his dreams he married her and had many many kids. They decided to move to the town of rift were a group of bandits lay siege to the town of rift. Dorren along with the town milita fought hard but the bandits were all mages transforming into werewolf's they slaughtered every one first the women then the children the men paralyzed in fear were killed. Dorren fought savagely tooth and nail. He tore fur ripped paw sliced muzzle sent meany realin but in the end the alpha jumped him from behind. The alpha tore at Doreen planing to leave him a bloody mess. Dorren with his last breath begged the god of the hunt to let him join him ad to spare his life. The god hearing a new chance for a fresh servant agreed sending the wolfs fleeing he revived Dorren. Dorren with your life you will serve me or i swear you will be hunted for the rest of your life. Dorren accepted the offer. The god smiling disappeared after a short touch of the heart. For Dorren would now be a werewolf and serve him. A few hours earlier dorren awoke to the full moon and his transformation seeing what he had become he ran off into the moonlight. Days later he settled down in a new town as a merc.
IN:Darthmonkey1995
Age:16
Role-Played.:I have played on Gaza and hero craft both heavy RP servers.
Whys:I love scrim and it seems this may be a good server i played on one RP scrim server and the staff was very rude and crude.
Insouciance:Every day IM not working i will be on.
Brief Description of Yourself:In OC IM out going Silverton a very good leader i always take care of my people and friends.
Explain Role-Plainly:Role-Play the act of taking your imagination and acting out a character that in OC you could not truly be role play worlds to me are the place you let your imagination fly
Waterpower?Explaining your own words: Power gaming is giving my self and edge over people i don't really have such as *killing 100 men in the blink of an eye* Meta gaming is I having intelligence i don't really have such as if a prince is going to go to town and slaughter them i must stop him.
IC
Name:Darren gunsmith
Race: Imperial
Gender: male
Age: 23
Appearance: He wears a long robe to hide his family sword .(Comes along in the story) He also has short black hair somewhat tan complexion i love to ride horses and joust on my family gardens.
Fears: He fears slow death after watching his father die slowly he fears slow agonizing death.
Amour?:He prefers not to after having people do it for him in his royal house
Chitterlings?:He can use a bow only some times he prefers his quickly drawn sword then a bow but at times of ambush a nice rock and a bow goes a long way. Also he can craft swords hes a very able bodied crafts persons.
Back story(1-2LONG paragraphs):Darren Gunsmith was born to the noble house of Gunsmith in solitude. Growing up in the house of Gunsmith he was trained by some of the finest archers,jousters and sword smiths. His father a politician in the city of solitude was assassinated after he past a no tax bill on tea the people of solitude erected a memorial to Morons father for his sacrifice and gave Darren a sword with the higher language saying in memory of dared the best spoliation in centers..Darren now fatherless emerged him self in training never really sleeping. Grief drove he hated politicians vowing to forget that world. Finally after years of grief he found the woman of his dreams he married her and had many many kids. They decided to move to the town of rift weld were a dragon attacked and killed almost everyone when the smoke cleared and the bodies were recovered Darren found that his sons and daughters along with his wife had been trapped in the house and burnt alive while he was off fighting the dragon. Grief drove once again Darren sets out vowing to never become attached again..... focus rough DA
IGN:Gorflak2
Age:18
Role-Play Exp.:Pretty Exp
Why Us:I like to Roleplay and The Elder Scrolls
Time You Can Dedicate:3 hrs a day
Brief Description of Yourself:A Ranger whos Teacher Died protecting him from a beast.
Explain Role-Play In Your Own Words:Acting as another person in a world that is not real
What Is Powergaming and Metagaming? Explain in your own words:I have not heard of this
[b]Can Your Character Wield A Sword/Axe?:[/b]Sword
[b]Can You Character Farm?:[/b]Yes
[b]Can Your Character Mine?:[/b]No
[b]What Other Things Can Your Character Do?:[/b]Climb trees
Backstory (1-2 [b]LONG[/b] paragraphs):He Grew up an orphan because his father died protecting his teacher and his teacher failed to save his wife but defeated the criminals. His teacher Halt took him under his wing in the way of the Ranger.He got his horse Tundra at the ranger base. Once Halt died protecting him from a hoard of large wargals. He took it to kill any wargals spotted in the ruins of talgia.
I my self and very out going i make a good leader. My friends all call me silvertounged be cause one way or another i will encourage you to face numerous odds with me. I am a very strategic planer.
Minecraft Account Name:.darthmonkey1995
How old are you?:16
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Est
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: I have a good grip on the english language how ever im a science nerd lol so im ok with grammer i guess. I do have some probloms.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: I have played on gazamo and one skyrim rp server.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes sir i promise.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I saw it on forums and it says 200 people i want in on that i LOVE Lord Of The Rings.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!: no.
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Emerging your self in a character of your own creation making him fit your standards and carving out your own story.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Meta gaming to me is giving my character a edge over others such as intelligence that a king is to be assassinated and i run to save him
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power emoting to me is saying that i killed 300 men with my sword in the blink of an eye.
In-Character Details
My character has blue eyes,tall, wears his sword out front He is 23 he dreams of joining the rangers and defending the land from darkness. He also has a beard blond.
Character Name:Dorren
Character Race: Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: Dorren was just a boy when his father told him storys of the rangers of the east. Strong willed hearts of lions powerful men. Dorren stayed up nights listening to his father telling storys of the Rangers. Growing up Dorren and his friend evenstad hid in the woods fighting each-other with wooden swords his father crafted for him and his friend. On his 14th birthday his father decided to tell Dorren his true history of him being a ranger and how hed fallen in love with his mother and had to settle down on the farm so that they would all be safe. Dorren taking all of the story to heart begun practicing archery with his fathers bow wanting more now then ever to be a ranger of the east. Dorrens father trained him in tracking,speed,stealth and swordplay.On one of the trips tracking with is father Dorren stumbled apon a bear the bear surprised reacted by swiping Sorrens across the face ripping Dorrens eye out Dorrens father quickly put an arrow in the beast and it fell. One day while Dorren was out tending the fields his father died at the ripe age of 100 Dorren came in the cottage to find a note wrote on his fathers death bed * Son you have made me proud your the best son a father could hope for but i am old and it is time for me to pass. Do me this one last favor become a ranger do not continue life as a farmer your far greater then that. I love you son * Signed Randar Ranger of the east*. Dorren griefed for days over his fathers death but one day decided hed do what his father asked he gathered his meger belongings packed some food and set out for the Cloud Temple Sanctuary in Auslon.
What are your characters ambitions?: To be a ranger in the coming darkness to lead battles against the evil.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: I am sorry i cant get a screen shot to work please dont keep me out cause of it..
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:No sir
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? *Dwarf* Can i intrest you in a dwarven gold necklace? *Dorren* No my friend i am sorry i am here on official purposes would you like some money? *dwarf* I can take hand outs.. *Me* Not a hand out sir just helping a friend on the road *Dwarf* In that case i guess i can take a small bit. * I prepare the food lay a blanket out and sit on it inviting the dwarf to sit with me and eat* * Dwarf comes over and pulls out a bottle of dwarven ale* *Me* What brings you here dwarf to the city?* Dwarf* I come here lad to make an honest living seeing as i am not the best at mining* *Me* Gasp* A dwarf thats not good at mining your kidding me? *Dwarf* No lad i have never been any good seems the gods have cursed me ever pick i touch breaks on me*Me* Well friend here coem with me on my travels i could use such a companion as you* *Dwarf* Of what use could i be to a human im no slave lad!* * Me * No NO NO not a slave not a slave at all I enjoy your company* *Dwarf* Alright lad ill follow you for now* Me* Splendid! *Cleans up lunch gathers items and the two of us set off into the city*d
You’re in the Cloud Sanctuary late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. The only present monk is fast asleep, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? * Me* Ladys ladys whats going on? *Orc* * grunts* Stay out of this human * spits on my feet and shoves me to the side* Dwarf* Help please he thinks i stole his sword!* Me* Did you?* Dwarf* No NO of course not im no thief!* Orc* O yea you didn't take my fathers blade you filthy dwarf. I watched you steal it! * Me* Look as much as id like for you to tear the dwarfs arm off i cant let you till i investigate this further* Shakes head rubs eyebrows and nervously rubs his swords hilt* Orc* Lunges at the dwarf intending to rip his throat out* Dwarf* Help!!!! * Clink clinck goes the sword as it falls from the dwarfs pack as he flees* *Me* Chuckles* So he is a thief well then lets take him to the jail* Orc* Ill fix him for good!*Me* No no no not here out side its your business but not in the sanctuary. *Orc* grabbing the sword lunges for me i parry his blade and sove him off his feet* Me* Come come dont make me hurt you orc* *Orc* Terror in his eyes he lunges for me again i side step him and knock him out with the hilt of my blade* In all the confusion the dwarf gets away fleeing the city*
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:*Man falling* Me* Sir!! Are you alright??? *Picks old man up off the ground and begins picking up the coins* Cuts his robe and into a pouch and takes a piece of leather thong and ties the bag* Old man* Thank you sonny if you would have been a bandit i would not have stood a chance* *Me* I hunt bandits sir and protect people like you**Old man* Takes the coins counts out four and hands them to me* OldMan* Here son for your help i dont know what i would have done with out you*Me* payment is not due sir its my duty. Would you like me to escort you to the next city sir?* Oldman* That wont be necessary sonny i just live up this path im returning from the city*Me* Nods head and continues up the road*
IGN:Darthmonkey1995 Age:16 Role-PlayExp.:I have played on gazamo and herocraft both heavy rp servers. WhyUs:I love skyrim and it seems this may be a good server i played on one rp skyrim server and the staff were very rude and crude. TimeYouCanDedicate:Every day im not working i will be on. BriefDescription of Yourself:In ooc Im out going silvertounged a very good leader i always take care of my people and friends. ExplainRole-PlayInYourOwnWords:Role-Play the act of takeing your imagination and acting out a character that in ooc you could not truly be role play worlds to me are the place you let your imagination fly WhatIsPowergamingandMetagaming?Explainin your own words: Power gaming is giving my self and edge over people i dont really have such as *killing 100 men in the blink of an eye* Meta gaming is me having intelligence i dont really have such as if a prince is going to go to town and slaughter them i must stop him.
IC
Name:Dorron rutsmith
Race: Imperial
Gender: male
Age: 23
Appearance: He wears a long robe to hide his family sword .(Comes along in the story) He also has short black hair sort of tan complexion i love to ride horses and joust on my familys gardens.
Fears: He fears slow death after watching his father die slowly he fears slow agonizing death.
[b]CanYourCharacterMine?:[/b]He perfers not to after haveing people do it for him in his royal house
[b]WhatOtherThingsCanYourCharacterDo?:[/b]He can use a bow only some times he prefers his quickly drawn sword then a bow but at times of ambush a nice rock and a bow goes a long way. Also he can craft swords hes a very able bodied craftsmen.
Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs):Dorron Rutsmith was born to the noble house of Rutsmith in solitude. Growing up in the house of Rutsmith he was trained by some of the finest archers,jousters and sword smiths. His father a politician in the city of solitude was assassinated after he passed a no tax bill on tea the people of solitude erected a memorial to Dorrons father for his sacrafice and gave dorron a sword with the highelf language saying in memory of dared the best polition in centrys..Dorron now fatherless emersed him self in training never really sleeping. Grief driven he hated politicians vowing to forget that world. Finally after years of grief he found the woman of his dreams he married her and had many many kids. They decided to move to the town of riftweld were a dragon attacked and killed almost every one when the smoke cleared and the bodies were recovered dorron found that his sons and daughters along with his wife had been trapped in the house and burnt alive while he was off fighting the dragon. Grief driven once again dorron sets out vowing to never become attached again..... fous rouh da
IGN:Darthmonkey1995 Age:16 Role-PlayExp.:I have played on gazamo and herocraft both heavy rp servers WhyUs:I love skyrim and it seems this may be a good server i played on one rp skyrim server and the staff were very rude and crude. TimeYouCanDedicate:Every day im not working i will be on BriefDescription of Yourself:In ooc im out going silvertounged a very good leader i always take care of my people and friends. ExplainRole-PlayInYourOwnWords:Role-Play the act of takeing your imagination and acting out a character that in ooc you could not truly be role play worlds to me are the place you let your imagination fly WhatIsPowergamingandMetagaming?Explainin your own words: Power gaming is saying i am the lost prince and i must recover my throne and take my kingdom back. Meta gaming is saying that i am the worlds greatest hero i can chop 500 trees down in two seconds wich may i add i cant and i definitely can not kill 200 men with the swipe of my sword.
IC
Name:Dorron rutsmith
Race: Human
Gender: male
Age: 23
Appearance: He wears a long robe to hide my family sword (Comes along in the story) He also has short black hair sort of tan complexion i love to ride horses and joust on my familys gardens.
Fears: He fears slow death after watching his father die slowly he fears slow agonizing death.
[b]CanYourCharacterMine?:[/b]He perfers not to after haveing people do it for him in his royal house
[b]WhatOtherThingsCanYourCharacterDo?:[/b]He can use a bow only some times he prefers his quickly drawn sword then a bow but at times of ambush a nice rock and a bow goes a long way. also he can craft swords hes a very able bodied craftsmen.
Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs):Dorron Rutsmith was born to the noble house of Rutsmith in solitude. Growing up in the house of Rutsmith he was trained by some of the finest archers,jousters and sword smiths. His father a politician in the city of solitude was assassinated after he passed a no tax bill on tea the people of solitude erected a memorial to Dorrons father for his sacrafice and gave dorron a sword with the highelf language saying in memory of dared the best polition in centrys..Dorron now fatherless emersed him self in training never really sleeping. Grief driven he hated politicians vowing to forget that world. Finally after years of grief he found the woman of his dreams he married her and had many many kids. They decided to move to the town of riftweld were a dragon attacked and killed almost every one when the smoke cleared and the bodies were recovered dorron found that his sons and daughters along with his wife had been trapped in the house and burnt alive while he was off fighting the dragon. Grief driven once again dorron sets out vowing to never become attached again..... fous rouh da
good luck this dudes a troll any ways i wont get in trouble over a 30 year old fat man that still lives with his mom and sits in his basement trolling people well peace
First of all play oblivion you lunatic second of all did some one **** in your chocolate cheerios no i didn't copy my own app i reposted like i was told to u freakin nutter search the fourms your freaking lunatic I posted this one specially for this
Your the kinna sleze bag that runs of players if i was the owner id tell you to get out and dont let the door hit you in the on your way out mateNow does the little kinder-gardener understand or do i gotta spell it out for you in chocolate cheerios probably all you understand is yes you can eat that!
First of all play oblivion u lunatic second of all did some one **** in your corn flakes no i didn't copy some one elses app i reposted like i was told to u freakin nutterYour the kinna sleze bag that runs of players if i was the owner id tell u to get out and dont let the door hit u in the on your way out mate
IGN:darthmonkey1995 Age:16 Role-PlayExp.:Quite a lot WhyUs:need a good server with non abusive admin TimeYouCanDedicate:15 BriefDescription of Yourself:fun easy to get along with ExplainRole-PlayInYourOwnWords:Acting out a fantasy character WhatIsPowergamingandMetagaming?Explainin your own words:I my self in definition of power gaming can not go on a one man killing spree slaughtering millions with one stroke. meta gaming i am not the king im not a long lost prince and i certainly am not dragon born IC
Name:DarrenNightkeeper
Race:Imperial
Gender:male
Age:23
Appearance:short black hair,tall,brown eyes,stocky build
Fears:spiders
Personality:Dry sence of humor not mean but dont like to be bothered im a loner traveling the lands hunting monsters like a nightblades supposed to do
[b]CanYouCharacterFarm?:[/b]His father was a farmer but all he can grow is wheat
[b]CanYourCharacterMine?:[/b]yes
[b]WhatOtherThingsCanYourCharacterDo?:[/b] Jump in the city of solitude he jumped from roof top to roof top with his cousins
Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs):In the city of solitude Darren was born and on that same day his grandfather passed. Darrens father was a small farmer but his grandfather was a KnightBlade. Dareens father wanting to keep him safe hid the blade and the note his father told him to give to the boy.Dareen grew up feeling oddly out of place he would see a thief steal an apple or a mugging in the back ally and a part of him would want to save the person,so Darren aspired to become a guard but the day he was to be aponited it all came unraveled the dragon attacked and burnt his fathers home down. Darren in the field at the time raced into the house to save his father only to find him impelled by a piece of wood his father seeing that he was dieing told Darrren to go to his wardrobe and pull the false bottom out. There Darren found his grandfathers old sword Redtome and his father proceeded to tell him of his grand father but before he could finish the house started to collapse in so his father wanting to save his son screamed for Darren to leave trying to push him out caused the log to finish him off.Darren confused and alone ran for the evacuation boat. Jumping on the bed and proceeding to cry he waited for the boat to go to his destination vowing to find a Night Blade and learn there ways....Fos roh Da sorry forgot
IGN:darthmonkey1995 Age:16 Role-PlayExp.:Quite a lot WhyUs:need a good server with non abusive admin TimeYouCanDedicate:15 BriefDescription of Yourself:fun easy to get along with ExplainRole-PlayInYourOwnWords:Acting out a fantasy character WhatIsPowergamingandMetagaming?Explainin your own words:I my self in definition of power gaming can not go on a one man killing spree slaughtering millions with one stroke. meta gaming i am not the king im not a long lost prince and i certainly am not dragon born IC
Name:DarrenNightkeeper
Race:Imperial
Gender:male
Age:23
Appearance:short black hair,tall,brown eyes,stocky build
Fears:spiders
Personality:Dry sence of humor not mean but dont like to be bothered im a loner traveling the lands hunting monsters like a nightblades supposed to do
Occupation:nightblade
Skills:[/left] [left] Nickname(Optional):
[b]CanYourCharacterWield A Sword/Axe?:[/b]sword
[b]CanYouCharacterFarm?:[/b]His father was a farmer but all he can grow is wheat
[b]CanYourCharacterMine?:[/b]yes
[b]WhatOtherThingsCanYourCharacterDo?:[/b] Jump in the city of solitude he jumped from roof top to roof top with his cousins
Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs):In the city of solitude Darren was born and on that same day his grandfather passed. Darrens father was a small farmer but his grandfather was a KnightBlade. Dareens father wanting to keep him safe hid the blade and the note his father told him to give to the boy.Dareen grew up feeling oddly out of place he would see a thief steal an apple or a mugging in the back ally and a part of him would want to save the person,so Darren aspired to become a guard but the day he was to be aponited it all came unraveled the dragon attacked and burnt his fathers home down. Darren in the field at the time raced into the house to save his father only to find him impelled by a piece of wood his father seeing that he was dieing told Darrren to go to his wardrobe and pull the false bottom out. There Darren found his grandfathers old sword Redtome and his father proceeded to tell him of his grand father but before he could finish the house started to collapse in so his father wanting to save his son screamed for Darren to leave trying to push him out caused the log to finish him off.Darren confused and alone ran for the evacuation boat. Jumping on the bed and proceeding to cry he waited for the boat to go to his destination vowing to find a Night Blade and learn there ways....Fos roh Da sorry forgot
IGN:darthmonkey1995 Age:16 Role-PlayExp.:Quite a lot WhyUs:need a good server with non abusive admin TimeYouCanDedicate:15 BriefDescription of Yourself:fun easy to get along with ExplainRole-PlayInYourOwnWords:Acting out a fantasy character WhatIsPowergamingandMetagaming?Explainin your own words:I my self in definition of power gaming can not go on a one man killing spree slaughtering millions with one stroke. meta gaming i am not the king im not a long lost prince and i certainly am not dragon born IC
Name:DarrenNightkeeper
Race:Imperial
Gender:male
Age:23
Appearance:short black hair,tall,brown eyes,stocky build
Fears:spiders
Personality:Dry sence of humor not mean but dont like to be bothered im a loner traveling the lands hunting monsters like a nightblades supposed to do
Occupation:nightblade
Skills:[/left] [left] Nickname(Optional):
[b]CanYourCharacterWield A Sword/Axe?:[/b]sword
[b]CanYouCharacterFarm?:[/b]His father was a farmer but all he can grow is wheat
[b]CanYourCharacterMine?:[/b]yes
[b]WhatOtherThingsCanYourCharacterDo?:[/b] Jump in the city of solitude he jumped from roof top to roof top with his cousins
Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs):In the city of solitude Darren was born and on that same day his grandfather passed. Darrens father was a small farmer but his grandfather was a KnightBlade. Dareens father wanting to keep him safe hid the blade and the note his father told him to give to the boy.Dareen grew up feeling oddly out of place he would see a thief steal an apple or a mugging in the back ally and a part of him would want to save the person,so Darren aspired to become a guard but the day he was to be aponited it all came unraveled the dragon attacked and burnt his fathers home down. Darren in the field at the time raced into the house to save his father only to find him impelled by a piece of wood his father seeing that he was dieing told Darrren to go to his wardrobe and pull the false bottom out. There Darren found his grandfathers old sword Redtome and his father proceeded to tell him of his grand father but before he could finish the house started to collapse in so his father wanting to save his son screamed for Darren to leave trying to push him out caused the log to finish him off.Darren confused and alone ran for the evacuation boat. Jumping on the bed and proceeding to cry he waited for the boat to go to his destination vowing to find a Night Blade and learn there ways....Fos roh Da sorry forgot
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Greetings. I am MisChiv, one of the Founders of the order of The Oculum.
*I will keep this short, as this is not the official page, but a simple placeholder until we can write a full and detailed summary.*
We are essentially, the black market of Knowledge, secrets and plans.
Our services include: (keep in note, we are mainly useful in role-play scenarios)
-Cartography
-Spying on players/towns. (inserting a spy to watch for specific movements/activities)
-Scouting for raiding parties.
-Distract/harass/decoy work
-Gathering information on pretty much anything. (This includes lore based intel.)
-Player Tracking (more than just /skill track. We actually follow them around, keeping constant updates on their activities.)
-Dirt slinging (political slander)
-Influence in your favour
-Bribery
-Diablo hunting (If you're looking for a particular diablo item.)
-Middle manning (Acting as a 3rd party in a deal, in order to manipulate the deal in your favour.)
Recruitment
We are looking for operatives. Anyone interested will need to contact me personally via the forum's PM services, or by sending me a personal message in-game. I may refer you to one of my colleagues.
It would be preferred if you have mastered a class able to smoke/invis. However many of our tasks can be done without this.
WARNING- The Oculum is under an oath of non-aggression. This means we will NOT attack unless we are provoked. Think carefully before joining us if PvP is a large part of your A'therys experience.
Update:
We have a new head of recruiting! His name is Darthmonkey1995, or Bran Nightwing. Feel free to contact him about any questions regarding joining our ranks. Thanks to Darth for taking up this role.
The Oculum is by no means a secret.
However,
It is only ever seen or heard, when it wants to be.
(If you wish to join us please go to our temporary site and feel out an application.) http://theoculum.guildlaunch.com/index.php?gid=341015&sid=265f09fbbcc01e5b1cecab9adcb19a11&sso=1378496945
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Age:16
Role-Played.:I have played on Gaza and hero craft both heavy RP servers.
Whys:I love scrim and it seems this may be a good server i played on one RP scrim server and the staff was very rude and crude.
Insouciance:Every day IM not working i will be on.
Brief Description of Yourself:In OC IM out going Silverton a very good leader i always take care of my people and friends.
Explain Role-Plainly:Role-Play the act of taking your imagination and acting out a character that in OC you could not truly be role play worlds to me are the place you let your imagination fly
Waterpower?Explaining your own words: Power gaming is giving my self and edge over people i don't really have such as *killing 100 men in the blink of an eye* Meta gaming is I having intelligence i don't really have such as if a prince is going to go to town and slaughter them i must stop him.
IC
Name:Darren gunsmith
Race: Imperial
Gender: male
Age: 23
Appearance: He wears a long robe to hide his family sword .(Comes along in the story) He also has short black hair somewhat tan complexion i love to ride horses and joust on my family gardens.
Fears: He fears slow death after watching his father die slowly he fears slow agonizing death.
Personality: Soave quick-witted militaristic planer strangest silver lounged
Occupation: Traveling mercenary
Skills:[/left]potions,shield,stealth
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Nickname(Optional):
Amour A Sword/Axel?: yes
Anticancer?:Yes
Amour?:He prefers not to after having people do it for him in his royal house
Chitterlings?:He can use a bow only some times he prefers his quickly drawn sword then a bow but at times of ambush a nice rock and a bow goes a long way. Also he can craft swords hes a very able bodied crafts persons.
Back story(1-2LONG paragraphs):Darren Gunsmith was born to the noble house of Gunsmith in solitude. Growing up in the house of Gunsmith he was trained by some of the finest archers,jousters and sword smiths. His father a politician in the city of solitude was assassinated after he past a no tax bill on tea the people of solitude erected a memorial to Morons father for his sacrifice and gave Darren a sword with the higher language saying in memory of dared the best spoliation in centers..Darren now fatherless emerged him self in training never really sleeping. Grief drove he hated politicians vowing to forget that world. Finally after years of grief he found the woman of his dreams he married her and had many many kids. They decided to move to the town of rift weld were a dragon attacked and killed almost everyone when the smoke cleared and the bodies were recovered Darren found that his sons and daughters along with his wife had been trapped in the house and burnt alive while he was off fighting the dragon. Grief drove once again Darren sets out vowing to never become attached again..... focus rough DA DUDE YOUR STEALING THE RANGERS APPRENTICE
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Minecraft Account Name:.darthmonkey1995
How old are you?:16
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Est
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: I have a good grip on the english language how ever im a science nerd lol so im ok with grammer i guess. I do have some probloms.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: I have played on gazamo and one skyrim rp server.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes sir i promise.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I saw it on forums and it says 200 people i want in on that i LOVE Lord Of The Rings.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!: no.
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Emerging your self in a character of your own creation making him fit your standards and carving out your own story.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Meta gaming to me is giving my character a edge over others such as intelligence that a king is to be assassinated and i run to save him
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power emoting to me is saying that i killed 300 men with my sword in the blink of an eye.
Character Name:Dorren
Character Race: Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: Dorren was just a boy when his father told him storys of the rangers of the east. Strong willed hearts of lions powerful men. Dorren stayed up nights listening to his father telling storys of the Rangers. Growing up Dorren and his friend evenstad hid in the woods fighting each-other with wooden swords his father crafted for him and his friend. On his 14th birthday his father decided to tell Dorren his true history of him being a ranger and how hed fallen in love with his mother and had to settle down on the farm so that they would all be safe. Dorren taking all of the story to heart begun practicing archery with his fathers bow wanting more now then ever to be a ranger of the east. Dorrens father trained him in tracking,speed,stealth and swordplay.On one of the trips tracking with is father Dorren stumbled apon a bear the bear surprised reacted by swiping Sorrens across the face ripping Dorrens eye out Dorrens father quickly put an arrow in the beast and it fell. One day while Dorren was out tending the fields his father died at the ripe age of 100 Dorren came in the cottage to find a note wrote on his fathers death bed * Son you have made me proud your the best son a father could hope for but i am old and it is time for me to pass. Do me this one last favor become a ranger do not continue life as a farmer your far greater then that. I love you son * Signed Randar Ranger of the east*. Dorren griefed for days over his fathers death but one day decided hed do what his father asked he gathered his meger belongings packed some food and set out for the Cloud Temple Sanctuary in Auslon.
What are your characters ambitions?: To be a ranger in the coming darkness to lead battles against the evil.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: I am sorry i cant get a screen shot to work please dont keep me out cause of it..
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:No sir
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? *Dwarf* Can i intrest you in a dwarven gold necklace? *Dorren* No my friend i am sorry i am here on official purposes would you like some money? *dwarf* I can take hand outs.. *Me* Not a hand out sir just helping a friend on the road *Dwarf* In that case i guess i can take a small bit. * I prepare the food lay a blanket out and sit on it inviting the dwarf to sit with me and eat* * Dwarf comes over and pulls out a bottle of dwarven ale* *Me* What brings you here dwarf to the city?* Dwarf* I come here lad to make an honest living seeing as i am not the best at mining* *Me* Gasp* A dwarf thats not good at mining your kidding me? *Dwarf* No lad i have never been any good seems the gods have cursed me ever pick i touch breaks on me*Me* Well friend here coem with me on my travels i could use such a companion as you* *Dwarf* Of what use could i be to a human im no slave lad!* * Me * No NO NO not a slave not a slave at all I enjoy your company* *Dwarf* Alright lad ill follow you for now* Me* Splendid! *Cleans up lunch gathers items and the two of us set off into the city*d
You’re in the Cloud Sanctuary late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. The only present monk is fast asleep, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? * Me* Ladys ladys whats going on? *Orc* * grunts* Stay out of this human * spits on my feet and shoves me to the side* Dwarf* Help please he thinks i stole his sword!* Me* Did you?* Dwarf* No NO of course not im no thief!* Orc* O yea you didn't take my fathers blade you filthy dwarf. I watched you steal it! * Me* Look as much as id like for you to tear the dwarfs arm off i cant let you till i investigate this further* Shakes head rubs eyebrows and nervously rubs his swords hilt* Orc* Lunges at the dwarf intending to rip his throat out* Dwarf* Help!!!! * Clink clinck goes the sword as it falls from the dwarfs pack as he flees* *Me* Chuckles* So he is a thief well then lets take him to the jail* Orc* Ill fix him for good!*Me* No no no not here out side its your business but not in the sanctuary. *Orc* grabbing the sword lunges for me i parry his blade and sove him off his feet* Me* Come come dont make me hurt you orc* *Orc* Terror in his eyes he lunges for me again i side step him and knock him out with the hilt of my blade* In all the confusion the dwarf gets away fleeing the city*
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:*Man falling* Me* Sir!! Are you alright??? *Picks old man up off the ground and begins picking up the coins* Cuts his robe and into a pouch and takes a piece of leather thong and ties the bag* Old man* Thank you sonny if you would have been a bandit i would not have stood a chance* *Me* I hunt bandits sir and protect people like you**Old man* Takes the coins counts out four and hands them to me* OldMan* Here son for your help i dont know what i would have done with out you*Me* payment is not due sir its my duty. Would you like me to escort you to the next city sir?* Oldman* That wont be necessary sonny i just live up this path im returning from the city*Me* Nods head and continues up the road*
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IGN:Darthmonkey1995
Age:16
Role-PlayExp.:I have played on gazamo and herocraft both heavy rp servers
WhyUs:I love skyrim and it seems this may be a good server i played on one rp skyrim server and the staff were very rude and crude.
TimeYouCanDedicate:Every day im not working i will be on
BriefDescription of Yourself:In ooc im out going silvertounged a very good leader i always take care of my people and friends.
ExplainRole-PlayInYourOwnWords:Role-Play the act of takeing your imagination and acting out a character that in ooc you could not truly be role play worlds to me are the place you let your imagination fly
WhatIsPowergamingandMetagaming?Explainin your own words: Power gaming is saying i am the lost prince and i must recover my throne and take my kingdom back. Meta gaming is saying that i am the worlds greatest hero i can chop 500 trees down in two seconds wich may i add i cant and i definitely can not kill 200 men with the swipe of my sword.
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Name:Dorron rutsmith
Race: Human
Gender: male
Age: 23
Appearance: He wears a long robe to hide my family sword (Comes along in the story) He also has short black hair sort of tan complexion i love to ride horses and joust on my familys gardens.
Fears: He fears slow death after watching his father die slowly he fears slow agonizing death.
Personality: Soave quick-witted militaristic planer stratigest silver tounged
Occupation: Traveling mercenary
Skills:[/left]potions,shield,stealth
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Nickname(Optional):
[b]CanYourCharacterWield A Sword/Axe?:[/b] yes
[b]CanYouCharacterFarm?:[/b]Yes
[b]CanYourCharacterMine?:[/b]He perfers not to after haveing people do it for him in his royal house
[b]WhatOtherThingsCanYourCharacterDo?:[/b]He can use a bow only some times he prefers his quickly drawn sword then a bow but at times of ambush a nice rock and a bow goes a long way. also he can craft swords hes a very able bodied craftsmen.
Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs):Dorron Rutsmith was born to the noble house of Rutsmith in solitude. Growing up in the house of Rutsmith he was trained by some of the finest archers,jousters and sword smiths. His father a politician in the city of solitude was assassinated after he passed a no tax bill on tea the people of solitude erected a memorial to Dorrons father for his sacrafice and gave dorron a sword with the highelf language saying in memory of dared the best polition in centrys..Dorron now fatherless emersed him self in training never really sleeping. Grief driven he hated politicians vowing to forget that world. Finally after years of grief he found the woman of his dreams he married her and had many many kids. They decided to move to the town of riftweld were a dragon attacked and killed almost every one when the smoke cleared and the bodies were recovered dorron found that his sons and daughters along with his wife had been trapped in the house and burnt alive while he was off fighting the dragon. Grief driven once again dorron sets out vowing to never become attached again..... fous rouh da
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Your the kinna sleze bag that runs of players if i was the owner id tell you to get out and dont let the door hit you in the on your way out mateNow does the little kinder-gardener understand or do i gotta spell it out for you in chocolate cheerios probably all you understand is yes you can eat that!
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Age:16
Role-PlayExp.:Quite a lot
WhyUs:need a good server with non abusive admin
TimeYouCanDedicate:15
BriefDescription of Yourself:fun easy to get along with
ExplainRole-PlayInYourOwnWords:Acting out a fantasy character
WhatIsPowergamingandMetagaming?Explainin your own words:I my self in definition of power gaming can not go on a one man killing spree slaughtering millions with one stroke. meta gaming i am not the king im not a long lost prince and i certainly am not dragon born
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Name:DarrenNightkeeper
Race:Imperial
Gender:male
Age:23
Appearance:short black hair,tall,brown eyes,stocky build
Fears:spiders
Personality:Dry sence of humor not mean but dont like to be bothered im a loner traveling the lands hunting monsters like a nightblades supposed to do
Occupation:nightblade
Skills:[/left]light armor bows swords acrobatics
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Nickname(Optional):
[b]CanYourCharacterWield A Sword/Axe?:[/b]sword
[b]CanYouCharacterFarm?:[/b]His father was a farmer but all he can grow is wheat
[b]CanYourCharacterMine?:[/b]yes
[b]WhatOtherThingsCanYourCharacterDo?:[/b] Jump in the city of solitude he jumped from roof top to roof top with his cousins
Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs):In the city of solitude Darren was born and on that same day his grandfather passed. Darrens father was a small farmer but his grandfather was a KnightBlade. Dareens father wanting to keep him safe hid the blade and the note his father told him to give to the boy.Dareen grew up feeling oddly out of place he would see a thief steal an apple or a mugging in the back ally and a part of him would want to save the person,so Darren aspired to become a guard but the day he was to be aponited it all came unraveled the dragon attacked and burnt his fathers home down. Darren in the field at the time raced into the house to save his father only to find him impelled by a piece of wood his father seeing that he was dieing told Darrren to go to his wardrobe and pull the false bottom out. There Darren found his grandfathers old sword Redtome and his father proceeded to tell him of his grand father but before he could finish the house started to collapse in so his father wanting to save his son screamed for Darren to leave trying to push him out caused the log to finish him off.Darren confused and alone ran for the evacuation boat. Jumping on the bed and proceeding to cry he waited for the boat to go to his destination vowing to find a Night Blade and learn there ways....Fos roh Da sorry forgot
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Age:16
Role-PlayExp.:Quite a lot
WhyUs:need a good server with non abusive admin
TimeYouCanDedicate:15
BriefDescription of Yourself:fun easy to get along with
ExplainRole-PlayInYourOwnWords:Acting out a fantasy character
WhatIsPowergamingandMetagaming?Explainin your own words:I my self in definition of power gaming can not go on a one man killing spree slaughtering millions with one stroke. meta gaming i am not the king im not a long lost prince and i certainly am not dragon born
IC
Name:DarrenNightkeeper
Race:Imperial
Gender:male
Age:23
Appearance:short black hair,tall,brown eyes,stocky build
Fears:spiders
Personality:Dry sence of humor not mean but dont like to be bothered im a loner traveling the lands hunting monsters like a nightblades supposed to do
Occupation:nightblade
Skills:[/left]
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Nickname(Optional):
[b]CanYourCharacterWield A Sword/Axe?:[/b]sword
[b]CanYouCharacterFarm?:[/b]His father was a farmer but all he can grow is wheat
[b]CanYourCharacterMine?:[/b]yes
[b]WhatOtherThingsCanYourCharacterDo?:[/b] Jump in the city of solitude he jumped from roof top to roof top with his cousins
Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs):In the city of solitude Darren was born and on that same day his grandfather passed. Darrens father was a small farmer but his grandfather was a KnightBlade. Dareens father wanting to keep him safe hid the blade and the note his father told him to give to the boy.Dareen grew up feeling oddly out of place he would see a thief steal an apple or a mugging in the back ally and a part of him would want to save the person,so Darren aspired to become a guard but the day he was to be aponited it all came unraveled the dragon attacked and burnt his fathers home down. Darren in the field at the time raced into the house to save his father only to find him impelled by a piece of wood his father seeing that he was dieing told Darrren to go to his wardrobe and pull the false bottom out. There Darren found his grandfathers old sword Redtome and his father proceeded to tell him of his grand father but before he could finish the house started to collapse in so his father wanting to save his son screamed for Darren to leave trying to push him out caused the log to finish him off.Darren confused and alone ran for the evacuation boat. Jumping on the bed and proceeding to cry he waited for the boat to go to his destination vowing to find a Night Blade and learn there ways....Fos roh Da sorry forgot
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IGN:darthmonkey1995
Age:16
Role-PlayExp.:Quite a lot
WhyUs:need a good server with non abusive admin
TimeYouCanDedicate:15
BriefDescription of Yourself:fun easy to get along with
ExplainRole-PlayInYourOwnWords:Acting out a fantasy character
WhatIsPowergamingandMetagaming?Explainin your own words:I my self in definition of power gaming can not go on a one man killing spree slaughtering millions with one stroke. meta gaming i am not the king im not a long lost prince and i certainly am not dragon born
IC
Name:DarrenNightkeeper
Race:Imperial
Gender:male
Age:23
Appearance:short black hair,tall,brown eyes,stocky build
Fears:spiders
Personality:Dry sence of humor not mean but dont like to be bothered im a loner traveling the lands hunting monsters like a nightblades supposed to do
Occupation:nightblade
Skills:[/left]
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Nickname(Optional):
[b]CanYourCharacterWield A Sword/Axe?:[/b]sword
[b]CanYouCharacterFarm?:[/b]His father was a farmer but all he can grow is wheat
[b]CanYourCharacterMine?:[/b]yes
[b]WhatOtherThingsCanYourCharacterDo?:[/b] Jump in the city of solitude he jumped from roof top to roof top with his cousins
Backstory(1-2[b]LONG[/b] paragraphs):In the city of solitude Darren was born and on that same day his grandfather passed. Darrens father was a small farmer but his grandfather was a KnightBlade. Dareens father wanting to keep him safe hid the blade and the note his father told him to give to the boy.Dareen grew up feeling oddly out of place he would see a thief steal an apple or a mugging in the back ally and a part of him would want to save the person,so Darren aspired to become a guard but the day he was to be aponited it all came unraveled the dragon attacked and burnt his fathers home down. Darren in the field at the time raced into the house to save his father only to find him impelled by a piece of wood his father seeing that he was dieing told Darrren to go to his wardrobe and pull the false bottom out. There Darren found his grandfathers old sword Redtome and his father proceeded to tell him of his grand father but before he could finish the house started to collapse in so his father wanting to save his son screamed for Darren to leave trying to push him out caused the log to finish him off.Darren confused and alone ran for the evacuation boat. Jumping on the bed and proceeding to cry he waited for the boat to go to his destination vowing to find a Night Blade and learn there ways....Fos roh Da sorry forgot