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    posted a message on The Realm of Saphriel | Serious Roleplay | Over 70 Plugins | Frequent Events | Medieval Fantasy | Great Staff | 1.12.1

    ----OOC Info----
    -Minecraft IGN: keene308

    -Skype name: I prefer discord if available. PM me if you need my skype.

    -Do you have any prior roleplay-related experience, if so could you give an example?
    I use to RP back in the days before I quit Minecraft to move on to other games. Now I am coming back, to retry RP again and this server looks interesting. I RP mainly in medieval servers which I think is pretty sweet imo.

    -Define Power-gaming in your own words:

    Power Gaming is like going over the limitations of the character, ignoring the RP process. Its something like powering up your character. Making him invincible, to avoid death. Or doing definitive actions to kill someone.

    An example is like

    *Cleave Steve head off*

    -Define Meta-gaming in your own words:

    Using OOC information for IC conversations. It can be considered as any form of information gathered using OOC methods, and using them ICly to gain an advantage. As example would be calling out a vampire in game, when you heard it over discord/skype.

    -Define Role-Playing in your own words:

    Role playing is like constantly acting in a particular fashion, such that the society regards the person’s behavior as regular in the particular context.

    ----IC Info----
    -Character name: Gwen McKenzie. Prefers the name Gwen.

    -Character race: Half-High Elf

    -Character gender: Female

    -Character age: 24

    -Character Occupation Trader by name, Thief by trade.

    -Character description Gwen is lean by nature, I guess it’s a trait from her parents. She stands at roughly 1.6meters, the average of a human height. Through her travels, the carries only a backpack filled with necessities, and a small dagger for ‘self protection’. She is tanned from the sun and does not wear any spectacles. Her eyes are blonde, which she got from her elven counterpart. Her hair is light brown, which she got from her human counterpart.

    -Character personality and traits

    Gwen is pretty, and she knows it. She generally prefers to drink, but she doesn’t like being seen doing it. Through her travels, people have told her that her tongue may even be sharper then her blade.

    Gwen also has an ear for gossip, though she does not indulge in them, she likes to listen. A keen ear as some might say. She is quick with her strikes and fast on her feet. Though easily overpowered, she is mostly able to run as fast as she strikes.

    Gwen prefers practically over theories. Meaning that she likes to practice with her dagger, rather then reading some book.


    -Character biography

    Gwen was born in a poor refugee camp known as silica. Though probably gone by now, she still remembered how her parents had abandoned her. Begging off the streets, with the certainty of death looming overhead, she had to kill at only the age of 10. She still remembers that it was a young boy who tried to steal her only meal for the next day. She remembered tripping the boy, and then strangling him. Though disgusted with herself, Gwen knew that she would have died if she didn’t act.

    The stories told of her were of her being a disgrace to the elven race. Elves would spit at her and would generally refer to her as a “mud-elf”. A term she quickly learned were used by elves to discriminate those who were of mix blood.

    She had her first stroke of luck at the age of 14. Whereby a young man took her under his wing. Life was going good for Gwen where she was taken as the child that the man never had. They studied together and the man even gave her a necklace. He told her that the necklace could perform feats of magic that she never really understood. Though weak in nature, the man would create fire from the tips of his fingers. Gwen could also see a faint light from the man's ring. Through the weeks, she learnt that, that glow of light was fire magic, amplified by the ring. The man taught Gwen the basics of fire magic and gave her a necklace. Gwen would then always treasure the necklace and use it to amplify her training in the art of fire. The use of magic would completely drain her. She was left tired, but satisfied from learning something new everyday.

    Life was good till something changed in the man. The man who took her under his wing, was reading a book. Which he then performed a specific ritual. The man’s hands became dark and soon after he became crazed and started to destroy his books. Though not knowing what to do, she had her first instinct to hide. Ultimately the man took his own life, for reasons unknown to Gwen.
    Gwen then knew… reality had returned. She could not go back to the streets after knowing what hardships there was to come. She decided to pack valuables such as food, water and gold. Though almost leaving the house, Gwen saw a dagger by the bed side and quickly took it. Besides, her bag was getting heavy and day light was running out. She quickly searched the house for the remainder of items and left.

    She went back to the streets, firstly trying to be a member of the guards, which was then rejected. Then taking on any job such as farming, mining and lumbering. As she became more and more desperate for money, she moved to underground jobs, such as theft and robbery.

    By the age of 20, while out hunting to gather some food, she noticed a ripple in the sky but didn’t think too much of it.

    As she walked back to camp, she noticed her encampment under attack. People were screaming, shouting, and death were everywhere. Goblins and orcs quickly took over the streets and the guards were swiftly wiped out.

    She ran from the camp of Silica. Not knowing where to go and what to do, she saw a band of survivors running from town and met up with them. They said they were heading for the last safe city known as Berkamsted.

    Together they travelled. Gwen talked to a few people where she figured she could start a new life there.

    Harnessing what they knew, the band travelled the lands with limited food and resources. Mostly relying on there knowledge on the general vicinity. With dwindling food and supplies, an internal civil conflict arose. Gwen didn’t want any part of it and decided to push on without the group.
    And so she travelled West. Alone and afraid. Towards the city of Berkamsted. She would start a new life and hopefully forget her past.

    For years she travelled the lands, hunting animals, picking berries and doing whatever needs to be done to survive. She ran from the demons and raiders. Passing by encampments to trade for food and supplies. She continues to make her way to Berkamsted knowing that she will be safe there.


    -Please give us a short RP response to these two scenarios. (At least one paragraph for each):

    You’re walking around the markets at around noon. There’s a lot of people around you, still gathering their items as they prepare to shut down their many stands. Suddenly you feel a gentle lifting of your coin purse as a child graces you and soon after they take off sprinting. You have been robbed.


    Gwen quickly turns in shock, which her shock quickly turned to anger. She gave chase to the unknown figure. Only seeing a glimpse of the pick-pocketer while weaving through the crowd. Finally, she had caught up to him. With a quick hand, she placed her right hand on the person’s right shoulder, and her left on the other. Her knee swiftly came up, which met with a soft spot.

    Crunch. Was the only sound ever heard.

    As the man fell in pain, never knowing what happened, Gwen quickly noticed that it was the wrong one. This was not the pick-pocketer.

    People around her were already starting to look. Surrounded by soon to be a crowd, she had to leave. Fast.

    Weaving through the crowd again, now a fair distance away, she could hear the place of incident starting to shout. People were looking for her. Her purse never found, but she found satisfaction in breaking nuts.

    You’re heading back to the city through the woods when you hear a whining coming from nearby. Upon further investigation you come across a grey-coloured wolf that appears to have its leg caught in a bear trap. Around it is three smaller lumps of fur, obviously puppies belonging to the trapped mother. Without help, they’ll all die, but wolf skins are quite valuable too, not to mention that the nearby farms suffer quite a bit from the wolf population.


    Gwen slowly walks up to the scared wolf. The wolf whimpers, but growls back in defense.

    Gwen raises her hands to show no signs of attack. She then points to the bear trap, which the wolf somehow understood and calmed down.

    Slowly, but surely she moved closer and closer to the bear trap.

    Now next to the wolf, she kneels down and looks at the trap. Her left arm slowly sliding to her knife.

    With a quick strike, she slashes upwards at the wolf, cutting the wolf’s neck.

    The wolf quickly died, but she was already covered in blood.

    The pups were obviously scared. They cowered in fear next to their now, already dead mother.

    Gwen slowly rose from her kneeling position to a standing position, and look at the 3 clumps of fur.

    Cute little creatures. She thought. Maybe Ill even keep one for myself.

    Grabbing the 3 defenseless pups and stuffing them in her backpack, she move to skin the mother wolf. She could sell the wolf pelt for gold, and maybe even cook the meat at her next meal.

    Self sustainability is worth more then another mouth to feed.

    Once done with the mother wolf, she grabbed her backpack with the 3 pups still inside, and started heading to town.

    Extra notes: I got no extra notes. Ill need to build this character up more in the RP world.

    Only fill out below if you want your character to have magic capabilities. If you don't fill this out, then your character will be incapable of performing any form of magic. Note that it will take significant in character practice and experience to become any form of proficient in magic.
    (We only accept high quality magic applications!)
    _______________________________________________________________________

    -Magic Biography; Explain the reason you want your character to have magic through backstory application:

    Gwen should be able to use magic due to her hardships in life. She had also met a young man who took her in, and he tempered with magic. Though their drives are not the same, she learnt there and then, that magic existed. She performed fire magic. Though still weak and not even feasible, her time at the man house have proven that magic existed. She also knew that there are other forms of magic which could… and would make her stronger.

    Gwen strives to learn forms of magic that will help her live comfortably, get rich and ultimately abuse other people.

    OOC: I want to use magic as it provides a very unique role playing experience. It opens up pathways to roleplay and I think I am able to use even the weakest of magic to open new pathways of interaction.

    -Please give an example in your own words describing the limitations placed upon those who use magic

    The limitations of magic is that it requires a great amount of stamina, endurance and concentration. With this great strain, it means that the character would have to constantly practice magic. If magic is used too often, the character may pass out or even die.

    Another limitation of magic is that the artifact is always required to be present with the use of magic. Magic cannot be poofed out of thin air, without the artifact.

    Without proper training of magic, any magic done without proper supervision and training could cause the user to go crazy or die. Too much magic flowing within a weak artifact could cause the artifact to be broken and the user would not be able to use magic till the user gains another artifact.

    Magic also shouldn’t be absurd such as.

    I learnt dark magic today. I summon demon. Demon kills everyone.

    I think that covers my opinion of the limitations of magic.

    -Please give a description of the magic system in your own words:
    Magic is generally used and formed through artifacts that the wielder carries. The magical power depends on the artifact itself and not the person. No one should be able to just learn to use magic. Magic should be gifted upon birth. Knowingly or unknowingly (like in my characters case).

    Magic also requires a lot of time to use and a longer time to master, even the basic of spells.


    The user would send magic flowing into the artifact, which cause the use of the artifact. There are currently multiple types of magic known in Saphriel, and multiple artifacts with its own magic type.

    -You are given a weak trinket of Fire, you haven't had much practice with magic yet, but you will try your best. Describe some things you could/would do with this trinket:


    For one it’s a basic trinket. It would have its own limitations. For one, my character only has a few weeks of magical experience. So the basis of the spell would only be able to make small embers that would only last a few seconds. My character wouldnt be able to do any other forms of magic until she finds a tutor. My character also could probably use the ember to light a camp fire, or a torch, but could only do it once a day.

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    posted a message on The Realm of Saphriel | Serious Roleplay | Over 70 Plugins | Frequent Events | Medieval Fantasy | Great Staff | 1.12.1

    ----OOC Info----
    -Minecraft IGN: keene308

    -Skype name: I prefer discord if available. PM me if you need my skype.

    -Do you have any prior roleplay-related experience, if so could you give an example?
    I use to RP back in the days before I quit Minecraft to move on to other games. Now I am coming back, to retry RP again and this server looks interesting. I RP mainly in medieval servers which I think is pretty sweet imo.

    -Define Power-gaming in your own words:
    A style of interaction which ignores considerations such as storytelling, atmosphere and RP, for a single and specific aim of maximizing progression towards a specific goal.
    -Define Meta-gaming in your own words:

    Basically the style of interaction which transcends over server rules, or by using methods that goes beyond the limits of the RP set environment.

    -Define Role-Playing in your own words:

    Role playing is like constantly acting in a particular fashion, such that the society regards the person’s behavior as regular in the particular context.

    ----IC Info----
    -Character name: Gwen McKenzie. Prefers the name Gwen.

    -Character race: Human


    -Character gender: Female


    -Character age: 23

    -Character Occupation Thief.

    -Character description Gwen is lean by nature, I guess it’s a trait from her parents. She stands at roughly 1.6meters, the average of a human height. Through her travels, the carries only a backpack filled with necessities, and a small dagger for ‘self protection’. She is tanned from the sun and does not wear any spectacles. Her eyes are brown, which is common from where she came from. Her hair is light brown, as with most human females.

    She wears decent clothes that she bought (told in the biography), but she is pretty by nature. I guess charms have their ways.

    -Character personality and traits

    Gwen is pretty, and she knows it. She prefer the nonsexual methods to get what she wants. Which includes killing and robbing. She generally prefers to drink, but she doesn’t like being seen doing it. Through her travels, people have told her that her tongue may even be sharper then her blade.

    Gwen also has an ear for gossip, though she does not indulge in them, she likes to listen. A keen ear as some might say. She is quick with her strikes and fast on her feet. Though easily overpowered, she is mostly able to run as fast as she strikes.

    Camouflage isn’t her best trait as she is not sneaky and may be more clumsy then careful. And finally, Gwen prefers practically over theories. Meaning that she likes to practice with her dagger, rather then reading some book.

    -Character biography

    Gwen was born in a poor town known as silica. Though probably gone by now, she still remembered how her parents had abandoned her. Begging off the streets, with the certainty of death looming overhead, she had to kill at only the age of 10. She still remembers that it was a young boy who tried to steal her only meal for the next day. She remembered tripping the boy, and then strangling him. Though disgusted with herself, Gwen knew that she would have died if she didn’t act.

    She had her first stroke of luck at the age of 14. Whereby a young man took her under his wing. Life was going good for Gwen where she was taken as the child that the man never had. They studied together and the man even gave her a necklace. He told her that the necklace could perform feats of magic that she never really understood. Though weak in nature, the man would create fire from the tips of his fingers. Gwen could also see a faint light from the man's ring. Through the year, she learnt that, that glow of light was fire magic, amplified by the ring. The man taught Gwen the basics of fire magic and gave her a necklace. Gwen would then always treasure the necklace and use it to amplify her training in the art of fire. The use of magic would completely drain her. She was left tired, but satisfied from learning something new everyday.

    Life was good till something changed in the man. The man who took her under his wing, was reading a book. Which he then performed a specific ritual. The man’s hands became dark and soon after he became crazed and started to destroy his library. Though not knowing what to do, she had her first instinct to hide. Ultimately the man took his own life, for reasons unknown to Gwen.
    Gwen then knew… reality had returned. She could not go back to the streets after knowing what hardships there was to come. She decided to pack valuables such as food, water and gold. Though almost leaving the house, Gwen saw a dagger by the bed side and quickly took it. Besides, her bag was getting heavy and day light was running out. She quickly searched the house for the remainder of items and left.

    She exited the town of Silica. Not knowing where to go and what to do, her life quickly spiraled out of control. She returned back to Silica and had come to a point at only the age of 16 to start selling her own body for gold.

    Through the years, Gwen had heard of stories of a promised land named Saphriel. People were talking about moving there, but she never found out the reason why. With little to go on and too much at risk, Gwen decided to stay in Silica for a while longer.

    Gwen didn’t sell her body for long, she stopped at the age of 18, where she had enough of street prostitution. She finally turned to theft. In this town of Silica, only the rich has a say. Or so it has been told. Gwen robbed, raped and killed till she became scared to show her face in the day. Roaming the town streets at night, she crept into people’s houses and stole from them.

    By the age of 20, Gwen was finally caught and put behind bars for life. Her belongings, taken from her. Her clothes stripped. Gwen had been abused multiple times. So many times in fact, that she had lost the will to live.

    Then one day, at the age of 22, she finally had the liking of a guard, which she used to sneak her out, on the promise of “a life together”. Once out of that cell, the guard could only give her, her dagger her necklace and her backpack and they left the prison together. Once into town, Gwen quickly bought some clothes using the guards pay, and set out into the wilderness.

    They planned to settle somewhere far away. Then she remembered. Saphriel. A place so unknown to her that she may even be able to start afresh. She got the coordinates from her ‘mate’ and then at night, she killed him in his sleep. With no words of goodbye or sorrow, Gwen felt like a *****. But she didn’t care, she would not see him ever again. She could neither afford another person’s rations, nor leave a trail for the guards to follow.

    And so she went. Wondering the night with only a map in hand, and a backpack full of necessities.

    To Saphriel.

    -Please give us a short RP response to these two scenarios. (At least one paragraph for each):

    You’re walking around the markets at around noon. There’s a lot of people around you, still gathering their items as they prepare to shut down their many stands. Suddenly you feel a gentle lifting of your coin purse as a child graces you and soon after they take off sprinting. You have been robbed.


    Gwen quickly turns in shock, which her shock quickly turned to anger. She gave chase to the unknown figure. Only seeing a glimpse of the pick-pocketer while weaving through the crowd. Finally, she had caught up to him. With a quick hand, she placed her right hand on the person’s right shoulder, and her left on the other. Her knee swiftly came up, which met with a soft spot.

    Crunch. Was the only sound ever heard.

    As the man fell in pain, never knowing what happened, Gwen quickly noticed that it was the wrong one. This was not the pick-pocketer.

    People around her were already starting to look. Surrounded by soon to be a crowd, she had to leave. Fast.

    Weaving through the crowd again, now a fair distance away, she could hear the place of incident starting to shout. People were looking for her. Her purse never found, but she found satisfaction in breaking nuts.

    You’re heading back to the city through the woods when you hear a whining coming from nearby. Upon further investigation you come across a grey-coloured wolf that appears to have its leg caught in a bear trap. Around it is three smaller lumps of fur, obviously puppies belonging to the trapped mother. Without help, they’ll all die, but wolf skins are quite valuable too, not to mention that the nearby farms suffer quite a bit from the wolf population.


    Gwen slowly walks up to the scared wolf. The wolf whimpers, but growls back in defense.

    Gwen raises her hands to show no signs of attack. She then points to the bear trap, which the wolf somehow understood and calmed down.

    Slowly, but surely she moved closer and closer to the bear trap.

    Now next to the wolf, she kneels down and looks at the trap. Her left arm slowly sliding to her knife.

    With a quick strike, she slashes upwards at the wolf, cutting the wolf’s neck.

    The wolf quickly died, but she was already covered in blood.

    The pups were obviously scared. They cowered in fear next to their now, already dead mother.

    Gwen slowly rose from her kneeling position to a standing position, and look at the 3 clumps of fur.

    Cute little creatures. She thought. Maybe Ill even keep one for myself.

    Grabbing the 3 defenseless pups and stuffing them in her backpack, she move to skin the mother wolf. She could sell the wolf pelt for gold, and maybe even cook the meat at her next meal.

    Self sustainability is worth more then another mouth to feed.

    Once done with the mother wolf, she grabbed her backpack with the 3 pups still inside, and started heading to town.

    Extra notes: I got no extra notes. Ill need to build this character up more in the RP world.

    Only fill out below if you want your character to have magic capabilities. If you don't fill this out, then your character will be incapable of performing any form of magic. Note that it will take significant in character practice and experience to become any form of proficient in magic.
    (We only accept high quality magic applications!)
    _______________________________________________________________________

    -Magic Biography; Explain the reason you want your character to have magic through backstory application:

    Gwen should be able to use magic due to her hardships in life. She had also met a young man who took her in, and he tempered with magic. Though their drives are not the same, she learnt there and then, that magic existed. Her drive, power and gold. She performed fire magic. Though still weak and not even feasible, her year at the man house have proven that magic existed. She also knew that there are other forms of magic which could… and would make her stronger.

    Gwen strives to learn forms of magic that will help her live comfortably, get rich and ultimately abuse other people.

    OOC: I want to use magic as it provides a very unique role playing experience. It opens up pathways to roleplay and I think I am able to use even the weakest of magic to open new pathways of interaction.

    -Please give an example in your own words describing the limitations placed upon those who use magic

    The limitations of magic is that it requires a great amount of stamina, endurance and concentration. With this great strain, it means that the character would have to constantly practice magic. If magic is used too often, the character may pass out or even die.

    Another limitation of magic is that the artifact is always required to be present with the use of magic. Magic cannot be poofed out of thin air, without the artifact.

    Without proper training of magic, any magic done without proper supervision and training could cause the user to go crazy or die. Too much magic flowing within a weak artifact could cause the artifact to be broken and the user would not be able to use magic till the user gains another artifact.

    Magic also shouldn’t be absurd such as.

    I learnt dark magic today. I summon demon. Demon kills everyone.

    I think that covers my opinion of the limitations of magic.

    -Please give a description of the magic system in your own words:
    Magic is generally used and formed through artifacts that the wielder carries. The magical power depends on the artifact itself and not the person. No one should be able to just learn to use magic. Magic should be gifted upon birth. Knowingly or unknowingly (like in my characters case).

    Magic also requires a lot of time to use and a longer time to master, even the basic of spells.


    The user would send magic flowing into the artifact, which cause the use of the artifact. There are currently multiple types of magic known in Saphriel, and multiple artifacts with its own magic type.

    -You are given a weak trinket of Fire, you haven't had much practice with magic yet, but you will try your best. Describe some things you could/would do with this trinket:


    For one it’s a basic trinket. It would have its own limitations. For one, my character only has a year of magical experience. So the basis of the spell would only be able to make small embers that would only last a few seconds. My character wouldnt be able to do any other forms of magic until she finds a tutor. My character also could probably use the ember to light a camp fire, or a torch, but could only do it once a day.

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    posted a message on [Modded][Role-Play][Whitelisted] World of Canaleth RP

    Alright, i apologize for the name. I wrote this thing at 6AM @[email protected]

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    posted a message on [Modded][Role-Play][Whitelisted] World of Canaleth RP

    Out Of Character Stuff:


    Minecraft Username - keene308


    Age - 21


    Why are you interested? - I use to RP in a medieval RP before I quit minecraft to go on and play CSGO and Blade and soul. Now that I think that phase is over, Id like to retry minecraft again.


    In Character Stuff:


    Name

    Magnum "Purity" Blitz.


    Gender

    Male


    Age

    26


    Description

    A tall and lean male. Standing at around 1.75 meters. He wears a black shirt below his worn metal armor. He is tanned from the sun and slightly bulky around the arms from carrying a sword. He is slightly depressed when alone, and generally keeps to himself. He find amusement in the pain of others and generally prefers to drink then sleep.


    Profession

    Guard turned Mercenary.


    History

    Born in the lands of espionage, Magnum had heard stories of a mad god, and heroes rising up to defend against him. He had always wanted to be one of those heroes, told in stories across the lands. Hence, he joined up to be a member of the guard of his town at the age of 16.

    Though receiving a lot of despise and hate for being so young and foolish, he had trained day and night to be a good swordsman. He even met a women who would later become his wife at the age of 20. As his life as a married man started settling in, his dream got further and his story got duller.

    Fast forward three years into his life, while on patrol by the gate. Magnum saw his wife walked up to the gate of the town. From the top, he yelled at her and she looked up. He waves and ran down as quick as he could to greet her. Once down, they shared a conversation and then a kiss. Magnum then went back to his post and his wife, off to the next town for a trade of supplies.

    A few days later, while at home resting, Magnum heard someone knocking on his door. Quick to answer, he opened, expecting his wife. Instead he was greeted by a hooded man. He only said one sentence which tore magnum apart. “Your wife was found dead, naked and mutilated by the side of the road between espionage and the next town.”

    Magnum broke down in tears while the hooded man took his leave. On that night itself, Magnum swore to find his wife’s killer, or would die trying. He drank his sorrows away, and even thought about suicide. A week from then, he was kicked from the guard for drinking while on shift and being arrogant.
    On one night, he had received word that the killer of his wife was found drinking in his local town inn. With no hesitation, he picked up his sword and walked towards the inn. On his way there, many people were staring at him. Some even called the guard, but he knew that his wife killers would already be dead before the guards come. As he barged into the inn with sword in hand, people turned to look at him. He quickly noticed four people seating together on one table, unfamiliar to the rest of the people in the inn. With no remorse, and no hesitation, he swiftly brought his sword down onto the first unsuspecting person, which cleaved his head clean off. Already filled with rage and anger, he brought the sword back up which sliced the second person, who was still in shock, through his chest. Blood spilled everywhere, covering the table, floor and magnum in his blood. Magnum took the chance to quickly throw the sword at the third person who was the first to reach to his weapon. With the sword stuck between the third murderer’s chest, Magnum rushed to push the sword deeper within him, piercing him and killing him.

    The fourth and final murderer was no easy feat. While the first three was killed within shock, the fourth had already recovered. He drew his dagger and quickly charged towards Magnum. With Magnum sword still stuck within the third guy’s chest, he had to quickly raise his hands to block the incoming dagger. They both fell to the floor with the murderer on top of Magnum.

    With the Dagger within inches from his chest, Magnum had to think quickly. Magnum decided to take a roll on the dice as he and the murderer rolled on the ground. With Magnum on top, he quickly hit the dagger away, and started to brutally punch the murderer over and over again. Even when the murderer was dead, Magnum continued to punch. He punched till his hands bled and the floor of the inn was stained in a large pool of brain and blood. That’s when the guards charged in. Weapons drawn and at the ready. However, they just stood there while Magnum was still punching. It took awhile before the guards snapped out of their initial shock and went forward to restrain Magnum. While initially resisting, Magnum finally succumb to exhaustion and gave in. He was hauled to a jail cell for the charge of murder and brutality.

    Only after serving his sentence for a year had he been finally released for his reasons were justified.

    As he returned home, he thought about what he wanted to do with his life. With no job and no comfort at home, Magnum packed his things and decided to leave his town for good. He knew that there was a town named ‘Cadaleth’ who could be a fresh new start to his already tainted life. He packed and he moved on, never looking back. Stopping only to refresh the image of the murderer who pleaded for his life, while getting his face smashed into.

    Items and Gear

    He carries the wedding ring of his marriage on his left ring finger, to remind him of his original home. He wears a black shirt underneath the already worn guard armor.

    He carries his backpack which consisted of his sleeping bag, flint & tinder, food, gold and map.

    Lodged to his side is his trusty sword.


    Weapons

    Magnum owns a standard guard sword. It is not sturdy in any way, but it serves its purpose for now. The sword is made from metal and is fairly standard all around. It is a broad sword and it uses two hands to wield. The sword is slow in attack, but packs a heavy punch.

    Through his travels, Magnum has acquired a small hunting knife, in which he uses to skin animals.


    Positive Traits

    Being a guard is tough, you need to start early and end late at night. It requires determination. Magnum has also always been the one to seek knowledge. He is fairly skilled at holding his liquor, and is considered loyal by his guard mates. Magnum is agile, but not fast. He moves quick with his feet, but not with his hands.



    Negative Traits

    With the loss of his wife, Magnum has lost all sense of remorse. He can be dangerous if left alone with alcohol and a weapon. Magnum is also seeking anything to make him stronger, in the name of power. Magnum has a sharp tongue which he will use if it is the truth. He doesn’t talk much nor does he like to gossip. Magnum also goes by a saying “Its not dead if its head is still attached to it.”

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    posted a message on (CLOSED) AKAVIR: The Elder Scrolls Minecraft ✧✧ {24/7}{Serious RolePlay}{MMORPG}{Nations}{Dungeons}{Player-Economy}{Land Ownersh
    Dont forget to post on Akavir Enjin website as well.
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    O_o That is one disturbing application, Accepted! I can not wait to RP with this character!



    haha I cannot wait to RP with you as well.
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    posted a message on (CLOSED) AKAVIR: The Elder Scrolls Minecraft ✧✧ {24/7}{Serious RolePlay}{MMORPG}{Nations}{Dungeons}{Player-Economy}{Land Ownersh
    OOC:
    IGN: keene308
    Age: 17 turning 18
    Why us?: Because Elder scrolls online is coming out soon, and what better way to prepare for that then to join a elder scrolls server. Also, the previous RP server I was on got shut down... and the one before that. SO! I am left without a RP server to settle into.
    Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Not yet, but I will do it once I finish this app.
    Define Role-Playing in your words: Role playing is when you pretend your the character you create. You have to talk, walk and do things the way he would if he was real.
    Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta gaming is using OOC knowledge to the advantage of the character. Such as using OOC knowledge to apply to the IC world. This is metagaming.
    Define Power-gaming in your words: Being overly powerful or commiting unrealistic acts in-game. Killing or controlling other players without them acting it out.
    IC:
    Name: Sappherious Sarumon
    Nickname: Sapphire
    Age:21 (Not too sure of the Altmer life span, so I based it on the life span of a human. Sorry for this inaccuracy.)
    Gender: Female
    Race: Altmer (High Elves)
    Appearance: Blond hair, with a small but cute face. Has an appearance of an innocent girl. Skinny and light weight. Standing at 155cm tall, Sappherious is not the tallest women alive. Nor the shortest.
    Personality: Likes to stay out of fights. If she ever gets into one, she rather to use a bow and arrow instead of a sword This does not mean that Sappherious is not good with her sword skills. In fact, her sword skills are better then her bow and arrows skills. Its just that her bow and arrow skills are pretty bad and need training. Sappherious likes to hoard valuables. So her house will be full of it.
    In-game RP Fight example:
    *In the local tavern as Sappheiros was drinking her Ale. A hooded man walks up and sit opposite of Sappheiros.*
    Sappheiros: Have you come looking for work? I have got none for ya.
    Hooded man: Nay, Actually I have come in need of your services.
    Sappheiros: Really now? What would you need done?
    *Over the course of an hour, Sappheiros and the hooded man discussed the business of an assassination*
    Sappheiros: Consider it done.
    Hooded man: I knew I could count on you. You will receive the other half when the deed is done.
    Sappheiros: Fine by me.

    *It was morning and Sappheiros was at the location where the Dunmer was said to arrive. Looking side to side, Sappheiros could not locate a silver wearing armor Dunmer anywhere along the outskirts of the town. As the hours pass, the finally saw the Dunmer and move to make a confrontation.*

    Dunmer: So, another assassinatiion huh? Well, come then. We are ready.
    Sappheiros: We?

    *The Dunmer signals by unsheathing his scimitar. A group Khajiit then appeared out of the trees, sprinting at Sappheiros, weapons at the ready.*

    Dunmer: These men are loyal to me. They rather die then to live with the guilt of not serving me.

    *Noticing that she does not stand a chance, Sappheiros decides to run away. The men wanted to chase Sappheiros but was stopped by the Dunmer*

    Dunmer: Let her go. She is useless.

    *Sappheiros ran out of the Dunmer's view point.Still on the outskirts of town with alittle way before the Dunmer reaches town, she decides to set an ambush, waiting for the Dunmer. She hid into a bush to await the unsuspecting Dunmer.*


    * Minutes seems like hours as the anticipation builds. Sappheiros waited and waited but the Dunmer never showed. Lurking thoughts started to fill the head of Sappheiros. And just as she was about to call this mission off, she heard footsteps. She peaked out of the bush and saw the silver wearing armor Dunmer.*

    *She smiles in eagerness. As the Dunmer walks past her, she tightens her grip around her dagger and lunge out of the bush. Dagger at the ready, she aims for the Dunmer's neck. The Dunmer heard the rustle and quickly unsheath his scimitar and got into a battle ready stance. The Dunmer only manage to get a glimpse of Sappheiros's dagger as it sunk into his chest. The dagger had missed its mark.*

    Dunmer: You are good, but not good enough.

    *With a cleaving action of his scimitar, Sappheiros quickly dodge backwards to avoid the fatal blow. The Dunmer was puffing air out of his lungs like he just ran a marathon, as blood spilled down from his chest. The Dunmer was losing his strength and plunged down to 1 knee. He raise a hand to signal for his group of Khajiits to help him, but none showed. Sappheiros grabs her bow from her back and lodge an arrow into it. As she pull the string back and aimed it at the Dunmer's head, the Dunmer said*

    Dunmer: Wait... I can... I can pay more... Let me live...

    *Without saying a word, Sappheiros shoots the arrow and watched as the Dunmer's body fell lifelessly onto the ground. Sappheiros then kneels beside the body to take whatever the Dunmer had and a memento to say that she has done her job.*

    *The men that the Dunmer said were loyal then appeared out of the tree lines. They had a grin expression of their faces.*

    Sappheiros: I only needed the dark elf, you are free to go.
    Khajiit group leader: We cannot thank you enough. We thought you did not stand a chance. But when we saw you sink that dagger, we saw our freedom.
    Sappheiros: Good. Now go and resettle, then arm yourself. The Dunmers will wonder where their so called warrior went. They will most likely send forces after you. So be careful.
    Khajiit group leader: Alright. Take care then.
    Sappheiros: Yes.

    *As the Khajiits left, Sappheiros then returned to the tavern and sat for a drink, awaiting for the time when the hooded man would arrive.

    :P

    Sappheiros was born in a wasteland of Marrowind. A broken city waiting to crumble down as violence and corruption reigns. Sappheiros never knew her parents, nor the backstory of her parents. Somehow they disappeared as soon as she was born, and no one knew anything about them. Adopted and raised into salvery at birth, she was fed and put to work at the local mill. Cutting trees down then sawing them into planks was work for Sappheiros for the next 15 years of her life.
    Never knowing a future outside of these farms, Sappheiros made no friends. She was always alone. Luckily for her, the people that adopted her was a male and female Dunmer. However, the man of the family always had an interest in her. Whenever his wife was not around he would always try to make his move on her.
    Today however, was Sappheiros's 18 birthday. Normally they would not celebrate it, but this year was different. A gathering was held in Sappheiros's name to congratulate her. Before the event started Sappheiros had work to do. Today, was the day she sharpened her axe. As she sharpened her axe in the tool shed, the wife of the house quickly asked Sappheiros to hurry up as the event was starting. So Sappheiros hurried and left the axe on the table. The event lasted for a good 3 hours, and after the people left and the wife fell asleep, the man of the house invited Sappheiros into the shed. "It was time." He said.
    Knowing what was about to come, Sappheiros prepared herself. She had always waited for this chance, and now the chance finally came. Quickly led to the tool shed by the back, Sappheiros could feel the urge of the man. As the man shuts the door behind them, he quickly undressed then led Sappheiros to undress herself. Taking her own time, Sappheiros slowly undressed. However the man did not wait and pulled Sappheiros clothes off of her.
    Then the man put a hand onto Sappheiros's shoulder and Sappheiros slowly stroked the man's face with her left hand. Before the man could make the next move, Sappheiros shoved the man back onto the door he just shut, with a dark grin, Sappheiros grabbed her axe from the table and with one hefty cleave, chopped the man's head right off. Blood spewed everywhere and covered the scene with red and dark blood.
    Sappheiros grabbed her blood stained clothes and wore them. She then proceeded to carry the head of the man into the house where he lived. "No survivors" She would mumble as she threw the head of the husband at the wife and hearing her scream in terror. Sappheiros then silenced the women by breaking her neck with her axe.
    As the turned to leave, she saw the childrens of the family by the door. They were sobbing and their eyes were red. As she approached them, they were frozen with fear, unable to defend themselves, Sappheiros calmed them by singing alittle melody and leading them to the roof top. Her song was not a song of love, or passion. It was a song of suffering. The days when the children's parents set her to work and gave her little to no money to buy food. The days when she would have to starve herself just because one of the owners were angry. Or the days when the owners would torture her for the fun of seeing her in pain. Sappheiros learnt that there is no place for mercy. Feeling the hatred of the owners boiling up, she didn't want the children to live. "No mercy." She would repeat herself as she threw the kids off the building and watch them pummel to their death. Their cries and sobs was put to a rest as their skulls cracked on the stone floor beneath them.
    She got changed into the clothes the lady would always wear, taking whatever clothes she fancied and whatever gold she could find. She then proceeded to equip herself with some armor from the house and walked out. Almost forgetting something, Sappheiros took a wooden unlit torch from the master's bedroom and lit it with one of the lights. As the walked out she threw the torch onto the front of the house.
    She, however, did not have time to watch the house burn as the day was fast approaching. She ran off with whatever she had to a new town. A town where she would start life, anew.
    Now, wandering from place to place, town to town within Marrowind, she hones in on her skills with the axe with laborious jobs. As the months pass, she moved from a simple farmer to being an apprentice of the blacksmith. There she learnt to forge swords, then use them.
    However, that did not last long. The city was soon attacked by the Argonian and Sappheiros was carried over to Black Marsh as a captive of war. However, the Argonians did not put Sappheiros in the same cage as the Dunmers, they put her in a cell of her own. After a few days of discussing the fate of Sappheiros, the Argonians decided to let her go as a free women. Sappheiros had a better plan. She wanted to enlist in the Argonian army, where she could gain new skills. The Argonians put Sappheiros into the ranks of archery as her skills with the bow were naturally better then normal Argonians.
    After months of training, Sappheiros had honed her archery skills and decided to leave the military in search of a better, less tedious life. Travelling from town to town, she would often visiting the local tavern and hear rumors and stories of the 9 divines. However, she heard continent outside of the black marsh.
    "Akavir..." The continent where life could begin anew. She quickly found information from the local guards and spent every last gold and sold her weapons to get herself a horse. With just enough food to last a few days she quickly stride off to make her way and start a new life.

    Skooma kills!

    Ok. So I have changed things in here and should satisfy the denials.
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    posted a message on (CLOSED) AKAVIR: The Elder Scrolls Minecraft ✧✧ {24/7}{Serious RolePlay}{MMORPG}{Nations}{Dungeons}{Player-Economy}{Land Ownersh
    OOC:
    IGN: keene308
    Age: 17 turning 18
    Why us?: Because Elder scrolls online is coming out soon, and what better way to prepare for that then to join a elder scrolls server. Also, the previous RP server I was on got shut down... and the one before that. SO! I am left without a RP server to settle into.
    Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: Not yet, but I will do it once I finish this app.
    Define Role-Playing in your words: Role playing is when you pretend your the character you create. You have to talk, walk and do things the way he would if he was real.
    Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta gaming is using OOC knowledge to the advantage of the character. Such as using OOC knowledge to apply to the IC world. This is metagaming.
    Define Power-gaming in your words: Powergaming is amplifying the character till a godlike status. This is like being stabbed by a dagger or two and still standing. Or amplify it further such as being shot by 10 archers in the front lines of war and still being able to slay 10 other soldiers.

    IC:
    Name: Sappherious Sarumon
    Nickname: Sapphire
    Age:21 (Not too sure of the Altmer life span, so I based it on the life span of a human. Sorry for this inaccuracy.)
    Gender: Female
    Race: Altmer (High Elves)
    Appearance: Blond hair, with a small but cute face. Has an appearance of an innocent girl. Skinny and light weight. Standing at 155cm tall, Sappherious is not the tallest women alive. Nor the shortest.
    Personality: Likes to stay out of fights. If she ever gets into one, she rather to use a bow and arrow instead of a sword. This does not mean that Sappherious is not good with her sword skills. In fact, her sword skills are better then her bow and arrows skills. Its just that her bow and arrow skills are pretty bad and need training. Sappherious likes to hoard valuables. So her house will be full of it.
    In-game RP Fight example:
    *In the local tavern as Sappheiros was drinking her Ale. A hooded man walks up and sit opposite of Sappheiros.*
    Sappheiros: Have you come looking for work? I have got none for ya.
    Hooded man: Nay, Actually I have come in need of your services.
    Sappheiros: Really now? What would you need done?
    *Over the course of an hour, Sappheiros and the hooded man discussed the business of an assassination*
    Sappheiros: Consider it done.
    Hooded man: I knew I could count on you. You will receive the other half when the deed is done.
    Sappheiros: Fine by me.

    *It was morning and Sappheiros was at the location where the Dunmer was said to arrive. Looking side to side, Sappheiros could not locate a silver wearing armor Dunmer anywhere along the outskirts of the town. As the hours pass, the finally saw the Dunmer and move to make a confrontation.*

    Dunmer: So, another assassinatiion huh? Well, come then. We are ready.
    Sappheiros: We?

    *The Dunmer signals by unsheathing his scimitar. A group Khajiit then appeared out of the trees, sprinting at Sappheiros, weapons at the ready.*

    Dunmer: These men are loyal to me. They rather die then to live with the guilt of not serving me.

    *Noticing that she does not stand a chance, Sappheiros decides to run away. The men wanted to chase Sappheiros but was stopped by the Dunmer*

    Dunmer: Let her go. She is useless.

    *Sappheiros ran out of the Dunmer's view point.Still on the outskirts of town with alittle way before the Dunmer reaches town, she decides to set an ambush, waiting for the Dunmer. She hid into a bush to await the unsuspecting Dunmer.*


    * Minutes seems like hours as the anticipation builds. Sappheiros waited and waited but the Dunmer never showed. Lurking thoughts started to fill the head of Sappheiros. And just as she was about to call this mission off, she heard footsteps. She peaked out of the bush and saw the silver wearing armor Dunmer.*

    *She smiles in eagerness. As the Dunmer walks past her, she tightens her grip around her dagger and lunge out of the bush. Dagger at the ready, she aims for the Dunmer's neck. The Dunmer heard the rustle and quickly unsheath his scimitar and got into a battle ready stance. The Dunmer only manage to get a glimpse of Sappheiros's dagger as it sunk into his chest. The dagger had missed its mark.*

    Dunmer: You are good, but not good enough.

    *With a cleaving action of his scimitar, Sappheiros quickly dodge backwards to avoid the fatal blow. The Dunmer was puffing air out of his lungs like he just ran a marathon, as blood spilled down from his chest. The Dunmer was losing his strength and plunged down to 1 knee. He raise a hand to signal for his group of Khajiits to help him, but none showed. Sappheiros grabs her bow from her back and lodge an arrow into it. As she pull the string back and aimed it at the Dunmer's head, the Dunmer said*

    Dunmer: Wait... I can... I can pay more... Let me live...

    *Without saying a word, Sappheiros shoots the arrow and watched as the Dunmer's body fell lifelessly onto the ground. Sappheiros then kneels beside the body to take whatever the Dunmer had and a memento to say that she has done her job.*

    *The men that the Dunmer said were loyal then appeared out of the tree lines. They had a grin expression of their faces.*

    Sappheiros: I only needed the dark elf, you are free to go.
    Khajiit group leader: We cannot thank you enough. We thought you did not stand a chance. But when we saw you sink that dagger, we saw our freedom.
    Sappheiros: Good. Now go and resettle, then arm yourself. The Dunmers will wonder where their so called warrior went. They will most likely send forces after you. So be careful.
    Khajiit group leader: Alright. Take care then.
    Sappheiros: Yes.

    *As the Khajiits left, Sappheiros then returned to the tavern and sat for a drink, awaiting for the time when the hooded man would arrive.

    Background: (Might have some r18 things in it :P )

    Sappheiros was born in a wasteland of Blackmarsh. A broken city waiting to crumble down as violence and corruption reigns. Sappheiros never knew her parents, nor the backstory of her parents. Somehow they disappeared as soon as she was born, and no one knew anything about them. Adopted by the locals at birth, she was fed and put to work at the local mill. Cutting trees down then sawing them into planks was work for Sappheiros for the next 15 years of her life.
    Never knowing a future outside of these farms, Sappheiros made no friends. She was always alone. Luckily for her, the people that adopted her was a male and female Dunmer. However, the man of the family always had an interest in her. Whenever his wife was not around he would always try to make his move on her.
    Today however, was Sappheiros's 18 birthday. Normally they would not celebrate it, but this year was different. A gathering was held in Sappheiros's name to congratulate her. Before the event started Sappheiros had work to do. Today, was the day she sharpened her axe. As she sharpened her axe in the tool shed, the wife of the house quickly asked Sappheiros to hurry up as the event was starting. So Sappheiros hurried and left the axe on the table. The event lasted for a good 3 hours, and after the people left and the wife fell asleep, the man of the house invited Sappheiros into the shed. "It was time." He said.
    Knowing what was about to come, Sappheiros prepared herself. She had always waited for this chance, and now the chance finally came. Quickly led to the tool shed by the back, Sappheiros could feel the urge of the man. As the man shuts the door behind them, he quickly undressed then led Sappheiros to undress herself. Taking her own time, Sappheiros slowly undressed. However the man did not wait and pulled Sappheiros clothes off of her.
    Then the man put a hand onto Sappheiros's shoulder and Sappheiros slowly stroked the man's face with her left hand. Before the man could make the next move, Sappheiros shoved the man back onto the door he just shut, with a dark grin, Sappheiros grabbed her axe from the table and with one hefty cleave, chopped the man's head right off. Blood spewed everywhere and covered the scene with red and dark blood.
    Sappheiros grabbed her blood stained clothes and wore them. She then proceeded to inflict minor wounds on herself to make it look like she had an accident. She then left the shed and proceeded into the house to finish the job. "No survivors" She would mumble as she slice the head of the wife off her body.
    "No mercy." She would repeat herself as she threw the kids off the building and watch them pummel to their death. Their cries and sobs was put to a rest as their skulls cracked on the stone floor beneath them.
    She got changed into the clothes the lady would always wear, taking whatever clothes she fancied and whatever gold she could find. She then proceeded to equip herself with some armor from the house and walked out. Almost forgetting something, Sappheiros took a wooden unlit torch from the master's bedroom and lit it with one of the lights. As the walked out she threw the torch onto the front of the house.
    She, however, did not have time to watch the house burn as the day was fast approaching. She ran off with whatever she had to a new town. A town where she would start life, anew.
    Now, wandering from place to place, town to town within the black marsh, she hones in on her stealth and sword skills with quick and easy jobs. Hearing rumors and stories of legends often from local taverns in towns, she would disregard them as tales. However, she heard continent outside of the black marsh.
    "Akavir..." The continent where life could begin anew. She quickly found information from the local guards and spent every last gold and sold her weapons to get herself a horse. With just enough food to last a few days she quickly stride off to make her way and start a new life.

    ((So sorry if the back story was dark and disturbing, but I wanted to create something new. Something unique.))

    Skooma kills!
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    posted a message on Rising Hero RPG- Quests, PVP, Classes and More!
    IGN: keene308

    Why do you want to join RHR?: Well, since the shutdown of my previous server, I thought I'd look for a new one. This one seems to have the potential, so why not right?

    Any other comments: Well, I like to stick to one server. So this might be the one hey.
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    posted a message on ♕Herocraft - Minecraft RPG Server Multiplayer - THE ORIGINAL RPG SERVER (2010)! - [Heroes-Townships-PVP/PVE-RPG]
    1. In-game name: keene308
    2. Location and Age: Western Australia, Perth. Age 17
    3. Previous Bans from other servers (explain): Think I was banned from one server, cause of an argument with another person who was friends with an admin... That was total BS -.-
    4. Referral(s): Just saw this as I was searching up minecraft RPG questing servers in google hey.
    5. Have you voted for Herocraft (No? do so here! http://hc.to/vote): Yes. I have voted
    6. Have you subscribed to our Youtube channel? (optional!) No not yet. Ill check it out after this.
    7. How'd you hear about Herocraft? As I browse through google searching up RPG questing minecraft servers.
    8. Special Key: HCk8
    9. Do you agree to the Herocraft EULA and ToS? Yes. I agree with EULA and ToS.
    10. Reason(s) you should be accepted:I just want to relax and enjoy a good RPG server
    11. Additional Info: I turn 18. On August 30th. Which is about 6 months away. My friends are all 18, so just cant wait to join the cohord of 18. Anyways, changed it to 17 then.
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    posted a message on ♕Herocraft - Minecraft RPG Server Multiplayer - THE ORIGINAL RPG SERVER (2010)! - [Heroes-Townships-PVP/PVE-RPG]
    1. In-game name: keene308
    2. Location and Age: Western Australia, Perth. Age 18
    3. Previous Bans from other servers (explain): Think I was banned from one server, cause of an argument with another person who was friends with an admin... That was total BS -.-
    4. Referral(s): Just saw this as I was searching up minecraft RPG questing servers in google hey.
    5. Have you voted for Herocraft (No? do so here! http://hc.to/vote): Yes. I have voted
    6. Have you subscribed to our Youtube channel? (optional!) No not yet. Ill check it out after this.
    7. How'd you hear about Herocraft? As I browse through google searching up RPG questing minecraft servers.
    8. Special Key: HCk8
    9. Do you agree to the Herocraft EULA and ToS? Yes. I agree with EULA and ToS.
    10. Reason(s) you should be accepted:I just want to relax and enjoy a good RPG server
    11. Additional Info: None added.
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    posted a message on Fin Land - Hybrid of COD, Bf3, and Minecraft!
    is the server down?
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    posted a message on [1.3.2] M.Z.A.S. - Minecraft DayZ Server [Testing]
    Name:keene308
    Age:17
    How long have you been playing minecraft (approx)?: idk during the start of beta?
    Reason why you should be accepted: Cause I always wanted to be a beta tester. Love to give my opinion to better the server.
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