Why us?: Well, one reason is because I have been looking for a dedicated RP server, and have hopefully found one! I'm looking for a straight on RP server, and not RP/PvP. And, your server seemed to fit the description.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: No, because I want to see if this server is good enough.
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Roleplaying in my terms, is playing a role in a community.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta-gaming in my own words is where your character uses OOC information to their advantage.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Power-gaming is where you practically god mod. Example: *Darious cuts Norchans throat, and stabs his chest with his daggers*
IC:
Name: Darious Parldha
Nickname: (Optional) Dari
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Nord
Appearance: His broad shoulders give him the look that he is a body builder. But no, he is just a athletic person. This Nord keeps his body in check, his biseps are very muscular, his legs look muscular and are kept in check, and his stomach is very hard.
Personality: Darious is a... well he is not a kind person. He is a sort of theif, and he doesn't like to be bothered with. When he steals though, it is like he is a whole new person, he has to act charming and kind to get work done. Or, all else fails. When he is agitated, he will not be afraid to pick a fight. He sometimes has a big mouth, but he is almost always calm, dealing with situations that may seem stressful, but he takes care of them.
In-game RP example: (Include dialog) Darious strode into the tavern, feeling his sword, just incase trouble came his way. He walked over to a chair, and sat in it, and a barmaid showed up to get what he wanted to drink. He simply said, "Mead please." The barmaid nodded slightly, and came back in no more then a minute with his drink. She had asked for twenty gold coins, then Darious said, "Hm, well I am a bit poor, lass. Wait, may I go get my coin bag out of my house? I could maybe give you a little bit of a tip..." She smiled and nodded. He then got up, and secretly brung his drink with him. When he left the tavern, he whispered to himself, "Damn fool, didn't even notice I took the drink..." He then heard shouting, and the woman calling for Guards to get him. He cursed, and decided to change towns for a bit.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) When Darious was born, he was taken too Akavir. His parents thought it would keep him from the war that had happened at his home. They moved too a small town, not too big. His father had decided too make a farm, so that his boy (Who was three at the time) would be a muscular farm boy, and not spoiled. His father in no more then a year, made the most successful farming area in the town. He had then hired other farmers, and trained them by his own hand to make sure that nothing went wrong. Soon they were one of the richest people in town, and soon his father became a alcholic, and his mother soon ran away (Happened when he was just eight). His father every day, would beat him for not being out there in the farm areas planting. This happened for years on, beating him with a stick that he found off a tree, and smacking down on his son.
At the age of thirteen, Darious had been done with the abusing. He was tired of the scars on his back, and the lashes he got on his face. He took a wooden sword from his training academy, and came home one night to his father sleeping on the couch, a dagger on the table. Darious looked at his sword, then the dagger, and tip-toed over to the dagger. He looked at it and confirmed that it was steel. He suspected that this was what his father was going to stab him with today, and Darious then got enraged. He looked at his father with hateful eyes, and stabbed his back. He then saw his father open his eyes quickly, and howl. Darious's father saw his son, and looked at him with pleading eyes. But Darious was not going to give mercy, and then stabbed his father once more, but in the throat. That ended it. He saw what he had done, and nodded, while whispering to himself, "It had to be done... I just can't take a beating like that and not fight back." He then heard Guards knocking on his door, then charging at his door. He grabbed the dagger, and ran. Years later, he saw a theif, and learned the ways of sneaking and pick pocketing. Soon, he was stealing from Jarls.
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This server is the best server you will ever join. It has nice Moderators a nice owner and very friendly people! it is very dedicated. If your looking for a good friendly server with nice social people this server is for you, and im not just saying this for a reward no no no i mean it the best you will ever join, and if you want to donate for this awesome server go to vastmc.com and click donate! stop looking for a good server you just found it!
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IGN: timmyoseaton
Age: 19
Why us?: Well, one reason is because I have been looking for a dedicated RP server, and have hopefully found one! I'm looking for a straight on RP server, and not RP/PvP. And, your server seemed to fit the description.
Have you voted for us at Planet Minecraft?: No, because I want to see if this server is good enough.
Define Role-Playing in your words: (See front page for examples) Roleplaying in my terms, is playing a role in a community.
Define Meta-gaming in your words: Meta-gaming in my own words is where your character uses OOC information to their advantage.
Define Power-gaming in your words: Power-gaming is where you practically god mod. Example: *Darious cuts Norchans throat, and stabs his chest with his daggers*
IC:
Name: Darious Parldha
Nickname: (Optional) Dari
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: Nord
Appearance: His broad shoulders give him the look that he is a body builder. But no, he is just a athletic person. This Nord keeps his body in check, his biseps are very muscular, his legs look muscular and are kept in check, and his stomach is very hard.
Personality: Darious is a... well he is not a kind person. He is a sort of theif, and he doesn't like to be bothered with. When he steals though, it is like he is a whole new person, he has to act charming and kind to get work done. Or, all else fails. When he is agitated, he will not be afraid to pick a fight. He sometimes has a big mouth, but he is almost always calm, dealing with situations that may seem stressful, but he takes care of them.
In-game RP example: (Include dialog) Darious strode into the tavern, feeling his sword, just incase trouble came his way. He walked over to a chair, and sat in it, and a barmaid showed up to get what he wanted to drink. He simply said, "Mead please." The barmaid nodded slightly, and came back in no more then a minute with his drink. She had asked for twenty gold coins, then Darious said, "Hm, well I am a bit poor, lass. Wait, may I go get my coin bag out of my house? I could maybe give you a little bit of a tip..." She smiled and nodded. He then got up, and secretly brung his drink with him. When he left the tavern, he whispered to himself, "Damn fool, didn't even notice I took the drink..." He then heard shouting, and the woman calling for Guards to get him. He cursed, and decided to change towns for a bit.
Background: (Detailed and in-depth, 2 paragraphs. Also, explain how you came to be in Akavir.) When Darious was born, he was taken too Akavir. His parents thought it would keep him from the war that had happened at his home. They moved too a small town, not too big. His father had decided too make a farm, so that his boy (Who was three at the time) would be a muscular farm boy, and not spoiled. His father in no more then a year, made the most successful farming area in the town. He had then hired other farmers, and trained them by his own hand to make sure that nothing went wrong. Soon they were one of the richest people in town, and soon his father became a alcholic, and his mother soon ran away (Happened when he was just eight). His father every day, would beat him for not being out there in the farm areas planting. This happened for years on, beating him with a stick that he found off a tree, and smacking down on his son.
At the age of thirteen, Darious had been done with the abusing. He was tired of the scars on his back, and the lashes he got on his face. He took a wooden sword from his training academy, and came home one night to his father sleeping on the couch, a dagger on the table. Darious looked at his sword, then the dagger, and tip-toed over to the dagger. He looked at it and confirmed that it was steel. He suspected that this was what his father was going to stab him with today, and Darious then got enraged. He looked at his father with hateful eyes, and stabbed his back. He then saw his father open his eyes quickly, and howl. Darious's father saw his son, and looked at him with pleading eyes. But Darious was not going to give mercy, and then stabbed his father once more, but in the throat. That ended it. He saw what he had done, and nodded, while whispering to himself, "It had to be done... I just can't take a beating like that and not fight back." He then heard Guards knocking on his door, then charging at his door. He grabbed the dagger, and ran. Years later, he saw a theif, and learned the ways of sneaking and pick pocketing. Soon, he was stealing from Jarls.
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HoG Forum: timmyoseaton
These builds are really good Ogedi! Keep em coming!
Go Galderon!
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