In Game Name(IGN):
SolemnWolf
Why do you want to join?
Because I can. Okay. Fine. Because this is the most organized minecraft roleplaying server I have seen. It looks small and serious. And I love that.
Do you have any RP'ing experience?
Two years and some change now. Mostly minecraft. Some skype and a little bit of forum.
Tell us a bit about yourself:
I collect monster cans. I like subtle autumn colors. I love cats. I failed the Turing Test. I do not mind failing the Turing Test. I am an INTJ. I am seventeen. I live on my computer. I have been a military cadet since I was fifteen. I never leave home without my money, my knife, and my dog tags. Did I mention I have dog tags? I am a little paranoid. I had them printed because I have a feeling I will need them. I am not depressing however. I like to think I am cheerful, in fact.. Want to be friends? :3
I do.
Your Character Biography:
My name, is Juliet Scarius-Alicaria Magnus De’Celestia. You may call me Autumn.
I was born to a single mesalian mother during the waning days of the veld war. My father was already long dead. With no hopes of being able to feed me or raise me herself, I was sold as soon as I was weaned. She never even named me. She hoped for a better life for me then a life of wars and purges and blood.
She couldn’t have known that the lucin noble who bought me made a business of raising and selling concubines. That was my life now. I was brought to the celestial realm where I spent my life in his house learning to be nothing more than a graceful tool. I was taught to speak the major languages of every race, I was taught to sing, and I was taught to be graceful. I was taught to cook and clean for my masters, and to be pleasing to their eyes. But I was forbidden ever to learn to read or write.
Life was not as bad as it could have been. I was given a single name to know me by, Juliet. I was never beaten, as valuable property I could not bear bruises or unsightly blemishes. Lessons were enjoyable, life was an adventure.. But then it came to my fourteenth birthday. I was now old enough to be sold, and it didn’t take long at all.
I had nightmares of being sold to a monster. An unsightly or cruel being with deformity or beastly appetite. I was sold to an ordinary noble lucin. The move to his home was only a brief carriage ride to the other side of the city..
I was called upon to sing, dance, clean, cook.. And perform the other duties expected of a concubine, and I did them well. Too well. I became his favored servant and was called upon near every night. A year later at the young age of fifteen I had become pregnant. It was considered such a shameful thing for them.. But it filled me with pride. I would serve a purpose, instead of simply living for his appetite. I would raise a child.
Of course, a noble’s daughter would not be raised by a concubine. I didn’t realize it until it was too late, until I had invested all my hopes and aspirations into this child.. The half lucin girl was taken from me as soon as she was weaned to be raised by the noble family. I was crushed. I would likely never see my daughter again. I begged and pleaded every time my master called on me, but I was never allowed to see her. So late in my sixteenth year, I ran away from his house.
There was nothing for a powerless young fugitive girl with no skills in the celestial realm, and I couldn’t travel.. So I turned to the only skills I knew. I became a prostitute in the city. It was a hard and difficult life, filled with shame and void of pride.. But as long as I worked hard to maintain my appearance, I could select my own clients. I lived this life for three years.
I always picked carefully, and when I found a client who was not unkind I gave them all I could to make sure they returned. But everyone has bad days.. I was no exception. There came a slow night where my only option for dinner was a boastful lucin nobleman with an ego and a temper.. And when I took him as my client I found myself beaten and abused for the first time in my life.
I reached for the dagger I kept under my pillow.. Other girls always told me I needed caution, and I was not too proud to ignore their advice. I kept a weapon. When the man made himself vulnerable I used it, I stabbed the noble through the heart during his abuse. He died on top of me, and I was now a fugitive again.
I tried to flee, but without the skills to do so I was trapped in the city. My reputation had grown, rumor spread that my kill was a plotted murder.. And soon I found myself captured and abducted by powerful lucins. But these lucins were not the city guards.. They were the servants of a powerful family in the city. One based on crime.. The house of Magnus.
The house patriarch praised me for what I had done. He told me he had planned to rid the realm of the man I murdered for a long time. He offered me employment.. I explained to him that it was no plot, I told him where I came from. But he still had use for me. I would continue to live as a prostitute as a front for my new work.. And he would have me trained to be his own personal assassin. In exchange, I would owe him ten years of my life. Then I would be free.. I would be sent far from where Lucin law could find me.
So I studied. I learned to kill with a dagger and defend myself with simple vambraces. I learned how to escape and how to travel across the city quickly. I learned to hide and get close to targets.. All quietly, all subtle. They even taught me how to read.. But I never practiced that skill. I did what I was taught to do. It took two years to get me ready for my first assignment. But it came.
It was a rainy night, with humidity clinging to everything and the pattering of water on the rooftops masking the sound of my steps and jumps from balcony to balcony.. Then there my target was.. I could see him through the glass door of a balcony. He was asleep with an arm around his wife. It felt bad, slowly picking the lock and silently stepping across the room.. I was ending a life and making another miserable.. But this was the price of my freedom. I silently put the knife through his neck and left without waking his wife.. Minutes later as I escaped on the rooftops I heard her scream in the distance.
This practice continued.. Politicians, guards, investigators, opposing merchants.. All the same. All targets. One at a time with weeks of preparation into each kill.. I lived for the Magnus family and they took me in as their own. I was given their surname. I was proud. But the screams and the destroyed lives always pulled at my heart. I was not without my humanity.
By the end of my ten years I had a reputation. I was known throughout the celestial realm for murder and conspiracy.. They called me “Autumn” for the color of the robes I wore when I worked. It was a horrible feeling having the entire city in fear, and the hatred of an entire realm.. But it was over now.
I couldn’t believe it was over.. My life was devoted to this. I had nothing else to continue.. But it was time to move on. It was time to escape from this life of killing and selling my body. By now with my reputation my only options were to accept a way out with nowhere to belong.. Or to continue selling my body and my blade, but have purpose.
The choice was clear. I could not sell myself or betray my heart any further even if it meant living as a beggar in the far corners of the less populated realm, so I went on one last mission.. To see my now fourteen year old daughter.. I had been able to visit her before as an assassin with the skills and resources the Magnus family gave me.. And from the age of eight she started to talk to me. We would have conversations in secret about her life, and how she liked her home.
But I could never take her away. I couldn’t have my girl back. So we talked. We spoke of everything under the sun, for hours until she fell asleep in my arms.. Then I tucked her in, I wrote her a note explaining how I had to leave.. And I moved on, in tears for what I had to leave behind. Dreaming that I would see her again.
So then I left the celestial realm under escort from the Magnus family. They brought me to the middle realm where I was born.. Then I found my way to a ship heading for the forbidden lands. This place they told me, was without lucin law or the watching eyes of the celestial realm. They said it was without conflict or war. That I could be safe there. Happy. I never trusted that I would be happy.. But I made the journey.
Once there it took me an entire year of wondering, searching for a place to be. Then shortly before my thirtieth birthday I found my new home. A city called Ravenna. It was over. Now this was the place I expected to live quietly, and finally settle in peace.. Hopeful to move on from my turbulent and sadness filled life.
Specify your character's skills:
*Advanced Dagger and Knife combat, Vambrace Defense
*Competent Freerunning & Agility
*Apprentice Cooking
*Novice Reading & Writing
*Singing
*Dancing
*Multilingual
Do your character bring anything to the setting (part from clothes)?
*Clothes. Probably in a leather bag. Other things? Well. Okay.
*Two balanced steel daggers hidden in her boots.
*One pair of ornate steel and leather vambraces for deflecting attacks. And looking fabulous.
*A lightweight steel reinforced leather corset worn beneath clothes to protect vital organs while remaining flexible.
Anything you'd like to add:
Um.. I like trains?
SolemnWolf
Why do you want to join?
Because I can. Okay. Fine. Because this is the most organized minecraft roleplaying server I have seen. It looks small and serious. And I love that.
Do you have any RP'ing experience?
Two years and some change now. Mostly minecraft. Some skype and a little bit of forum.
Tell us a bit about yourself:
I collect monster cans. I like subtle autumn colors. I love cats. I failed the Turing Test. I do not mind failing the Turing Test. I am an INTJ. I am seventeen. I live on my computer. I have been a military cadet since I was fifteen. I never leave home without my money, my knife, and my dog tags. Did I mention I have dog tags? I am a little paranoid. I had them printed because I have a feeling I will need them. I am not depressing however. I like to think I am cheerful, in fact.. Want to be friends? :3
I do.
Your Character Biography:
My name, is Juliet Scarius-Alicaria Magnus De’Celestia. You may call me Autumn.
I was born to a single mesalian mother during the waning days of the veld war. My father was already long dead. With no hopes of being able to feed me or raise me herself, I was sold as soon as I was weaned. She never even named me. She hoped for a better life for me then a life of wars and purges and blood.
She couldn’t have known that the lucin noble who bought me made a business of raising and selling concubines. That was my life now. I was brought to the celestial realm where I spent my life in his house learning to be nothing more than a graceful tool. I was taught to speak the major languages of every race, I was taught to sing, and I was taught to be graceful. I was taught to cook and clean for my masters, and to be pleasing to their eyes. But I was forbidden ever to learn to read or write.
Life was not as bad as it could have been. I was given a single name to know me by, Juliet. I was never beaten, as valuable property I could not bear bruises or unsightly blemishes. Lessons were enjoyable, life was an adventure.. But then it came to my fourteenth birthday. I was now old enough to be sold, and it didn’t take long at all.
I had nightmares of being sold to a monster. An unsightly or cruel being with deformity or beastly appetite. I was sold to an ordinary noble lucin. The move to his home was only a brief carriage ride to the other side of the city..
I was called upon to sing, dance, clean, cook.. And perform the other duties expected of a concubine, and I did them well. Too well. I became his favored servant and was called upon near every night. A year later at the young age of fifteen I had become pregnant. It was considered such a shameful thing for them.. But it filled me with pride. I would serve a purpose, instead of simply living for his appetite. I would raise a child.
Of course, a noble’s daughter would not be raised by a concubine. I didn’t realize it until it was too late, until I had invested all my hopes and aspirations into this child.. The half lucin girl was taken from me as soon as she was weaned to be raised by the noble family. I was crushed. I would likely never see my daughter again. I begged and pleaded every time my master called on me, but I was never allowed to see her. So late in my sixteenth year, I ran away from his house.
There was nothing for a powerless young fugitive girl with no skills in the celestial realm, and I couldn’t travel.. So I turned to the only skills I knew. I became a prostitute in the city. It was a hard and difficult life, filled with shame and void of pride.. But as long as I worked hard to maintain my appearance, I could select my own clients. I lived this life for three years.
I always picked carefully, and when I found a client who was not unkind I gave them all I could to make sure they returned. But everyone has bad days.. I was no exception. There came a slow night where my only option for dinner was a boastful lucin nobleman with an ego and a temper.. And when I took him as my client I found myself beaten and abused for the first time in my life.
I reached for the dagger I kept under my pillow.. Other girls always told me I needed caution, and I was not too proud to ignore their advice. I kept a weapon. When the man made himself vulnerable I used it, I stabbed the noble through the heart during his abuse. He died on top of me, and I was now a fugitive again.
I tried to flee, but without the skills to do so I was trapped in the city. My reputation had grown, rumor spread that my kill was a plotted murder.. And soon I found myself captured and abducted by powerful lucins. But these lucins were not the city guards.. They were the servants of a powerful family in the city. One based on crime.. The house of Magnus.
The house patriarch praised me for what I had done. He told me he had planned to rid the realm of the man I murdered for a long time. He offered me employment.. I explained to him that it was no plot, I told him where I came from. But he still had use for me. I would continue to live as a prostitute as a front for my new work.. And he would have me trained to be his own personal assassin. In exchange, I would owe him ten years of my life. Then I would be free.. I would be sent far from where Lucin law could find me.
So I studied. I learned to kill with a dagger and defend myself with simple vambraces. I learned how to escape and how to travel across the city quickly. I learned to hide and get close to targets.. All quietly, all subtle. They even taught me how to read.. But I never practiced that skill. I did what I was taught to do. It took two years to get me ready for my first assignment. But it came.
It was a rainy night, with humidity clinging to everything and the pattering of water on the rooftops masking the sound of my steps and jumps from balcony to balcony.. Then there my target was.. I could see him through the glass door of a balcony. He was asleep with an arm around his wife. It felt bad, slowly picking the lock and silently stepping across the room.. I was ending a life and making another miserable.. But this was the price of my freedom. I silently put the knife through his neck and left without waking his wife.. Minutes later as I escaped on the rooftops I heard her scream in the distance.
This practice continued.. Politicians, guards, investigators, opposing merchants.. All the same. All targets. One at a time with weeks of preparation into each kill.. I lived for the Magnus family and they took me in as their own. I was given their surname. I was proud. But the screams and the destroyed lives always pulled at my heart. I was not without my humanity.
By the end of my ten years I had a reputation. I was known throughout the celestial realm for murder and conspiracy.. They called me “Autumn” for the color of the robes I wore when I worked. It was a horrible feeling having the entire city in fear, and the hatred of an entire realm.. But it was over now.
I couldn’t believe it was over.. My life was devoted to this. I had nothing else to continue.. But it was time to move on. It was time to escape from this life of killing and selling my body. By now with my reputation my only options were to accept a way out with nowhere to belong.. Or to continue selling my body and my blade, but have purpose.
The choice was clear. I could not sell myself or betray my heart any further even if it meant living as a beggar in the far corners of the less populated realm, so I went on one last mission.. To see my now fourteen year old daughter.. I had been able to visit her before as an assassin with the skills and resources the Magnus family gave me.. And from the age of eight she started to talk to me. We would have conversations in secret about her life, and how she liked her home.
But I could never take her away. I couldn’t have my girl back. So we talked. We spoke of everything under the sun, for hours until she fell asleep in my arms.. Then I tucked her in, I wrote her a note explaining how I had to leave.. And I moved on, in tears for what I had to leave behind. Dreaming that I would see her again.
So then I left the celestial realm under escort from the Magnus family. They brought me to the middle realm where I was born.. Then I found my way to a ship heading for the forbidden lands. This place they told me, was without lucin law or the watching eyes of the celestial realm. They said it was without conflict or war. That I could be safe there. Happy. I never trusted that I would be happy.. But I made the journey.
Once there it took me an entire year of wondering, searching for a place to be. Then shortly before my thirtieth birthday I found my new home. A city called Ravenna. It was over. Now this was the place I expected to live quietly, and finally settle in peace.. Hopeful to move on from my turbulent and sadness filled life.
Specify your character's skills:
*Advanced Dagger and Knife combat, Vambrace Defense
*Competent Freerunning & Agility
*Apprentice Cooking
*Novice Reading & Writing
*Singing
*Dancing
*Multilingual
Do your character bring anything to the setting (part from clothes)?
*Clothes. Probably in a leather bag. Other things? Well. Okay.
*Two balanced steel daggers hidden in her boots.
*One pair of ornate steel and leather vambraces for deflecting attacks. And looking fabulous.
*A lightweight steel reinforced leather corset worn beneath clothes to protect vital organs while remaining flexible.
Anything you'd like to add:
Um.. I like trains?
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