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{Introduction Section}
Minecraft Username: thatCoder
Age: 23
Country & Timezone: USA-EST
Read the Kings Law, Code of Conducts, Official Lore, and the Player Guides?: Yes
Define Metagaming & Powergaming?: Metagaming is the act of using information gained OOCly in IC. Powergaming is the act of not allowing another's character react to your own emotes.
Do we allow Xray mods or X-Ray texture packs?: No
Tell us about yourself!: I'm Wizry, I've been roleplaying for a couple years now. I'm currently a programmer who codes drones and such. I'm about 23 years old and I work around the clock. So generally I focus on rping around the weekends instead of weekdays.
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{Character Section}
Character Name: Ellanher Groosg
Age: 22
Race: Kaltic
Appearance: Ellanher is a man of Anhalder descent that comes from Kalstaat's Empire. He is about 6'2 in height and has generally brown eyes. Furthermore, he is pale in skin and wear his black hair short to more easily put on his helmet and weaponry. He also is rather unshaven generally.
Groosg wears generally some sort of light clothing. As a scout, the man better enjoys being able to move as freely as he can. He wears, commonly white shirt underneath some brown overalls. He has a belt and boots that fit him just right in non-combative situations.
(Optional) Picture of the Skin: Attach on the thread
Written Test (Min: 400 words):
It was growing dark as Ellanher began to track his way through the green forests outside the town being currently held by the bandits within the interior. He was a retainer within the Kalstaat Empire, serving with the 11th Jägerkompanie. The man had joined to do his duty to the Kaiser and God. He clearly was going to accomplish that goal by reporting on the ongoings of the town, a town under siege by the Empire after an insult was dealt to the Kaiser and His court through being taken over by bandits.
Ellanher somewhat suspected the insult had been made up by the Kaiser, but it was Kalstaat’s duty to expand across the continent. Besides, who cares about a city-state when one has a whole Empire to assure the continued rise of? The scout sighed, before seeing the glowing lights of the campground, giving a small smile - It was beautiful here. If there wasn’t a war going on, he could almost imagine it was a festival. Just like Kirchstadt, his hometown - With his parents and family, as well as all the ladies and young ones that asked him about his adventures. It was an unspoken secret that the Jägerkompanies of the Empire often ‘embellished’ some of their adventures in conquered territory, and this Jäger did that all the same. The Kalstaater chuckled at the memories he had of entertaining all those who asked him about his time within the Imperial company. Those were fond memories.
As if to interrupt those thoughts, Ellanher felt a drop of water hit the top of his head, and immediately put his hood with a shake of his head. Even the environment was reminding him of his duty to the Empire - And it was best to make haste, it was now dark and it was starting to rain. He would need to find his Weibel, who would give his information to the officers in command of this armed force. He began to move in marching pace towards the camp and into it - Which had a couple men on patrol and on guard in case there was any attack from the city-state. This was a camp, clearly, of multiple companies of men - Seeing as it was still quite lively for the darkness of the area. However, most began to move indoors due to rain, which began to come down quite heavily on the area.
Ellanher searched for his Weibel’s tent, which was one of the few white-colored tents in the camp, with the rest being arrayed in brown-coloring. Ellanher would then emerge inside it, where he found the liaison writing on his bed. An interesting thing to do, in Ellanher’s mind, but he didn’t comment on it - It wasn’t his place. They all did things to pass the moments in tense times.
The scout announced himself with a salute thereof to not provide the opportunity for the man to get angry, “Weibel Reuter, I am Jäger Groosg and I provide information about the ongoings of the town.” Refer looked up simply at the scout, before getting up, and providing a salute back, “At ease Groosg, what is your information?” Groosg would then state simply after relaxing, gesturing, “Sir, the city appears to be on the verge of starvation - But its citizens are still patriotic. The city itself seems to be growing its militia bands through forced conscription - But its officers cannot keep up with training and have given up.” The weibel would scratch his beard after discontinuing his own salute, “I see. Thank you for the information Jager. I will give this to the officer - Grab a drink for yourself before you head to bed. You earned it for yourself. This lack of organization may be the bandit’s demise.”
Ellanher gave a nod, “Sir, yes sir!”. He then made his way out in quick-step towards the alcohol, the Kalstaater earned it tonight.
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