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    Ultra Hardcore Season X Signups

    Sign me up as a free agent pls
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    Character Profile- Samson Brink

    Race: Unknown (Human? Elf?) Age: 25 years Weighs 190 pounds, and towers at 6'5 feet tall. Has orange/hazel eyes, red hair and lean build, fighting style is berserker, due to incredible healing ability. However, cannot fight very long without becoming exhausted. When not an absolute madman, has great stamina and can run long distances. Character card coming soon Samson was jogging home on a road from the market, on a day that was filled with coins clinking, the din of voices speaking, and the smell of baked bread and flowers. He was carrying a sack of bread, gold, and animal furs, bringing them back to his town, Ralae, to sell and distribute. He was sweating and breathing heavily, as it was unusually warm, even for a summer day. He stopped at the fork between the road home, and the road north, farther away towards land cold and unforgiving. He stopped for a breath, looking around. The landscape was beautiful, with grass waving in the wind, the earth warmed by the sun, and the nearby river lazily running downhill. But he also knew of the dangers of the land, snakes looking for prey hidden in the grass, hawks calling above, looking over the land. And of course the bandits, running straight at him. Samson picked up his bag and sprinted towards home, trying to outdistance them. He looked behind himself, and counted 5 people, covered in light armor and carrying daggers and hatchets. They began to catch up, Samson slowing down from his burden of goods. He turned around, dropping his bag behind him and raising his fists in front of him. They stopped running 20 feet away from him. They spread out, jeering at him and laughing with each other. The miscreants stalked forward, all eyes trained on his stuff. Samson stomped his foot on the ground in front of himself, feinting a charge. The sound of his foot slamming into the hard packed earth and his seeming advance made them jump. One particular coward fell backwards, his friends laughing at him as well as he got back up. Samson took their distraction and ran forward, punching one in the face, and lunged at another with a powerful punch, one that would surely fall him unconscious and take him out of the fight. He ducked, leaving Samson tumbling forward. Enraged, Samson ran at another, punching towards his stomach. The bandit fell backwards, and feebly kicked upwards at Samson as he moved towards his evasive enemy, this time running a bit slower, and being more cautious with his attack. The bandit was on the ground in seconds. He turned around, seeing only one left. Some of the smarter fools had run away, but this one had an evil glint in his eye. Samson ran towards him, but the bandit ran as well. They met in the middle, Samson with his shoulder ready for a bash, the bandit with his knife in his hand. It happened quickly after that. Samson was sure he was about to win the fight, until the knife entered his chest. His eyes unfocused, pain shooting throughout his torso, and his breath turned ragged. Did it puncture his lung? Was it in his stomach? He wasn't sure. He heard faintly the thugs yelling at their successful friend, screaming that they weren't supposed to kill him. Suddenly the pain didn't matter. He was furious, and he got up from his knees, His breathing got better, and the pain ebbed away. His eyes were still fuzzy, his vision shaking around. He screamed, and the world went black. He had no idea what happened. He was standing over the bodies of 3 dead- No, he thought, unconscious bandits, standing in front of his bag of goodies. He cautiously checked his chest, finding a bloody hole in his clothes, and a soreness beneath. He checked his wound. There was no sign of his stabbing but the dried blood on his stomach. Shaken, he picked up his bag and sprinted home. He reached Ralae in a personal record time, just as the sun was setting. His friends ran towards him as Samson lay down. He told them of his wild tale, some in disbelief, but they believed him for the ragged tear in his clothes. He was told guards were being sent up to pick up the unconscious thugs and throw them in prison. He fell asleep that night without a thought, dropping into unconsciousness like those idiots on the street.
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    Everneth's Ninth Council Nomination: Nominate Here!

    I nominate Beolyx
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    Maphya's Start

    Maphya was created when several groups of bandits decided to band together in an attempt to take over one of Kingstone's holds. They made a huge & organized effort to break through their defenses and take as much stuff as possible. They failed nonetheless, but the alliance lived on, the war-camp they started turning into a fortress. Their numbers fluctuate, as there are many members that travel around pillaging or trading with random Evernethians. Their races are extremely diverse, ranging from elves to dwarves to literal tree spirits. This is mostly because their requirements for joining are somewhat low, requiring mostly an ability to work with thieves, and to be useful. There are no laws set in stone, and their peace between each other relies mostly on a thieves' honor, meaning that most of the time the only way to be exiled completely is by treason against Maphya. They are organized enough to band together for intense and intermittent raids of Kingstone & Valland, and disorganized enough so that past alliances are not permanent. When they are hired as mercenaries, they usually don Maphya's shield, sometimes even fighting alongside the other side as well. In such a case of disorganization, they silently agree to not kill each other (not really that's for lore, in an event it doesn't matter) and don the shields of their client. In an event of a bandit raid, it's usually pretty obvious they will attack, as war-camps are set up outside the holds. Those who wish to hold a prejudice based on appearance or belief, and not deeds or character, are looked down upon. While the belief of equality is high on their list, leaders and higher-ups are chosen by skill, merit, and intelligence. The powerful families don't always stay powerful, as a core belief is that people have to prove their own worth as they mature and work. Maphya has it's main base hidden & protected by mountains, and also sits in a natural valley. There is a stone fortress with some houses and tents outside that house the people who are stopping by. Their numbers can never truly be counted, but it's rumored they are in the thousands across the lands of Everneth. There is also an underground city built by the dwarves among them, housing even more people than that are seen in the day. But those not members of Maphya usually never see it unless they are on diplomatic missions, and it is locked down entirely in the case of a raid. Food is made underground using artificial sunlight, and animals are raised as well. Much is still to be learned about Maphya, as it's recognition grows, as it's battles are fought, and as it's lore is written!
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    Character Profile: Rhextel Rayydark

    A very good character, I really like the lore!
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    Theme Songs for Factions

    Valland's theme song would be https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GXE_n2q08Yw For The Love of Money
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    Theme Songs for Factions

    If each RP faction had a theme song, what do you think it would be? Factions currently in place, ones not currently official, and ones built in the past can be used.
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    Dog or cat?

    I have a shorthair tabby that I am allergic to but I still have because I love cats :3 Shorthairs as well as longhairs leave a lor of fur around, it depends on how well they're groomed that they leave a ton of fur.
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    Season 5 Roleplay Signups/ Faction Index

    1) Name of the Faction It's name is Maphya, pronounced exactly as it looks. 2) Description of the Faction An alliance of bandits grown as strong as a kingdom, Maphya is a group filled with mercenaries, thieves, and bandits. 3) A list of players who currently belong to that faction OK8, abcfree4all, and HGWicks 4) A banner or sigil http://minecraft.tools/en/banner.php?color_id_0=0&shape_id_1=33&color_id_1=14&shape_id_2=28&color_id_2=0&shape_id_3=21&color_id_3=14&shape_id_4=22&color_id_4=0&shape_id_5=36&color_id_5=14&shape_id_6=24&color_id_6=11#crafting -Edited to add banner-
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    Everneth's Eighth Council Nomination: Nominate Here!

    I nominate Mind
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    House Plans

    You could build a house near me, I'm planning on building a town at some point. Terraforming still needs to be done, and any progress would be far, but I'd be happy to share a plot of land. If you do decide to go lone wolf, I'd suggest making a boat halfway into the ground with the bow point up. Meanwhile inside you could build it like a normal house
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