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Joined: Sept 2009 Gender: Male  Posts: 1 Karma: 0 |  | Application: Itharion « Thread Started on Sept 30, 2009, 9:34am » | |
Nickname: None.
Age: Ascended in his early 30's, but his actual age is unknown. (( IRL I'm 26))
Projected Character Class: Chanter
Projected Character Sex: Male
Game play style: Heavy RP. But I like to think that I'm a well balanced player.
Time Zone: Eastern
Typical Available Times for Play: It's completely random based on a random work cycle. But, I'm almost always on during the late evening and very early mornings.
A statement of what you expect from the guild, or things you'd like to see: I just like to have full immersion into the game. The more a guild can can do to produce that outcome, the better.
Example RP:
"You've preened yourself long enough, haven't you?" The voice coming from behind the door was getting increasingly annoyed. "Who are you trying to impress anyway? We're going to battle!"
Itharion opened the door finally. His battle garment was neatly pressed and creased. His face was clean. His hair was exquisite. But his face was twisted into a scowl that could peel the skin from your skull.
"Er...", the giant Daeva that was once angry and hostile suddenly had a change of heart. "...um..."
Itharion spoke with a calm voice that didn't match his demeanor. "Go ahead. Say it."
"It's just that...well, who are you trying to impress anyway? The sun-bathers will have your end despite all of your...um...well, you know...."
"How many times must I tell you? My place in this battle is at the backs of my people, urging them onward to victory. I have a reputation to keep, Red. And if I am successful with my job, then they will be successful in theirs, so it's a win-win."
"But Itharion, our people don't care what you look like when-" "I wouldn't expect you to understand. Come now, I'll just have to show you what I mean."
Itharion stormed off and away toward the gathering War Council with Red following behind, confused as always.
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