In-Game Name(s): Otto_Roth
Sophia_Baker
Singing_Bear
Steam Name: Lathaegis
How long have you been roleplaying:About 7-8 years.
What can you offer to the Hardcore Roleplaying community: Maturity, experience, a willingness to participate, and a shoddy sense of humor.
Character Bio: (Otto) Otto Roth is a former mercenary from Prussia, hired by Britain among many others to supplement colonial armies. During clashes with the enemies of his employer he was injured, and deemed undesirable for further payment. After his contract was off, he found that he enjoyed the new land, and settled down, although reluctantly. He doesn't like to talk much about his past, or spend time doting on the future. His sole drive is too eek out an honest living in the new world and perhaps one day shed some more blood. You know, for old times sake.
(Sophia) Sophia a seasoned forester, having been leaving in the Colonies since she was just a little girl. Her father had raised her as one would a son, due to his lack of a son, or a wife anymore for that matter. Both had been killed in a brutal native attack when she was but a small girl. Her father just managing to fight them off before he lost everything. Despite her numerous trials in a world she wasn't prepared for, with an education no one would respect, she has managed to survive on her own. Now a grown woman, Sophia seeks to help others and place her own mark on the world.
(Skah) Skah, a native whom recently has came of age within his tribe, has done little to nothing of note. He had a pretty average life, learned to hunt and fight from his father and brothers, and learned respect and humility from his father. Although the colonists had been in periods of conflict and peace with his people for as long as he could remember, he could only dream on in marvel of them. He heard tales of their sticks of fire, weapons only a coward would use. How some would charge in with bodies made of rock that none of their tools could penetrate, or of the beasts known as 'horses' that could carry a man much farther than his own feet could. The challenge they brought to his people was one he was eager to accept, he was eager to join his first war party against a settlement. The victory was bitter sweet, for not even a week later they had burned his tribe home to the ground, and his kinsman lay scattered as they fled away from the carnage of the army's retaliation.
Sample of your roleplay: The harsh winds of winter bit into Otto's skin, like a bayonet poised for his heart. The freezing cold was near unbearable at times, but it kept reminding him that he was alive. His hand clenched tight to the cloak of fur that served as his barrier, as his other clenched onto the splintering handle of his axe as he chopped more wood for the fire. To think he had thought the hardest challenge of his life would have been actually retiring while alive. Hah! He by far not prepared for the struggles of life on the frontier and his careless mistakes made that evident to his neighbors. Good souls they were, for they had been helping him through the struggles of his first year here, despite his stubborn wish of being left alone. Despite the warmth of their hospitality, he longed for the radiant heat of the summer, for with it came new adventures, and hard labor. Instead of holing up like a wastrel by the open fire.
Do you have a history of rule-breaking on the regular servers: Nope!
Can any fellow roleplayers vouch for your skills: I can't even remember who I used to play with on Persistent Worlds. So I doubt it.
Have you read and understand our Rules? Yes.
Also I think everything I wrote was clunky. Wow.