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Brannty's Application - Brannty - 04-14-2012 Minecraft Username:Brannty Previous RP experiences:LOTC (Lord Of The Craft), The Kingdoms MC Have you played on any other servers? Why did you leave?:Yes: Servers shutting down and looking for a better experience. What feature of Kiwike are you most interested in?: The RP and the customized set up. It's hard to find a good RP server that balance plugins and gameplay and it looks like you guys are doing a good job of it. How did you hear about Kiwike: MC Forums Character Info Character Name: Brannty Brunwin Spawn Location (Khulu Desert, Orraku Fields, Icenfjord, Aridian Jungle): Orraku Fields Gender: Male Age: 24 General Background Information: Brannty grew up in the home of a wealthy Duke from that lived on the outskirts of Ironstone. The city of Ironstone was the Holy City for the religious sect called the Hammerites. The group worshiped the Master Builder, and he found the history and practices fascinating. Always a very athletic young man, he stands 6 feet tall with dark brown hair, but is not an imposing figure by any means. His facial features give off a sort of warmth. Whenever he walks into a room, he instantly becomes the focal point for all. People are drawn to him like moths to a flame. Growing up, he was comfortable, but always found the noble life boring. He didn't want to be handed a destiny, but rather create his own. It was because of this, that at the age of 21, that he decided to take matters into his own hands. While his father and mother were away on a diplomatic trip, he made a move that would define his story. He passed his birthright to his younger brother, grabbed his father’s sword and armor, and set out for adventure. The first years were rough, and brought many hardships. He bounced around from village to village looking something that he never seemed to find. His noble upbringing had kept him from learning any valuable real world skills, and because of this, finding work was difficult. It wasn't until he eventually wondered into a small fishing town that he was finally able to find something he felt he was good at. His first night in the village was spent at the local pub. As was the norm, he had struck up a conversation with a local, who is this case, happen to be a fisherman. The two talked for hours, the fisherman enthralled with the stories Brannty wove. He was so impressed with the boy’s ability to speak that he offered him a job selling his fish at market. Needing the money, Brannty accepted the job and after no time had become a fine salesman. So much so that the fisherman was having trouble catching fish at the rate he was selling them. A year of service went by, and the fisherman's stall had grown into an entire market of its own. He was able to pay others to do his fishing and retire. Thankful for the work Brannty had done and no longer needing his services, he passed along a large endowment to the boy, now 24, and urged him to board a ship full of adventurers setting out for a thriving land called Kiwike. He jumped at the chance, and after saying good-bye to the fisherman, he set sail for this place of opportunity. While at sea the travelers were overtaken by a storm. Wave after wave crashed over the decks of the ship. Fearing for his life, Brannty made a mad dash for the hold, but a wave knocked him off balance and sent him tumbling into the churning water. He was thrashed around violently for several seconds that felt like hours. Just when he felt himself going under, he noticed that the gods had given him one more chance at the life he wanted. A rowboat had been knocked off the side of the ship by one of the waves, and was just yards away, bobbing in the rough seas. With the last of his energy he swam to the dingy and pulled himself on board. Fatigue overcame him, and no sooner had he climbed inside the small boat, that he had passed out from exhaustion. He awakened the next day by a horrible scraping noise. He bolted awake only to find that the boat had run a ground on a rocky coast. Disoriented and confused he stumbled out of the boat onto a nearby road. He followed the path for what seemed like miles until something began to come into view in the distance. Could it be? A city? Truly those above were on his side. As he made his way into the establishment he realizes just how fitting it all is... This is where it begins. His destiny, his new life... his story. Physical Condition/Description: Athletic build standing 6 feet tall with dark brown hair, but is not an imposing figure by any means. His facial features give off a sort of warmth. Whenever he walks into a room, he instantly becomes the focal point for all. People are drawn to him like moths to a flame. What is your character's main objective? What do they wish to gain out of this experience of living?: Being of noble descent, Brannty has always been drawn to political matters. He enjoys the pageantry of diplomacy and hopes to one day find his place among the great leaders of the land. Picture of your minecraft skin: RE: Brannty's Application - Saera - 04-14-2012 Very very good story. Welcome to Kiwike.