Application-Insigmah

[Insigmah]

General

Minecraft Name: insigmahhh
Previous RP experiences: I played a little while on another roleplay server. I left because the server was getting emptier and emptier... Nobody wants an empty server, especcialy a roleplay server.
Have you played on any other servers? Why did you leave?: i have my own server, i'm an admin on it. Leaving would be silly.
What feature of Kiwike are you most interested in?: I love roleplay, not too much, but there is just something in minecraft roleplaying that appeals to me. my character is also a war tactician, so the war element is great.
How did you hear about Kiwike: As it was way past my bedtime i hurried to get off my compter. Suddenly, an angel call out to me(skype message) and told me of important events (someone said hello). But then, my fellow hhh Omegahhh proclaimed he had indeed found a server, a roleplay server none the less... So i applied to embark on an epic quest.

Character

Character Name: Insigmah
Spawn Location (Khulu Desert, Orraku Fields, Icenfjord, Aridian Jungle): Orraku fields
Gender: Male
Age: still young and kicking at 350

General Background Information: I was born the only son of the High King of Tara Amir, who ruled over the Seven kings of the Seven Cities. Tara Amir was situated in between large mountains, creating a natural barrier against any hostile ouside threats. the presence of an ocean lead to Tara Amirs unrivalled naval prowess and for it to be an economic centre.

My childhood was hard. as i was the High Prince, heir to the throne of my father *looks in the distance, recalling memories of past and better times* I was trained to be the High King by my fathers advisors, meaning i had no time for playing or joking, or being a child. I learned everything to make me a worthy successor, but as i was a fast learner, they took the time to learn me the little Magicks and Wizardry they knew. It opened my world. I got to spend time in the royal gardens using Life magicks and plants and Death magicks on cattle ready to be slaughtered. A high King with acces to either Magicks or Wizardry was very unusual, so my father decided to send me to the College of Magicks.

The College of Magicks was a beatiful building on a rock in the middle of lake Argnsar. Years of Magick caused the water to be as clear as the skies, and full of life. The only way to reach the middle was teleportation by an elder Sorcerer. The college of Magics housed two kinds of people. On the one hand there were Prominent Wizards from all over the land. Wizards were users of the knowledge and theoretical Magicks. They studied Magicks and gathering information was the highest goal for Wizards. On the other hand there were Sorcerers. Sorcerers were users of actual spells. Destructive at times, but also to bring life to the world or help those in need. I showed remarkable progress in both branches and after several decades i even surpassed all my teachers. When the Master Wizard died, his counterpart, the Master Sorcerer, died too. This happened because they were linked by Magicks to share their knowledge with each other without years of additional training.
Because i was already a master at both branches, i was made Master Wizard and Master Sorcerer. The college flourished under my reign.

At the end of my 200th Year disaster struck. The High King, my beloved father, was assassinated. The assassin left a bow on the scene, one that was only used by a country to the east: Karthag. Strangely enough, this country had strong ties to us and we largely depended on each other for trading and military strenght. We were the rulers over the sea, and they were almost unmatched on land. Our only land-based forces were the Battle mages in the College. The previous Master Sorcerer was appeared several times in the Lore of Tara Amir. It was said he took out an entire army with a blast so huge it could be seen 100 kilometres away. Now we were on the verge of war with a country we could not wage war with. I was made High king in a hurry. The ceremony was brief and not many people were there, as they were preparing for the oncoming battles everyone hoped to avoid...

I quickly made a delegation and we left of for Khartag, hoping we could resolve things. It was still not proven they had killed my father.
but the arrival was nothing we could have ever expected...
The monarch of Karthag was assassinated as well, with a strange burning on his chest. I gasped as i looked at it, for it was Hidded Death Magick, developed by the previous Master Sorcerer and his companion, Kita'a, who was rumored to have left the College because he didn't get elected for the Master Sorcerer throne. The Karthag authorities were eager to blame us, as the College was the only suspect and Kita'a was thought dead. We told them our side of the story and showed them the bow. We stayed in Karthag for a week to decide what would happen next. A couple of days after our second meeting, A soldier with multiple arrows in his body told the tribes to the east had amassed and intended to overthrow both of our cities. using the confusion of the killed Kings to diminish the resistance. This plan was overthrown by one brave soldier who lived long enough to inform the both Nations.

War was at hand

3 weeks later we amassed near the a giant valley with both our armies. Our marine would use Sorcerers to reign destruction on the tribesmen, and the Karthag infantry ould follow. We were winning because the tribes did not expect an organized resistance. It was then that i made the biggest mistake of my life. As i spectated the battlefield, i noticed the leader of the tribes held something in his hand. Using magicks, i zoomed in and i saw he was holding my fathers head. I screamed and charged right into the enemy lines. Their losses were gigantic. But they got what they wanted. I was trapped with Magick-sealing barriers.
I was the general of both armies, and without my leadership the both armies got destroyed. thousands of men slaughtered, all because if my mistake... From my prison i watched them destroy Tara Amir. The once fabeled city was reduced to a ruin. I cried bitter tears, for my men and my city, my mother, sister, little brother. My fiends the Kings. As i looked up, i saw i was betrayed by 2 Kings. They were the reason my father was killed, my men dead and also my whole family..

They did not want any ransom for me. they wanted me to die very slowly and painfully. My Magick was taken away. Luckily they could not take my wisdom away, or they would have done it. They told what was left of my people they killed me. The tribesmen then put me on a boat and crossed the immense ocean. When we hit the shore, i was thrown out and given 1 sack of water and some biscuits. My food was quickly gone and as i did not know the fauna and flora of this new land, i didn't eat anything. I was weakened so much, i only survived by using the little Magick i have left. Great was my surprise when i arrived in the Orraku fields. I knew i had to adapt to life here, and i also knew my time as a king, a ruler was over. i now had to settle as a mere peasant. it hurts...

=> His story starts after he is strong enough to talk to people and function.

my character is friendly towards his inner circle of friends, but unfriendly or even hostile to people he doesn't know. He will never back out of a fight and will use a variety of ways to get what he wants (he's not afraid of stealing). he often relates his life now to the life he had when he was High King of Tara Amir. When asked about his past, he can go on for hours. He holds authority in high regard as he knows what it is to be a ruler. He is extremely proud and will only accept charity when he is out of possibilities. he feels gifts must be repaid with a gift of equal value.
downsides: quick tempered, slightly arrogant

Physical Condition/Description (what do they look like, what do they wear, all physical elements of a character): Right now, he looks like Gandalf the white in a spandex, due to an event called the yeouschcraft olympics. His usual outfit is a Sorcerers robe, which can change coulours as he still has some Magicks left inside him.

What is your character's main objective? What do they wish to gain out of this experience of living?: He wishes to regain his throne in Tara Amir. This will of course never succeed. He decided to settle as a simple man, but will grab every single opportunity to get higher on the hierarchic ladder. He has no clue as to what job he wants to practice, but he will surely find friends he can help. He hopes to regain his Magicks one day and he is vigourously training to reach this goal, so he can become a Sorcerer again.

Picture of your minecraft skin (Should fit your character description):

[Saera]

Your story is very well written and executed. I only stopped short at the skin you have.... even with the reasoning you give. I'd expect some more appropriate skin for a character this grand.

[Insigmah]

Your story is very well written and executed. I only stopped short at the skin you have.... even with the reasoning you give. I'd expect some more appropriate skin for a character this grand.

of course, but it would be hard to keep changing skins every time i need to go on the server. when the event os done, the skin will change

[Saera]

I'll hold you on your words. Welcome to Kiwike.