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OSOK
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Character: Wite Melkins

New Application: Wite Melkins

Post by OSOK » June 14th, 2021, 9:39 pm

Do you have any prior experience with Requiem? If so, please detail when (and what characters, if desired) you previously played:
No experience with Requiem.


Briefly summarize your prior role-playing experience in a sentence or two:
Why do you wish to play on Requiem, and what do you expect from the shard?

Played a few MUDs. Coming to Requiem because of friends. I expect awesomeness because my friends are here.


What will your character’s name be?:
Wite Melkins


Please briefly describe the physical attributes of your character, including age, looks, height, weight and any notable features:
Wite is a bald man in his late 30s. He has an athletic slim build and is of average weight.


Briefly state your character’s intentions or motivations for entering the First Province:
Wite is looking for a place to call home.


Briefly provide a pertinent detail or notable quality of your character’s history (this does not have to be exhaustive nor revealing of any information you wish to keep secret):
Wite used to gather and trade old machine parts from all corners of the land. He would travel wherever he heard there were old remnants of what used to be considered artifacts, and gained knowledge on their functions through self-exploration and experimentation. Wite has always been good with his hands, as he has a knack for easily understanding how things function.


Briefly write an in-character response to the following scenario:
You have finally arrived at your destination; the Rumbling Pass train-yards. Before you stands a massive outpost, looking to have been erected within the past few years, of which is patrolled by numerous Legionnaires and Church Templar. The outpost guards the only viable entrance to the recently quarantined First Province; the home of Tor, the fallen capital of the Republic. Sitting at the foot of the massive mountain range that effectively contains the First Province within, the outpost serves as the last obstacle you must overcome before entering the quarantined territory.
You and others like you assemble outside of the palisades of the outpost, awaiting the opportunity to speak your case to the presiding Legion officiant who is processing admittance to the Province. Behind him, a passenger train, a marvel of technological advancement, sits idling on its’ tracks, dozens of persons filling it’s numerous passenger cars. A true rarity within the Republic, you can hardly believe your eyes (and ears) as the locomotive releases a massive plume of steam from its’ smokestack. You overhear many a bewildered citizen around you gossip as to how the only truly safe way into the Province is now by rail, for the Rumbling Pass’ mountains are nigh impassible and miles long, with the only safe navigable tunnels being those traveled in the safety of locomotives and rail-cars. You shudder for a moment, pondering how many forsaken souls attempted to flee the cloistered Province through the Pass’ winding, dark tunnels, hordes of Afflicted upon their heels, only to be cut down in the pitch-black darkness.
It strikes you as peculiar that so much effort has been made in securing a means of logistical supply and personnel transportation into the fallen First Province. You’ve heard rumors before of Quarantine Zones; entire Municipalities and even Territories being cut-off from access due to the blight of the Torment and the over-abundance of the walking dead – but in most instances, no one is ever trying to get into to those forsaken places. Yet here, mere miles from the ruins of Tor, masses congregate in order to make their way into the First Province Quarantine Zone. If you hadn’t known any better, the entire scene – the Outpost, the mass of military personnel, the throngs of citizens and the hissing locomotive – resembles more of an evacuation rather than a one-way ticket into anarchy and lawlessness. As you make your way closer to the train-yard outpost, you can’t help but recall all of the wild and crazy stories concerning all manners of rumors about the First Province since it’s fall two years ago. Some say that the treasures awaiting the bold are beyond measure – others swear that Salvation and Ascension is guaranteed for those who would follow their Faith and help reclaim the First Coast.
Where the truth lies, you’ve no idea – you only know that you’re here, at the precipice of it all, and your destination is within reach.
You watch, somewhat defeated, as but a scant few of the hundreds that approach the outpost officiant, who stands at the outer gates of the outpost flanked by a few heavily armored Legionnaires, are actually allowed to pass through the man-door and into the outpost and train-yards proper. You see some swarthy fellows slip pieces of gold to the officiant, while others plead their cases and rationale as to why they should be allowed to enter the recently fallen territory. Some appear to provide some sort of paperwork to the officiant, flashing official looking papers from a Faction or influential Prelacy house, who promptly waves them through. While watching and eavesdropping, you manage to overhear the well-rehearsed speech the officiant provides to those whom don’t provide paperwork or grease his palm, the words monotone and nasally.
“By decree of the Venerated Church, the First Province is a mortal health hazard, and as such, is quarantined under Article Eighteen of the Republic Treatise of Health Act of 1320. Citizens who do not possess a Quarantine Visa issued by one of the recognized Factions of the Republic are considered non-essential to the reclamation of the First Province. Under Article Eighteen, non-essentials seeking entry into an official quarantine zone must petition for entry into a said zone, and state just cause for the issuing of a Quarantine Visa by the perimeter authority.”
The officiant snorts in disdain, then adds the last line to the rehearsed monologue:
“State your business and make it quick, citizen; we’ve enough bodies in there to keep us busy for years without adding yours to the pile, and those VIC are stirring up problems something fierce as of late.”
You ponder the situation for a moment, evaluating your options. It is well known that with the right connections and the right amount of coin, one can get their hands on a Quarantine Visa from any one of the major Factions or Prelacy Families of the Republic, or even a passable counterfeit from more nefarious sources. At the same time, it would appear that the officiant doesn’t appear to be above some simple bribery – although his price may be hefty. However, despite it all, you’re sure that some of those let in appeared to have made a convincing case with the officiant without resorting to subterfuge or immorality. Gathering your wits, you step forward towards the officiant, and make your decision as to how to gain access to the First Province.

As Wite sees the officiant wave him forward to speak his business, he starts talking about his engineering knowledge. He tells the officiant how he used to work on locomotives, or at least the parts of one, before they became the main means of transportation for long distances.

Reaching into his pocket, Wite produces a small artifact. It's a small solid disk, mounted on rings that spin freely on different axes. The ring has a cord attacked to it, and when Wite pulls the cord in a brisk manner, the disk starts to spin. As the disk spins, it stays perfectly oriented on its original direction, no matter which way Wite moves the contraption. Wite asks the officiant to push on the disk while it's spinning, and as he does, the disk starts to turn, but towards a direction 90 degreen from where it's being pushed.

The officiant is amazed by this, and is convinced that Wite truly has knowledge on all things mechanical. Knowing this is a profession that is rare, and much needed, the officiant waves Wite past the door.

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Re: New Application: Wite Melkins

Post by Coty » June 15th, 2021, 10:56 pm

We will need more information about your reason for entering the First Province as well as your character backstory. Please edit your post expanding on these.

Why has he come to this place and not somewhere else? What city did he come from? What factions has he interacted with? Just a few examples.

Thank you!

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