- Out-Of-Character Details:
-Alternate Minecraft Account Name: ("CobaltMonstah")
-Already Accepted Minecraft Name: N/A
-How old are you?: ("18")
-Time-Zone/Country of Residence: ("Central Time Zone/USA/Alabama.")
-Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: ("Not perfect at grammar but, I try my best.")
-Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: ("Yes.")
-Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: ("Yes.")
-How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: ("Recommendation.")
-Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: http://www.lordofthe...hs-application/
- Definitions:
-In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: ("I see it as taking in on a Role/Part In a made-up concept.")
-In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: ("Meta-gaming can refer to those aspects of play that exist outside the gameworld, such as out of character discussions between players and the gamemaster.")
-In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: ("Basically, Forcing the result of one's actions on another character.")
- In-Character Details:
-Character Name: ("Cubult")
-Character Race: ("Mountain Dwarf")
-Character Bio: ("Cubult, A Young-aged male that had been born on Mount Ire. He has been strictly taught on creating crafty elements and compiling different redstone machine entities by his father, |
"Oakult". By the age of "Thirteen," he had moved to Malinor and learned how to create a crafty weapon called the "Diamond Sword."
A weapon so powerful and strong... And yet not many but not few know how to create. The weapon was known to be very dangerous and only to be used in caution,
so he stored it in safe.
He had put it in a spot no-one would ever look, in a hidden chest under his house that is... By the age of "Fifteen" He created a substance or poison if I may, with 3 different ingredents, Firstly comes water, secoundly comes a nether-wart and thirdly comes a spider eye.
"Poison," Is what Oakult called it. It was known to be a very a effective Poison to be exact.
He made alot of the them and gave them to the nearby neighbors and his family, He was living the life in great protection and felt safe for the whole year.
Sadly at the age of "Eighteen" The orc's race had sent war against the dwarves mankind. Alot of Dwarves... dead... Malinor's mayor been killed and from that point in time he had promised himself to give-up his crafty ways and begin to train for war.
At the Day of his "Nineteenth Birthday" he had traveled to the orc's land to slay and raid the empire... but,
in the end he had failed miserably and was locked in prison for 2 years for grief and assassination. From that day and on, he had declared to try to find companions to help him with his affair and begin his journey and leave home as a true warrior!")
-What are your characters ambitions?: ("To get revenge or team up with the Orcs.")
-Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
-Is there anything else you would like to say about your character?: ("Nothing other than his apperance and attitude. He is a stubby dwarf with blue eyes, orange hair, aswell as blue and white clothing. He is a very mean but kind, rough and 'tuff sorta' guy.")
-Open-Response-Questions:
-Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city.
What is your response?: (""Aye' ye' 'ga any armour on sale, I 'ight take one if you don' mind, Ah, 'an do ya' sell any swords or cloth here?" Then Cubult looks at the poor man closely as he reaches in the back to see if there is anything Cubult wanted. Cubult then says: "Aye' lady 'ah ye' okay, you look quite bad ye' young fello'." Then Cubult pulls out a bag of Minas and says: "Here, keep ye' material and juh' take tis' Minas and buy ye' a place to live."
At last, Cubult then puts the Minas on the shop-keeper's desk and walks away.")
-You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon,
What does your character do?: ("He looks at it and says: "Ya fragile Orcs ain't even worth anythin' to Asloun! All ye' do is hug ye' armour and complain 'bout ye' wounds!" And then he pulls out his sword to try to scare the Orc, If he fails then he goes for a swing. If he misses then he will charge towards the Orc screaming for it to get out of the dwarves land or he will call a dragon upon his land.
If the Orc then leaves or gets killed by Cubult, then Cubult will go towards the dwarf and ask him if he is okay. When it's all done he will give the dwarf some gold and tell him to go buy some armour and equipment.")
-Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick, looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man.
What does your character do?: ("Cubult runs up to the poor man and picks up his Minas and puts them in the man's bag, Then Cubult asks: "Ah ye' alright lady, here is ye' Minas ye' old fello'. Ye' also need to be careful around here lady, theres alot of what ya' call "Orcs", There as mean as ye' ol' dragons up there." Then Cubult will quickly craft a stick for the old man and give it to him. And then says: "Here ye' go lady, be careful out there."
And then Cubult watches as the man walks away to make sure he is safe.")
Minecraft Account Name: xXKabasoXx
How old are you?: 13
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:United States UTC/GMT -5 hours
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: .I believe so
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: No but I want to learn about it
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes I do and yes I agreee
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: My friend told me about the server and made it sould like a good-time.
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: The act of taking the role of another character anywhere
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Is using out of character information to ruin others users immersion
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Is making unavoidable actions that make your character unstoppable.
In-Character Details
Character Name: Liam O' Riley
Character Race: Elf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: Liam O'Riley was born in Salvus to two immigrants from the Princedom of Malinor. Liam grew up surrounded by humans, thinking of them as role-models and leaders. His parents never really liked to live under the rule of humans. When Liam was ten years of age, his parents tried to take the family back to Malinor, but Liam refused stating his true family and friends were in Oren. This lead Liam to run away from his family and continue his life in Salvus as a field-hand finding as much work as he could. After years of doing this he met an elf named Drew, Drew and Liam developed a close friendship. Drew sadly could not stay there for long because of his family in Crestfall. Liam continued to work in the fields and make as much money as he could. One day Liam went to the bank to put in some money that he had just made, the banker told him simply he had never opened an account there before. Liam was in shock, he had been saving money there for years and it was now all gone.
Liam now facing bankruptcy decided to leave Salvus and try to live in the wilds alone. Liam used what skills he learned from farming to feed himself, he survived happily there for a few months. One day a group of bandits raided Liam's home in the wilds and took him and everything he owned. Years passed as Liam was held by the bandits, eventually he grew tired of being in captivity and decided to try and escape. Liam actually managed to, but the only problem was he had no money, and no food to survive. Liam decided to go to Crestfall and meet up with his old friend Drew.
What are your characters ambitions?: Liam has always wanted to basically settle down and have a normal life.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: http://steamcommunity.com/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=107000495
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? Liam sees the poor dwarf and decides to walk over and buy something. "What would you be selling" says Liam. "Only the finest armor in all of the land" says the dwarf. Liam feels bad for the dwarf and decides to buy a full set. " I will take a full set of whatever material you have" says Liam. "Great!" says the dwarf, the dwarf hands Liam a set of chain mail armor that is at the verge of breaking. To this very day Liam has this set of armor and has never worn it.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? Liam walks in front of the Orc , despite the orc being twice his weight. "You should leave this dwarf alone for you own good" says Liam. "Says who" says the Orc. " This is Liam O'Riley someone who can ruin your day" says Liam. "How so" says the Orc, " Say you do fight the dwarf, you'll win and get arrested by Oren's military. The Orc is shocked at Liam's ability not to fear him. Liam walks off feeling like he actually helped someone that day.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenseless man. What does your character do?: Liam sees the old man fall over, he purposely avoids touching the money pouch in respect to the old man. Liam pulls up the old man and now helps him organize his money pouch again. "Thank you sir" says the old man. "Just my duty as a good Samaritan says Liam with a kind smile. " Son I owe you a lot, most men these days would have just taken my money pouch and left". "I'm sure most people are better than that" says Liam modestly. "Oh believe me because times are so hard people are getting desperate to get the feeling of having some minas in your pocket" says the old man. Liam says goodbye to the old man and continues on his way.
Minecraft Account Name:Gummbu
How old are you?:15
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Eastern Time/United States
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes, I have a near perfect, precise English Intellect.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:Yes, I go Larping alot in Real Life, I have been on other RolePlaying Servers, and I have played many other Roleplaying style games.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:A friend of mine, named 77minerman
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraft...nique-gameplay/! :
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Roleplaying is the amazing experience and act of being able to be out of your own real time life, and be able to be in the "Shoes" of another fictional being or character.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:The act of meta-gaming is, when someone would use the knowledge from a previous external source which is not involved inside the lord or backstory of the character to affect his/her in game actions. Which would give that player an unfair advantage against the roleplaying world or characters inside of it.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:Power-Emoting is when a person forces an action against another in game player or entity. Like using“Ganbusc crippled the troll”.
In-Character Details
Character Name:Gambusc Of Rewern
Character Race:A Dwarf Of The Forests
Character biography-Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:Gambusc was never like his father Orgvin, coming from a small village of Forest Dwarves, a bit down south of the main city of Karik, Orgvin was always the man to take down the attacker, or to call hence the screams of war between him and his opponent. The village was very proud of Orgvin, he always won in Lumberjacking contests, and had a bountiful short brown beard. Yet Gambusc was different, always into the studies of Alchemy and Magics, and his Beard was a little thicker and longer. Orgvin would not always approve of Gambusc's whereabouts, to the point of when Orgvin would tear apart Gambusc's workshop and throw out all of his Magical herbs and supplies. Yet Orgvin finally gave in, and on Gambusc's 15th birthday, Orgvin handed over his special elven Dark Leather Alchemy Robe over to Gambusc, that Orgvin recieved from an elven warlord before Gambusc was even born.
From then on Gambusc and Orgvin were like "Father-And-Son" once again, they enjoyed life, competed in plenty of spontaneous deeds, and friendly conversations. But when Gambusc was 19, Orgvin suddenly went missing upon the whole entire town, for no reason whatsoever. Many dwarves, friends, and family members searched in the Dwarven Mountains and in other Dwarven Civilizations to find Orgvin, yet even after 3 years, no trace was found. Ever since then Gambusc promised to make his father proud and to live life as a strong, hardy, fun loving, rambucsious mining dwarf who enjoyed strong rum. Gambusc loved adventure, and he traveled all around Asulon in search of fun, and of his father. Gambusc became interested in dungeoneering ever since his visit in Malinor, where he was told many legends and stories of large dungeons, and fierce battling against giant wicked demons and dragons. Many people to this day mistake Gambusc as a human being due to his white beard and his robe, which conceals his dwarven appearance. He is tickled when he is called "Sir" or "Old man" from children. Gambusc's life was turned around at age 33 when he found a lead to his father in the ancient ruins of Allivon. For all of his life he searches for riches in dungeons, for a good time, and most of all, his beloved father Orgvin.
What are your characters ambitions?:To enjoy life, go on many adventures, be loyal to his leige, endure many wonderous and amazing friends, and to find his long lost father.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: N/A
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?When I find this poor Dwarf in his small shop, I suddenly feel a sharp feeling of guilt, sadness, and regret. He is the poor one here, I am the one with gilded weaponry and tons of riches and loot from dungeoneering. I am a migratory Dwarf, and I plan on spending a few weeks here in Arethor, why not help this poor Dwarf? For the whole month that I am there, I help him set up for a better, more suitable shop. I help supply him with more wares and items, and I help rename the store to "Bargrumphs Finest Defence", he is very happy with his new armor and weaponry shop and is finally making a living. On my way out of the city I decide to leave a few thousand coins on his desk for good luck. As I leave, I wish him the best of luck, he now has a nice shop in the market district, but who knows how long he will last, countless robberies and murders have happened in the past decade that have overrun the guards with cases.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?As I approach the scene, I hear blasphemous threats to the Dwarf from the orc;"You better give me your gold, or you will feel my fist crush your tiny skull!" says the orc. The Orc, with a taller, grey appearance and a large red tattoo on his back, resembling an orcish thieving cult. The Dwarf is about one third his size, a very short fellow, almost shorter than I. He wears a simple leather belt and a burgundy leather shirt. His beard is short and orange, and he does not wear any headware. I attempt to be as silent as possible, but I stumble across a strewn fragment of cobblestone, both the orc and the dwarf look my way. I am startled by the Orcs strength in size, and his large, sharp tooth. The surrounding doesn't scare me, but I am tempted to pull my axe out. "Leave, I will crush you too little nave!" Says the orc. I decide that I have had enough of arguing with the orc, I try to motion the other Dwarf to run in the other direction, but I guess this orc is a little brighter minded than alot of the others I see in this area. The Orc walks forth towards me, arching out his chest, he wears no shirt except a large leather signet across his chest. I decide not to take risk, I pull out one of my spare Splashable Invisibility potions that I had left from one of my alchemical experimentations. I dive to the other dwarf and throw the potion at both of us, in a matter of seconds, yet we cannot tell, we have vanished. The large orc is extremely confused at the moment, and looks around, the dwarf and I both run up the northern path to Malinor. When I notice that we are finally into safety, I hand a couple of coins to the other dwarf, and we decide to celebrate with a trip to the nearest tavern, we both part our ways with a hardy laugh and leave content with the day.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:The area around the incident seems to be safe, but I see the nearby idiots stare at the coins. As a couple of poor, roughened humans attempt to jump towards the loot in a rush, I pull my axe out and scream "GET OFF OF THIS MAN YOU FILTHY BAGGARDS!" and I throw my axe at a nearby log, one of the humans is tempted, and runs off with nothing, yet the other human laughs at me, starts putting coins in his pocket, and spits at the old man. I am enraged from this, the constant disrespect for life itself, stealing the only bits of hope from a man who has none. This is enough, I do not know if this man has ever committed a crime before, but I do know that something must be done. I did notice a patrolling guardsman up the road a bit, as the villain is wearing out from hysterically grinning and trying to run, I decide to tie him to a nearby tree, and run over and get the guard. When the guard arrives, the guard chains up the thief and they disappear, I have no idea where they went, but all I know is that this old man is safe. I help the man up, I find a decent sized branch in the nearby brush and I give it to him, it was sturdy enough for him. He was extremely gracious, he attempted to pay me with his money, but I refused. I knew that this man was poor, and needed this money. After the event, I take this man to the nearest Inn down the road, and I feed this man a hearty meal and pay for his bed, I leave him after feeling good about the deed I accomplished.
Minecraft Account Name: SammasC123
How old are you?: 16
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern, U.S.A.
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:Yes
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: My friend Gummbu
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/! :
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Being in a game, playing as your character and only knowing what your character knows.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:. Knowing such things that your character would not know in-game.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Roleplaying in such a way that another person cannot retaliate
In-Character Details
Character Name: Sammes
Character Race: Elf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: 20 years ago, a baby was born, a baby who had his destiny written out for him. He was a high elf, and his father was a famous archeologist who had spent years learning the language of the sky elves. He then in turn, explained it to his son when he was 7. Sammes, or savior in sky elf language was tasked by his father to find what had killed the sky elves, and for why. Sammes left his father and mother when he was 18, seeking residence in nearby temples, for his parent lived in the woods. He there read all of the knowledge the temples contained and learned a startling truth. The sky elves had lived on, far away in a floating island chain. Fast forward 2 years. Sammes had been discovering artifacts and magiks of the sky elves from many temples. He was now using all of his money to travel to the island chains of the sky elves, to learn their wisdom. He was in the air in a magnificent machine, keeping lookout for the sky elves islands when he spotted something in the distance. The Islands! He quickly landed the ship, but noticed something was wrong. There was no one outside. Then he noticed one old man whispering something. “Run.” A magnificent bird came out of nowhere claws outstretched. It barely missed, but grabbed his bag full of all he had discovered. He staggered, than fell off the island. When he woke up, he was on the ground, broke (money wise and body wise), and in need of answers. He now has embarked on a quest to defeat this mighty bird.
What are your characters ambitions?: *defeat the bird *save sky elves
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: no
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I look in pity at the poor dwarf. However, when I look in my pocket, my money is none. I then ask what he sells, and how he has becometh of this sad fate. After hearing his tale of sorrows, I Decide to tell him of an empty temple not too far where the food on the trees grow all year. I then continue on my way through Arethor.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? Having learned of these so called orcs, I know of a weak point in there armor. I pull out my blade and put it directly in the back of his knee stealthily. “Move on, or else” I say in a threatening manner. The orc happily agrees and gets out of the dwarves way while glaring at me.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I quickly look for an elde-tree, a kind mentioned in the temple I had resided in. After finding one I cut off a root and hand it to the man. “this shall not break as long as you stay kind” I say. Then I take one gold, carve an S on it, hand it back with the rest and say “something to remember me by.” I then walk off into the distance remembering the man who saved my life, in the island, in the sky.
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Taking on the role of a character that you would not usually be able to be. You do not only experience this character, but also his or her relationship with other characters in a whole community.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:when you use information that is given in game, though a real person would not know that information, such as going into a room because you see a name through a wall.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: roleplaying in a way that gives an unfair advantage, such as giving the action and outcome in the same text.
In-Character Details
Character Name:Elenvor
Character Race:Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:Elenvor is a 6'2 male human. He is 20 years old. He is very muscular and wears a green tunic and basic wool pants. He has black hair and black eyes. He has a kind heart, yet is incredibly hyper active to the point of annoyance. He is determined to make it on his own like his father did. His preferred weapon is an ax, and is a skilled fighter.
His mother was a tailor and his father was a farmer. Every day he worked hard in the fields, and at night he would work with his mother making clothes. Early in the morning he would wake up and bake the bread for the day, and go catch fish to feed the family. He would spend most of his days out of the village because he would be made fun of because he was taller than everyone and didn’t act like everyone else. Every three days he would go sell what extra food they had at the village market. One of such days a large thunderstorm came and prevented him from heading back to his home. He stayed at the local inn all night, until the thunderstorm subsided. When he got back to his farm he found that it had burned down. He looked frantically for his family, but could not find them. When he started to head back he found a bone. Figuring he had no choice, he decided to leave the village to wait for any sign of his family. Now, a year later, he has given up hope and is on the road looking for a village to settle down in.
What are your characters ambitions?:to find a home to settle down in.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: http://i.imgur.com/43p3M.png
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: No.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I ask what wares he is selling. He says that he has ores from the mines and jewels from distant lands. I look them over to see if I might need anything that he is selling. Seeing a bag of iron ingots that could be of use of in blacksmithing, I ask him how much. When he says 20 Minas, which is much more than I would pay for them, I accept because he is having trouble making his way in the city. I buy them and leave to get back on my way.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I sneak behind a tree, and pulling out the bow I use for hunting. I scream at him to leave the dwarf alone or I’ll shoot. When he pushes the dwarf over and runs at me, I shoot at the orc. I hit it in the side. The orc stumbles from the hit but is back on its feet in an instant. I realize that I have no hope against the creature, so I tell the dwarf to run and make a break for it myself. After about 10 minutes, I lose him in the trees and head back to find the road.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I help him up and lean him against a tree. I then, go into the forest and find a branch for him to use as a temporary walking stick. He thanks me and is about to go on his way when I tell him he dropped some money. I pick it up for him and he gives me a Minas for my help. He thanks me again, and we both go on our ways.
Minecraft Account Name: wolfbane751 How old are you?: 17 Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern Standard Time/USA Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes. Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Neverwinter Nights 2 and a WoW Roleplaying Server. Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes. How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: From my friends. Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: It was deleted. Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/! : Yes.
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Roleplaying is the act playing out your character’s actions and adventures, including their interactions with others in accordance with the setting of the game. In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Metagaming is taking out of character, or real life, information and using it ingame, or in roleplay. In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power emoting is the use of ingame chat to display an action of your character that is beyond their capable means, or leaves the other player you’re interacting with no chance to respond.
In-Character Details
Character Name: Bjorn “Wolfbane” Rothgar Character Race: Human Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: Bjorn “Wolfbane” Rothgar has dark brown hair with a bushy beard, green eyes, and a rugged, leather coat and trousers. Like his father, and even his mother, Bjorn is a mountain of a man. He uses his size and strength in protecting his livestock. Bjorn gained his nickname “Wolfbane” from the times he was forced to fight back hungry wolves seeking to ravage his herd. Bjorn, although with a intimidating demeanor, is a humble man wishing only to defend the honor of his family and livelihood. From the time he was a little farmhand, “Wolfbane”, as he was solely known, committed himself to backbreaking work in order to support his family. In his small village on the outskirts of the realm of Renatus, daily life was tough and its people had great pride in the aspect of community. Just as Wolfbane reached the peak of his manhood, his village was plagued by a long famine. His livestock were consumed for food, but when they were gone, he was forced to pick up his crook and leave. Heading toward the nearest city, Wolfbane hopes to find a new life for himself as a farmer of animals and crops. What are your characters ambitions?:To purchase a large part of land and start a farm for herding and cultivating plants. Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I look at the dwarf and see the poor state of his shop compared to the others which are flourishing with rich goods. I can tell that business has been bad for him, and his state reminds me of my own. I walk over to his stall and my eye catches on a tiny toy sheep. I ask how much it is, and notice that my presence has intimidated the dwarf. He tells me the price; it is five minas. I hand him the coins, give me a smile, and thank him. I notice a quizzical look on his face as I walk away.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I notice that the orc and dwarf are both young males, probably arguing over a small matter. Fearing that the little dwarf will be squashed by the larger orc, I walk over to the two to stop the fight. Stepping between them I stare down the orc and slowly shake my head, “No.” The orc, probably looking for an easier fight, decides not to try his luck against two on one and turns away, giving me one last angry scowl.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: Seeing the frail old man fall down, my instincts drive me to help him. I pick him up, as light as a sheep, and help him over to a nearby tree. Then, I break off a branch and give it to him to use. I look down at the coins and scoop them into my own empty money bag. I try to return it to him, but he insists that it is only a small amount of money and splits the amount in half, giving me the bag and putting the rest in his pockets. Before I can think of a word to say he hobbles away.
Minecraft Account Name: Dilldongo
How old are you?: 16
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: USA (Central time zone)
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes, I have played on many various roleplaying servers
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: My friend referred me to it.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: I have not made any.
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraft...nique-gameplay/! : Yes.
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: The act of roleplaying is to act or play as your own predefined character.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: The act of meta-gaming is telling or recieving OOC information for your own benefit in the roleplay.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: The act of power-emoting is expressing a thought that is not avoidable and/or making yourself a powerful undefeatable figure. It can also be abused to win a fight.
In-Character Details
Character Name: James Miron
Character Race: Human (Northerner)
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: James was born near Arethor in a small farm living only with his father. His mother died during his birth. James' father taught him to hunt, farm, and survive around the age of 12. James' never disrespected his father in any way, he actually felt sorrow for the man, respecting all he did for him. When he was 18 it was the night of "The Great Hunt" and his father set him off to the hunt to compete with all the great hunters from the land of Asulan, but this time without his father as guidance. He was getting older his father told him. After the Great Hunt James returned home with great news.. he then found his fathers farm on fire, burnt to ashes, he ran into the house to find his father dead, killed in cold blood. In a dazed search of sorrow he found one peice of evidence, a shredded piece of cloth. He then passed out due to the extreme conditions around him. The next day a traveling trader found him unconscious near his burned wheat farm. The trader woke him and he told him what happened but was in extreme pain. After a short burial of his father's corpse he left with the trader and set off to Arethor . During this time, he vowed to himself he would abide by the rules his father told him in the past and will live a neutral life. He will also leave the man who did this to his father to find his own path to justice.
James left his small farm with the trader. On the long journey he had became a close friend to the trader, or as you could call him, Granthor. They became great friends, telling about thier past lives and thinking of the future. One eerie night they were starting a camp for the night due to the foggy wheather and Granthor thought he had seen movement in the dark forest near them. After some time, a ruthless group of bandits jumped from the forest and started to attack us. Two of the bandits looted the traders things while another two were bombarding us with hacks and slashes of the sword. I then managed to pick off one of them with my bow. Granthor slammed his waraxe into the hilt of one of the bandits blades causing a confusion. I then slashed him with a killing blow. Then, I felt a sharp pain in my ankle, I was bleeding, I was shot.. Granthor tried all he could to help me, he bandaged me up with a quick bandage and some regeneration potion to help soothe the pain. He tried to hold them off as good as he could. He then ran for them trying for a confusion to let me get away. With this saving touch it caused his death, all because of me. He was shot in the back, all i could do was watch him die.. right in front of me. Then the bandits took me as a prisoner and I couldnt run, I accepted my fate. The bandits took the horse and carriage and started to travel towards Holm. On the way they fed me nothing, they treated me like a slave. Once we neared Holm we stopped for camp. I then heard the bandits talk about their great killings, thievings, and capturings. One of wich was about killing a poor old man, another was about burning a farm down.. that was my ticking point, I didn't care if I was killed. I choked out the bandit that went to the carriage for food, took his knife, cut my rope bindings and wove my way through the forest to the other bandits. I then ran for the unsuspecting other bandit, stabbed him in the neck, took his bow and killed the other bandit within a split second. I then sat there in the cold to finally realise what has happened, and left the camp on the horse. So in the end I set off for my journey to come.
What are your characters ambitions?: Find a new way of life. Choose an evil path, or turn to the herioc side and be trustworthy to others.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: (James is 6'0 with dark brown hair with a brown bushy beard. He is medium built and speaks with a regular english accent. He wears a with a red settler jacket and is a young adult at the age of 25. He is a very calm person with a bit of adventurous tendencies but when it comes to a battle or a serious matter he can become very serious.)
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I would walk by and start a conversation. I would probably say: "Hello sir, what do you have for sale?" and probably start a thriving conversation, as if he is lonely and hasn't had any conversations in a while. I would then buy something from him and donate about 150 minas to the poor man. After buying from the man I would then ask if he has any stories from his adventures. Then I would wish the poor man good luck and best wishes in the future.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I would consult the Orc in a calm manner, I would then ask: "What is the problem here?". The Orc would probably be ignorant towards my question and pick a fight with me. I would then tell the dwarf to leave and finish off my fight with the Orc. I may use trickery to defeat him (without harm) (or with force). If the Orc is smart enough he will leave the fight with no problem.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I would help the old man up and pick up his coins and ask "Are you okay?". Then I would put his coins inside of a temporary pouch found in my inventory and give it to him. I would then help him walk for a bit and I would introduce myself and tell him to stay safe. Next I would find a stick large enough to hold up the poor man's weight and let him get to a safe distance (near a safe place) and I would then leave him with a safe goodbye.
Out-Of-Character Details: i'm a mature roleplay loving player of minecraft and other games and prefer to live the nomadic life style ingame or settle underground
How old are you?: 13
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: U.S.A. western pacific time
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: yes lots
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: yes, and i agree to them
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I found it on google
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: i have no other entries
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:a fun class based game style centerd around quests and exploration
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Never heard of meta-gaming
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: never heard of it
[[center]In-Character Details: i prefer to farm or mine mostly farm and hide in trees or caves only when i have ammased enough resources i will settle down in one place
Character Name:Cavemaster_G
Character Race: elf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: my character hales from the mountinas kingdom of edsili in the great forest island off shore of it. i am a skylord/nomad prefering the trees and sea rather than the ground.
I am normally a friendly fellow prefering to stay away from others most of the time or with my kin high in the trees. i am in my early twentys with a long life of about three hundred years ahead(wihtout desiease of any other delay)
What are your characters ambitions?: to make a living for myself and find others of my kin here
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: Open-Response-Questions[Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? i would walk up to the man and state "let me see your wares fine sir of dwarven-kin!" he shall show me his wares for sale and i will buy nessicary supplies thanking him and wishing him good fortune in the new world.You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?I would run to the orc and dwarf argueing and try to settle it peacefully if i cannot settle it if i cannot than i shall knock the orc out cold and drag him to a village or if i cannot lift his girth let the dwarf leaveWhilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: Rush to his aid helping him to his feet and asking "do you require further assistance?"
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Roleplaying is when an individual changes thier personality to fit anothers role.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:Meta gaming is when your roleplaying, and are using your outside knowledge in game with others.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:Power-emoting (aka God-emoting) is the when a player forces the result of one's action on another character. For example: Bob steals gold for Jim.
In-Character Details
Character Name:Eredor
Character Race:Elf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:My name is Eredor. From the second I arose from my
mother from the humid afternoon they knew I was a they’re child. My father was an
Initiate in his early days. He would make arrests on trespassers. I thought it was an
amazing job. My mother is our housekeeper, and loved to read. She also collects
them, she nearly has an entire bookshelf. My other relatives come from Seventis and
Rienna. I grew up as an only child in Elandriel. But visited the other children in my
town daily. And his favorite part was going to see grandfather. He would tell his
stories from Aegis, and crossing over to Asulon. He would also tell the most exciting,
stomach wrenching stories from far away lands of Asulon. Stories of Orcs, and Dwarven
cities, and dragons. He loved to hear him talk about drakes and dragons. There was
The Guardian Velketzar. He was the first born of the brood. There was also The
Matriarch Xandraza. He also told me about a race that was much like our own but
younger. They were called the Humans. They didn’t have pointed ears like he did.
They had pinkish skin and lived in South East kingdoms of the Holy Oren Empire. He
gave him gifts and opportunities to become very successful in life. But at that time
Eredor was just a small boy. Eredor's older brothers taught him the art of self defence
and hand-to-hand combat. His grandfather last gift was a bow. Far better quality than
he had ever seen. Eredor was stunned. That same week his grandfather had passed
away. He had to get himself together. He had sat around his house for nearly three
months.
Pushing forward with life, he had developed patience from hunting deer and rabbits.
He had big hobby, which was gathering furs from animals. With the time and effort he
put into hunting he became the best sharpshooter in his village. He was a hero. He
has learned from his mother that if he puts effort into anything he will become
successful. But Eredor as a hunter he is, wanted to see more than he has now.
Waking up every morning and greeting the same friendly villager, sitting down to
dinner with his mother and father. Out there, there is a place where I can find a job,
settle down, and do what my father does every day. He was more eager to leave than
anything.
The next ten years Eredor has left his homeland wandering the major cities of Asulon.
He had gotten his first job as an assistant for a merchant in Seventis. He eventually
got to sell his own pelts. Eredor had no idea of how well he was at skinning animals.
He had to sell them in order to keep moving on. He was not the most enthusiastic
about his job but he was getting paid. Now with a full pocket of mina he spent mostly
on better supplies and food he was ready, yet again to explore some more. He has
now yet decided who he "really" is. A wanderer or a settler? Off there in the distance
he sees his new home and a new lifestyle. Heading down the path he can’t wait
another second. This is my story...
What are your characters ambitions?:He hopes in finding a better
life. He is an explorer. A job, and a place to settle down.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:http://imgur.com/IkYHE
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:Nope.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?As a new
comer Eredor is always on his toes. Trying not to make much eye contact with anyone
him proceeds down the street. Some of the civilians bump into him and point fingers.
Children are chasing each other in the street and laughing. “Seems like a nice place”,
he tries to tell himself. Suddenly a man speaks directly to me.
“Aye you look like your not from around here,” the man says.
Hesitantly, I start towards the man. He very short. Must be a dwarf. His shirt is
slightly torn and look like he might need something.
“Looks like your not either”, I argue.
“Its a business laddie”, he chuckles. “I am a wanderer.”
He’s a pleseant and peaceful dwarf. Hopefully I might be able to strike a deal with him.
Woah, those prices are high. Hopefully I can ease my way out of this.
“How bout that bow on your back?” “I have some buyers from the eastern part of
Malinor that will pay a cart load out mina.”
“This was handed down from generation to generation, and is now in my possesion.”
“No, I am not willing to sell it.”
“I see,” the dwarf says. “Very well then, see anything you like?”
A freshly cooked porkchop catches my eye. Cooked almost perfectly. The black around
the edges makes me hungry. I haven’t eaten in a solid eighteen hours.
“How much for the pork?”
“Five minas.”
“Deal.”
He grabs the pork from the counter below and wraps it in some sort of bandage. I take
it and slip it into my pack. Should keep me going to another day or so.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?Peeking through the
bushes two figures catch my eye. Two very obscure shapes. Its a dwarf and a very
large orc. It looks like theres something on the ground, its mina. Lots of it too. I can
barely make out what they’re saying.
“I didn’t do anything!” The dwarf cries.
He absolutely terified. This looks very dangerous. If theres only one orc on the Oren
road at night, shouldn’t there be others? I’ve got to do something quick.
“No please!” “I’m just a lonely old dwarf!”
The orc violently pushes the dwarf backward. Desprately trying to escape the orcs
rage, The dwarf starts to retreat backwards. Quickly I pull my bow from aside and load
the first arrow. Standing in the street, gripping the bows curved structure the arrow
goes flying straight in the temple of the orcs head. His lifeless body drops to the
ground in a thump. That was when the dwarf thanked me.
“Thank you, you have to know that he was going to kill me, right here in this street!”
“Not a problem, I have dealed with these kinds of situations before.”
“Your safe now, tis late go home and get some rest.”
I give him the bag of minas he had dropped previously.
“No, please keep it.” “You have earned my trust.”
Hesitantly I took the bag, even though it was his property. But its good to see that
people are noticing me and its good to travel with some backup mina.
“Aye.”
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:On the road of Malinor I pass some nearby Elves. They take respect of me and I respect them. It’s like a bonding. Same familiar features as from the nation I grew up in, Elandriel. The same building styles, shops, merchant, settlers, and new comers. Walking along I spot a man. A very elderly man, it looks like he hasn’t had any sleep in days. Pants are torn and creased. Trembling and trying to stay balanced. Then his cane that he uses to walk with snaps! Racing over to help him, I see that he is now on the ground. Panic settles in.
“Are you alright sir? That was some fall.”
“Yes, thank you laddie I’m alright. Just not as structurely sound as I used to be.”
I put an arm around his shoulder and help him to an upright position. The poor man thinks he can try to walk again. I reach out my hand signaling that he should not go alone.
“I think your going to need some help getting home without that cane.”
“Yes please do.”
I once again put my arm around his shoulder and we start to walk down the street.
“My name is Eredor.”
“Ulrick, pleased to meet you.”
“What brings you to the Elven nation of Malinor, Ulrick?”
He laughs, “I live here.”
From there on we each arranged stories, Some of my grandfather and my past relatives, and my passion for skinning animals. Ulrick is a fisherman, and loved making beer. Then he told me stories that were very disturbing.
“I was one of the last of my family to escape from Aegis. The undead came.”
I was shocked when I heard he was friends with Blundermore! The man who pieced together the map from each nation. Stories say that he wanted to get as far away from Aegis as possible.
“My other family members decided that they were staying because they thought it would get better. That the undead would go away.”
The rest of the walk home was silent.
When I reached his home he gave me something.
It was a small bag filled with items, not very heavy. It was mina
“I won’t last much longer, my body is at its limit. I bet you can’t wait until your eight-hundred years old!”
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Roleplaying is creating a character and giving that character life. You create a story for that person by interactiing with others and doing certain actions that can affect the people around him/her. By doing this, you show what type of person he/she is and how they behave in the world.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: It's using OOC in IC. For instance, if someone says OOCly that a criminal is in the sewers and you go down there knowing OOCly but not ICly. You can't do that because your character doesn't know ICly and thats cheating.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: It's when you do something where the person you're roleplaying with has no chance to react at all. If someone attacks you they can't say "*swings his sword across,cutting the man's neck*. You can only say "*attempts to swing sword, hoping to cut the man's neck*. You have to give the person a chance.(
In-Character Details
Character Name: Ribryn Elros
Character Race: Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
Ribryn has mid-long black hair and is about 6'1" in height. His skin is slightly pale and has a smooth touch to it. He usually wears a red, silky shirt with black pants and shoes. He is currently 21 years old. Ribryn is a bright and kind young man who seeks to make people happy. He will go above and beyond if it means even one person happy. Ribryn has a warm personality and will go so far as to show the cruelest person kindness. When threatened, his kindness fades away and he shows a somewhat cold nature. He won't kill unless he has to and if someone close to him is in a life threatening situation.
Ribryn was born into a moderately rich family in a large town. His parents loved him greatly but put an immense amount of rules that he had to abide by. He followed them and never once disobeyed them. Ribryn didn't like it all of the time but saw that it was for the best and just hid his pain with a smile. His parents hoped for him to be a perfect child, one that would bring light into a dark world. They had high hopes for Ribryn and used their wealth so that he would have the ability to obtain that dream. Ribryn practiced swordsmanship with guards amongst the town and his father saw to it that he did well. As time passed and he grew older and wiser, his time at home was coming to a close and he would have to begin his life in the world. His parent's dream was passed onto him and he made sure to fulfill it. Ribryn left his home on the day of his birthday and set off to start the long journey ahead of him.
What are your characters ambitions?: To create a peaceful world where each race can live in harmony and happiness. He seeks for a world where people can understand each other and live on by sharing their pain.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?
Ribryn walks at a slow pace through the crowd and notices the small dwarf yelling out to the people. Ribryn stops and begins to rummage through his pockets, checking to see how much money he has on him. He looks back up and struts off towards the dwarf with coins in hand. The rough looking dwarf looks up to Ribryn with a bright smile on his face. "What can I get ya?" "I'll take the shirt off of your hands." The dwarf's smile brightens even more, happy that he is receiving even small amount of money. "It'll be one silver coin." Ribryn flinches a little at the price he just told him but nevertheless he hands him the coin. The dwarf shoves the coin into pocket and quickly hands Ribryn the shirt. "Thank ye." "My pleasure. Farewell." He disappears into the crowd and the dwarf returns to calling out to the people but this time with more confidence.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?
Ribryn walks down the street with hands in his pockets until noticing the events occuring not far away. He jogs off quickly, hoping he makes it there before they start a fight. When he reached him, the two men were yelling loudly and were blabbering on about how the dwarves were better or how the orcs were better. "Both of you need to calm down!" They looked at Ribryn with disgust and anger. "Shut up, ya fool!" They ignored him and went back to their fustrating bickering. Seeing that he would have to take it up a notch, Ribryn raised his voice. "Enough! You're arguing over nothing. No one is better than anyone. Just stop!" The orc and dwarf glared before they both replied at the same time. "Fine!" They walked off with haste and still somewhat angry. Ribryn was glad though because at least he stopped the fight.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:
Ribryn kneels down and begins to inspect the man, checking for any injuries he many have sustained. The old man seemed to be fine but a little shaken up from the fall. "Are you alright?" The frail man looked up to him and gave a firm nod. "Here. Grab onto me." He held his arms and the man obliged by holding onto him. Ribryn let the man lean on him and brought him over to a spot where he could sit. "Stay here. I'll go grab your money." Ribryn took off towards the pile and began picking it up. He then jogged back to the man and handed him his money. He took it and placed it into a small pocket on his waist. "Thank you. I am grateful." Ribryn just gave a him a bright smile. "Do you need help walking?" The old man let out a little chuckle before responding. "No, no. The town is not far away, I can make it. Please take this." He held out a couple of silver coins, giving him a small grin. "Im afraid I can't accept that." The man stared for a moment but then closed his hand. "If you insist..." Ribryn helped the man up to his feet and they went their ways. That man wouldn't forget his kindness that day.
Minecraft Account Name:roboxroz1
How old are you?:12
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Singapore
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:No,but I want to learn it
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:Yes,I agree
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:My friend told me about it
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/! :
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:taking the role of another character
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:using out of character information to ruin others users immersion
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:making unavoidable actions that make your character unstoppable.
In-Character Details
Character Name:roboxroz
Character Race:human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:roboxroz was a northerners who was born in salvus.His father was a miner who dug up exquisite treasures from the depths and inspired roboxroz to be one to.His mother died while giving birth to him.
At the age of 12,he started helping his father with mining.One day,while they were mining,his father was crushed by rocks and died.That traumatising event made roboxroz only mine occasionally.At the age of 16,he saw someone hunting animal which made him take up archery and guard the keep.
What are your characters ambitions?:To become a master archer and keep his city safe
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/79712/mr360games-aka-double-fail/
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?roboxroz would take pity of him and buy a fullset of armor of any material
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?Roboxroz would go to the military for help as he knows he could not face the danger unarmed alone
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:He would help the old man gather his coins and not pocket any of it in respect to the old man
Out-Of-Character Details
Minecraft Account Name:Lordvanorhost
How old are you?:19
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:GMT united states
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language
Yes i do.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:
Yes i have had expirience in several different games
]Have you read and understood and agree to the rulesyes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft"forums
]Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:
DefinitionsIn your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Roleplaying is the act of becoming a character in a world that is not ours. you essentailly are a different person in it
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:metagaming is the act if knowing this that your character would have no knowledge of or using skill he would not have[/color]
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: power emoting is be over dominate and overpowered Example: "Tharan then killed jerry and mangled his corpse"
Jerry had no chance to speak or react to the situation and was terminated but means unknown to the reader [/color]
]In-Character Details
Character Race:Darkend human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:Lord Vanorhost is human. or at least that is what his mind tells him. He knows little of his true history. but knows he fights a deep dark hatred for all living things.
Long ago there was a land in the deep north of all in the winter cold. This land was tainted by an evil ruler known as Norrendar. Norrendar was a powerful warlock and held evil magic at his fingertips. He ruled his kingdom very bluntly oppresively and made sure his people suffered. There was a small boy in this kingdom, Named Dio, whom was all alone. Due a plague caused the evil lords magic his family was all passed and he struggled and theived to survive. He was stealing bread from a local bakery in the deep of night when the baker's wife arose at a noise. She traveled downstairs only to find the boy covered in mud stealing her husbands bread. She attempted to scream "Guar-!" She was cut off only to find the boy staring at her in anger. the began to swallow her own tounge and the boys eyes widened. She choked to death in her husbands kitchen and the boy realized he was responsible, but it was not guilt he felt, but excitement!
The boy grew and continued practicing his dark secret until he had grow in such a way as to counter the evil lord that made him live this way. And on fateful night he snuck into the lords castle as he had done before for food and made his way to the chamber. The guards were easily put to sleep by this darkened boy.As he came into the room he found the lord sleeping in his bed. And he felt the anger.but this was not the familiar anger of his power he felt. All the rage of his life was crashing down on him for his sister mother and fathers deaths. and without a moments notice the Evil lord was desintigrated.And the boy would be the king of the land.
He was a tyrant much like the once before him and a fury like no other. Then a group of white priests, who had been converting in his town came to him in the night. They attempted to cleanse him and as they said the final rights to do so he vanished from there.
And our story begins as a man with a hatred and no memory only wanting to be a kind soul but having no help to do so
What are your characters ambitions" listed above
]Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:will show in game
[color=#FF8C00]Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:no[/color][color=#FF8C00]Open-Response-Questions[/color][color=#FF8C00][i]Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.[/i][/color][color=#FF8C00][i
]Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?
[/i][/color][i][color=#FF8C00]You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?[/color][/i][i][color="#FF8C00"
]Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:[/color][/i]
Minecraft Account Name: lawlmansayshi
How old are you?: 13 I know i am young young but i'm mature for my age
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Arizona, U.S.A
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: No I have not.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: YouTube channels like TeamLDU.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: Yes I have but i cant find then. :[
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraft...nique-gameplay/! : No I have not but I will after I post this.
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Role playing in my own definition is something that deals with a character you're pretending to be as.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: An interaction between characters when one character knows something when they’re not supposes to know in character. EX some one dies in the next town but you know that it happened and you start RP with it.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Using knowledge from a previous game or external source which the character would not know, allowing the player to have a unfair advantage against certain opponents or situations in the game.
In-Character Details
Character Name: orezy but it most likely well not be hes name i'm thinking of some good names.
Character Race: Dwarf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
I was born in Kal'Urguan the capital of the dwarves a long time ago. My mom died in child birth and my dad spent most of his time in the mines trying to support me but he didn't make a lot of minas and he couldn’t support me so when I was 12 I got a job working with a black smith I hated the job and I hated the old man, the black smith. I didn’t even get 9 mina for working a 14 hour job. So after my dad died in the mines of Kal'Urguan in a mining accident, I quit my job and I joined the army clan.
In the army I learned how to fight with a sword and shoot a bow. I was real good at shooting a bow. It was no more than a year when the undead came, I fought in many large battles, but soon it was time to flee Aegis. So when i reach the knew land Auslon having lost my honor i wonder.
I am now a wondering bum with a stained shirt, greasy hair, breath that smells of ale, and a long beard that I never cut and a horrible smell from never taking a bath. I wander from town to town helping out my fellow lads and fighting the evil monster of this world. Height 5’4, Weight 130, Age 8 seasons aka 56.
What are your characters ambitions?: He has no ambition but to wander.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:http://imgur.com/gallery/kcs5s/new
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
His weapons are a rusty sword and his good ole bow.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I was walking in the mighty city of Arethor a human city when I here a voice a shouting arrows, bows and swords for cheap. As i walk over there I see that its a dwarf, so i walking over there and ask him why his selling all those weapons cheap. He tells me that his wife needs medical treat meant and he doesn't have the money to pay for it. I ask him how much he needs and he says he needs 700 hundred mina sadly I didn't have that much but I did have 359 hundred mine so I gave him all that and i moved on.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf.There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I was walking on a run down road when I came across a orc mugging a tiny dwarf, so him being on of my kind I walk up to the orc and tell him to move on but the orc shoves me to the ground and just start betting me half to death I Finley pass out because the pain was so bad. I wake in a pool of blood I thought it was mining tell i looked to my side then i see the died dwarf I get up and run to the next town and tell the guard about it.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I was walking down a old road down to malinor when i see a old man collapse and a bag of minas spill out i reach down to pick it up for the old man but the old man broke his hip when he fell so i told him that ill go get help, i probe him up on a old oak tree and run off to the nearest town town to go get help. I ran up to a group of men to help me carry him back here so the town Doctor can help him. when we get there the human men pick him up and carry him back to there town and I carry on to the next town. 0
Minecraft Account Name: Dekorballord
How old are you?: 13, 14 in December
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: EST Canada
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: I am quite skilled in the English language, and generally correct others who do not have as well a grip as I in communication abilities.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: I used to play on a small RPG server, that was wildly glitchy and had few accurate details.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: I have, and I do.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I was searching for an RPG server on the minecraft forums, and this one was recommended
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/! :
I have.
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Role playing is when you control a virtual, or in some cases other dimensional, character completely and totally, and control them as if you are them. Usually when you role play it's with friends, and you go on epic quests, fight amazing monsters and generally be epic.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Using a pre determined strategy that allows you to strain or exceed the intended limits of a game.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Doing something to another character without their approval.
In-Character Details
Character Name:Dekorballord
Character Race:Elf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
Darfin was a unique elf, born in the darkest part of the forest and since birth especially strong in magic. However it was not the regular magic he was powerful in. While other elven children were powerful in nature magic, Darfin was the master of darkness. Many did not know he could use the shadows as he did, but they all knew of his weakness in nature. He was mocked as he grew, laughed at and shunned, and inside him a part of his soul embraced the darkness and turned him malevolent. As he grew older, he became more and more hateful, and eventually he killed one of the other elves.
The high elves were horrified, and sent elves to capture him. But Darfin had already escaped, leaving a message behind. "All my life you shunned me, even my parents refused to look at me when they found out about my prowess in the dark arts. I could've made the forests safe, spying on all evil creatures as they wandered through shadows, but you shunned me. You shunned me, and you shall pay! I swear from this day forth every elf I encounter will regret stepping in their shadow, and none who travel in darkness will be safe from my wrath" The elves exiled him, and forbid any further contact with him.
What are your characters ambitions?:
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: I will post the picture after I make the skin. (Sorry!)
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: He is prejudiced against elves, but not blind: If one is truly nice to him he will not shun them as he was. He is also nice to species that are not elves.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? As I have been shunned by my own people and know what it is like to have nothing to call my own but my clothes I go over to him. I speak to him, explaining why I would like to help him, and that I am not trying to trick out of his already few possessions. I take him to a place where I can talk to him privately, and I show him the things that I have collected, magical items that would sell far better than his current wares. I offer that he take any one that I have, and sell it to buy food, new clothes and a place to live.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? Being who I am, I would use the shadows to wrap him and the dwarf up. I would go up and tell the dwarf I am on his side, then release him. Then I would pull out the short sword that I received from the shadows had gifted me, in case the Orc somehow broke free of his magical prison. I would ask the Orc why he was doing what he was, and if the answer I receive is not one I like, I would slay the Orc, and destroy his body, adding his spirit to my power.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:I help the man up, and forge him a new tool from the shadows. This is a magical walking stick, one that would heal the mans injuries if he was holding it when he received them. It would also give him a level of protection from any who tried to harm him. I would gather his coins and give them back to him along with a new sack. Furthermore I would give him some of my own coins to help him on his way.
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:
The act of roleplaying is making up a fictional character and playing as him/her in first person through their daily life.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:
The act of meta-gaming is taking information from out of character (OOC) and acknowledging or using that information in character (IC). An example would be say you were on teamspeak with a friend and he said he was selling iron. And you walk up to him on the server and say, “I heard you were selling iron, could I get some?” Meta-gaming is treatable, thankfully.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:
The act of power-emoting is emoting with a one-sided advantage. What I mean by this is for example: “Azrak punches the guard in the gut.” That is power-emoting. It should be: “Azrak attempts to punch the guard in the gut.” This gives the player a choice as to what he/she can do with the role-play.
In-Character Details
Character Name:
Azrak Blackwind
Character Race:
Dwarf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
Azrak was born 415 years ago to a set of wonderful parents. His father was in the Legion and respected as a fierce fighter and a loyal dwarf. His mother was one with a big heart. She was very kind and cared for Azrak more than he knew. His childhood was filled with great memories. Azrak was an adventurous beardling with a quick temper. He often got in fights with the other beardlings these fights usually resulted with him winning because Azrak was very muscular. His father not wanting his son to grow up like him introduced him to the craft of blacksmithing. Azrak was immediately addicted to smithing and became quite good at it. As years went on and his skill increased, Azrak decided it was his time to leave.
Azrak was now at the age of 370 years old. He had become legendary with his skill in blacksmithing and wanted to make a bigger profit. So after talking with his father and packed up and headed to the human lands called the Holy Oren Empire. Here he set up shop making armor, weapons, and everyday tools for the people. Azrak felt that he had gained everything he wanted to in life and now he had the perfect life. He was doing what he loved and was making good money at it. Through all of this he found himself still searching for something but, he could not figure it out. What was it?
What are your characters ambitions?:
Azrak’s ambitions are to go settle down in the Human kingdom and possibly become a smith and soldier for a House of Oren.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Skin is attached.
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
He is very skilled with a battle axe and can use a great sword with ease. He has studied the art of smithing for years and has become well adapt and considered one of the best smiths in the land.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?
Azrak walks over to the poor dwarf immediately feeling compassion for him. “Ello lad, wut migh’ ye be sellin’ dis fine day?” The poor dwarf looks up seeing a fellow dwarf and responds with a smile. “I be sellin’ some ore, an iron sword, a few apples, and an iron pick axe. Would ye like to buy anythin’?” Azrak thinks to himself for a few seconds before responding as he pulss a bag of minas out of his satchel. “I believe I ‘ake tu apples and five iron ore.” Without another word out of the dwarf, Azrak generously gives him 200 minas. The dwarf looks down and a big smile grows on his face. “Dis is incredible! I shall go open a shop. Tank you much! ‘ere are yer items.” Azrak smiles and takes the apples and the ore nodding and walking off, proud that he made someone’s day better.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?
Azrak seeing a fellow dwarf being harassed goes to investigate. Watching from a distance he sees that the dwarf is beginning to be threatened. Knowing that an Orc would never want to take on two mad and armed dwarfs he walks from behind the tree with his axe drawn. As the Orc looks to Azrak he throws the other dwarf another spare axe. “I suggest ye leave de dwarf alone caus dis won’ end well fer ye.” The Orc looking to each of the dwarfs sees there is no end to this that will favor him and turns around stomping off. Azrak turns to the other dwarf swinging his axe onto his back and taking the spare on back. “Dat wa’ a close one.” The other dwarf handing him the spare axe, nods. “Aye, tank ye fer yer ‘elp.” Azrak nods and walks off.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:
Azrak seeing the poor man fall to the ground immediately runs over to help him up. “Are ye’ alroight? Ye took qui’ te fall dere.” The old man looks up then to his minas on the ground. Azrak seeing him being a little uneasy he reaches down and picks up the minas. “I believe des belongs to ye eh?” Azrak smiles handing the bag of minas back to the old man. “Ah, yes thank ye so much for helping.” Azrak helps the man up. “Not a proble’, always me hono’ to ‘elp.” Azrak then turns and walks off.
Minecraft Account Name:
Hex37
How old are you?:
19
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:
EST/USA
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:
Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:
I have been apart of 3 minecraft RP servers so far.
The first was Ragnarok; Songs of Discord. I never really left Ragnarok, and I think I never will. Most of everything I have learned about RP and the manipulation thereof I have learned in Ragnarok. It has been, unfortunately, been under construction for the better part of 4 months now, so I'm looking elsewhere.
The second was Assassin's Creep, a Renaissance Italy Assassin's Creed remake. I left that server promptly after I discovered that it was quite literally owned and operated by 13 year olds, and featured some very uncomfortable rp-situations. That combination weirded me out more than a little, and I left as a result.
The third server I joined for RP was Dragonsreach. It had a good premise, but the players on the server focused more on factions than RP, and often put it before actual story.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:
Yes.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:
Word-of-mouth.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: Last app from a very long time ago. It wasn't on the forums, so I linked the minecraft forum post.
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:
Roleplaying is a method of telling a story with many people at once. Good roleplay is when you can successfully build a believable story with the people you're around. The best kind of roleplay only happens in a very fleeting moment, where for a split second, the entire scene happening in game seems nearly real.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:
Metagaming is when you take knowledge you couldn't possibly know in character and acting upon it, breaking the fourth wall and usually generating HORRIBLE RP.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:
Powergaming happens when you try to force your version of a scenario on another player. Usually, this devolves into a very ty "NUH UH, YUH HUNH" scenario not uncommon on kindergarten playgrounds all across the world. Power-emoting is an extension of this, where you implement damaging acts with an emote, without giving the other player a chance to have their character react.
In-Character Details
Character Name:
Devin "Devry" Ryder
Character Race:
Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
In the past, Devry was an ambitious businessman with an investment opportunity simply couldn't pass up.
He was the new courier who was supposed to pick up the new shipment of armor you just ordered.
Devry *ahem* Devin Ryder the Third, I mean, was once a wealthy aristocrat who sold off his land at a one-time low price.
Confused yet? Devry isn't. "Devry" (A shortening of his full name, DEVin RYder) once made an entire lifestyle out of being able to look and sound like all these things, and many more. He's an ex-con man, by nature and trade, and at one time he was a pretty damn good one. To him, putting on a different persona is as easy as putting on a different pair of shoes, though occasionally he wishes he could put on a new life too.
Devry's REAL identity is, to him, an unbearably humble one. Devin Ryder began his life in a troupe of traveling thespians. His parents, though quite caring (in their own sardonic way), never could get a handle on their little Devin while he was growing up. He had a reputation for being wild, yellow-eyed devil, and an even bigger reputation for playing pranks on other actors in the troupe.
At the tender age of 5, when Devin was finally old enough to take the stage, he took to it like a fish in water; but found it lacking. Being a naturally indignant kid, he thought his skill was wasted on his troupe's small stage on the back of a dinky cart. He wanted something bigger for himself in life. I bigger stage, a bigger payout and a bigger audience.
By 16, he felt himself ready enough to try using his skills on the biggest stage imaginable; Valnor itself. Apparently, he wasn't. He was caught red handed the first time he tried to con someone out of their Virae. He managed to escape, but his little farce was enough for the entire town to hear about it by the day's end. He had reached an impasse; the local law was out to make an example of him, but he'd rather hang himself than so much as look at his parents again. Eventually, he resolved to strike out on his own.
That was about 5 years ago.
In that time, Devry made more mistakes in life than he could count or like to recount. He never gave up on trying to act his way into the big leagues, however. In that time he had earned himself nothing more than bumps, bruises, and hard time in jail. The last time he got out of jail was only about a year ago. This time, he hopes for a fresh start. Gods forbid, maybe this time he'll take up an honest job. He can sew, maybe he'll be a tailor.
Today, Devry is roughly 5'10, and looks to be in his late twenties. What he's wears is very rarely constant, but tends to revolve around a long-sleeve shirt and slacks. Usually, he will be wearing a hat of some sort that does it's best to shade his bright yellow eyes. It's rather noticeable shade that he's found to be more of a curse than a blessing over the years. Almost always, he will be smiling a ***** beam.
What are your characters ambitions?:
Devry wants to be rich, and he wants to outsmart the best. He wants to trick the trickster, blind the eye of justice, and make faces at kings and queens. His ambition has no upper limit; his pride drives him to forever be trying to be something more, until he dies.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
He's funny, and he makes moves you'd never expect, kind of like a weasel.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? Devin would definitely take a look at his wares. A dwarf in a human city, especially a new dwarf in a human city, is going to be starting out with low prices, and Devin knows how to make a desperate shopkeeper haggle prices even further. Plus, he can make a bonus on the resell simply by stating that they're "an exotic goods from the Dwarven kingdom."
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?
The first thing Devry would do is cuss. Under his breath, of course, and only because he'd have to get his coat dirty to pull this one off.
It'd be totally worth it though, he knew.
He'd drop his coat on the side of the road, place his prized beret lightly atop it, roll up the sleeves of his undershirt, ruffle his hair a bit, and maybe get a little fresh dirt on it. The result would be that worn look common to a bandit living in the countryside.
Finally, after prepping himself properly, he'd get their attention.
Predictably, would ask what the **** Devry wants. Devery would identify them vaguely as the one orc he heard were hanging around the Oren Road. Using some knowledge he picked up about one of the larger raiding parties in the area, Devry would then tell him that those guys were buildin up for somethin big and were havin him look around for some muscle (they weren't.) He'd then ask if the orc would like to be that muscle.
Asking for a monetary finder's fee (Only a small amount; nothing too much; Half now, half when you get there, ya?), he'd then direct the orc to a very, very fake meetup point where this recruitment stuff was going down.
After he got the brute to leave, he'd then give the dwarf a sly wink, and tell him to be thankful that Ole Devry came along when he did. The Dwarf would think he was a smug chap, the orc would soon want him to be a dead chap (only after getting lost in the forest), and Devry would get to pocket some cash on the side. Everybody wins!
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:Devin, being a seasoned con-man, thief, liar, and general hoodlum for most of his life would do what comes naturally to him. He would help the old man up, help him, by hand, all the way to Malinor, and have the codger treat him to a drink, all the while asking about Malinor, and collecting juicy tips; known only to old men and locals.
...What? Carrying a defenseless old man when entering a city for the first time is a perfect way to not only get in good the guards, but with the ladies too. You can't argue with the ladies.
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In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: The act of roleplaying is to act or play as your own predefined character.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: The act of meta-gaming is telling or recieving OOC information for your own benefit in the roleplay.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: The act of power-emoting is expressing a thought that is not avoidable and/or making yourself a powerful undefeatable figure. It can also be abused to win a fight.
In-Character Details
Character Name: James Miron
Character Race: Human (Northerner)
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: James was born near Arethor in a small farm living only with his father. His mother died during his birth. James' father taught him to hunt, farm, and survive around the age of 12. James' never disrespected his father in any way, he actually felt sorrow for the man, respecting all he did for him. When he was 18 it was the night of "The Great Hunt" and his father set him off to the hunt to compete with all the great hunters from the land of Asulan, but this time without his father as guidance. He was getting older his father told him. After the Great Hunt James returned home with great news.. he then found his fathers farm on fire, burnt to ashes, he ran into the house to find his father dead, killed in cold blood. In a dazed search of sorrow he found one peice of evidence, a shredded piece of cloth. He then passed out due to the extreme conditions around him. The next day a traveling trader found him unconscious near his burned wheat farm. The trader woke him and he told him what happened but was in extreme pain. After a short burial of his father's corpse he left with the trader and set off to Arethor . During this time, he vowed to himself he would abide by the rules his father told him in the past and will live a neutral life. He will also leave the man who did this to his father to find his own path to justice.
James left his small farm with the trader. On the long journey he had became a close friend to the trader, or as you could call him, Granthor. They became great friends, telling about thier past lives and thinking of the future. One eerie night they were starting a camp for the night due to the foggy wheather and Granthor thought he had seen movement in the dark forest near them. After some time, a ruthless group of bandits jumped from the forest and started to attack us. Two of the bandits looted the traders things while another two were bombarding us with hacks and slashes of the sword. I then managed to pick off one of them with my bow. Granthor slammed his waraxe into the hilt of one of the bandits blades causing a confusion. I then slashed him with a killing blow. Then, I felt a sharp pain in my ankle, I was bleeding, I was shot.. Granthor tried all he could to help me, he bandaged me up with a quick bandage and some regeneration potion to help soothe the pain. He tried to hold them off as good as he could. He then ran for them trying for a confusion to let me get away. With this saving touch it caused his death, all because of me. He was shot in the back, all i could do was watch him die.. right in front of me. Then the bandits took me as a prisoner and I couldnt run, I accepted my fate. The bandits took the horse and carriage and started to travel towards Holm. On the way they fed me nothing, they treated me like a slave. Once we neared Holm we stopped for camp. I then heard the bandits talk about their great killings, thievings, and capturings. One of wich was about killing a poor old man, others where about destroying houses, and killing families. I sat by the camp fire with no emotion. They cheered and roared with there new found jackpot. I was tied down to a tree, my hands were partially free. They threw one piece of bread at my feet as if I could reach it.
Throughout the night they drank ale and spoke of new ways of stealing. All I could think of was leaving this rotten group of misfits. Over time they all got drunk and passed out, too bad I couldnt sleep, I was in shock due to the things that have happened. When the early morning rolled around I heard a loud crunching sound behind me, almost like a spider, the ticking sound was very loud. I turned my head to look at it and saw a huge ferocious creature. It was a large black Scaddernak inspecting the carriage. As I turned I flinched causing me to make a loud sound from hitting the tree. The scaddernak saw me and did a loud horrid screech. This screech caused the bandits to wake up in a great confusion they stood up and they grabbed their weapons. The Scaddernak was very startled, it then slammed his pincer carriage crushing it into pieces. One of the bandits started yelling warcries and shooting the large creature, making it more irritated, it then loomed over him and crushed the bandit with its great claws. It demolished the camp within seconds. I could only watch, struggling to get out of my bindings. One of the bandits ran towards me taking cover behind the tree. As the bandit shot with his bow and arrow at the Scaddernak it became very irritated and slammed its pincer into the tree, the slam loosend my bindings just enough that I could escape. With great timing I escaped and ran. One of the bandits was chasing me down with his iron knife, he grabbed me and started to jab me, I then uppercutted him right in the jaw, causing him to be discombobulated, but also causing me to stumble. I stood up from the ground looking the scaddernak in the eyes and took off running for the hills. The scaddernak seemed not to follow me, It seemed to be distracted by the bandits so I didn't look back until I got to a far distance. As I looked back I saw was the Scaddernak ripping everything to shreads. Not a man was left standing. I walked miles and miles until I found a small house in the forest. The owner of the house was nice enough to let me stay for the night. I cleaned myself up over the night and had my first sleep in a while. The next morning I left for the Sanctuary of the Cloud Temple. My journey into a new life, regardless of all the things that have happened begins here.
What are your characters ambitions?: Find a new way of life. Choose an evil path, or turn to the herioc side and be trustworthy to others.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: (James is 6'0 with dark brown hair with a brown bushy beard. He is medium built and speaks with a regular english accent. He wears a with a red settler jacket and is a young adult at the age of 25. He is a very calm person with a bit of adventurous tendencies but when it comes to a battle or a serious matter he can become very serious.)
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I would walk by and start a conversation. I would probably say: "Hello sir, what do you have for sale?" and probably start a thriving conversation, as if he is lonely and hasn't had any conversations in a while. I would then buy something from him and donate about 150 minas to the poor man. After buying from the man I would then ask if he has any stories from his adventures. Then I would wish the poor man good luck and best wishes in the future.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I would consult the Orc in a calm manner, I would then ask both the orc and the dwarf "What's the problem here?" knowing the Orc nature, he/she would probably be ignorant towards my question. I would then make sure that the situation is solved and if the Orc wishes to pick a fight let it be so. I would tell the dwarf to go back to his regular business and start to fight with the orc. I would fight with all my life, holding my iron sword I would use a diversion and tire out the orc. I would then try my best to knock the orc out, causing him to back off. I wouldnt want to kill him, but if it comes to it I would. In the end the orc would end up leaving after I spare his life, then solving the conflict
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I would help the old man up and pick up his coins and ask "Are you okay?". Then I would put his coins inside of a temporary pouch found in my inventory and give it to him. I would then help him walk for a bit and I would introduce myself and tell him to stay safe. Next I would find a stick large enough to hold up the poor man's weight and let him get to a safe distance (near a safe place) and I would then leave him with a safe goodbye.
Minecraft Account Name: Trager92
How old are you?: 19
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: US Mountain Time (UT, CO, ID, etc.)
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: I like to think of myself as one with a near perfect grasp on the English language; But I am not above misspelling or fowling up my punctuation some.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes, I roleplay often with a group of friends on a system we created ourselves, along with extensive experience within the World of Warcraft universe.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: I have indeed.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: Found your server up on the mincraftforum.net server list and decided to test it out.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: NA.
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraft...nique-gameplay/! : Not yet, soon after this though.
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Filling a role within a story told by yourself and your peers in a friendly, gaming environment.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Using information you've gained out of character to effect the story in some way, shape or form.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Making an action within your post that is unavoidable, or cannot be prevented by the players that may be affected by it.
In-Character Details
Character Name: Aeteris
Character Race: Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
Born and raised within the heart of Oren; Aeteris was known by Braden Eldris for the majority of is life, working along side his parents on the relatively small patch of farmland they owned. He grew strong, able-bodied tilling fields and keeping the livestock in check- But the peaceful existence only lasted so long for the working family.
One summer evening, as the moon reached its peak in the starry sky; The family awoke to the harsh burn of smoke in their lungs and war cries in the fields around their home. Confused, and afraid, his mother hid within the depths of their cellar as Braden and his father ran into the fields to face the raiding bandits. It was no contest, the bandits easily struck them both down; Leaving the young man barely grasping the last spark of life within him as the home and fields burned around him.
The heat was immense, but he was spared suffocation as he lay in the blood-soaked mud and cried out in pain from the searing blazes. His flesh was forever scarred by the event, his mind no better. It took him months to recover, saved only by a passing citizen whom took him in and saw fit to nurse him to life. That was the day Braden died, and Aeteris was born from his ashes. He dawned a set of white-stained leathers, covering himself from head to toe as he set out to learn the ways of the rogue; In hopes to prevent any family from suffering his fate ever again.
What are your characters ambitions?: Learning to fight with bladed, one-handed weapons; empowering himself, and protecting those he deems in danger.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: My skin can be found here.
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: He is not set in stone, his mind is fragile as most are following tragedy; He is almost assured to change as I RP him, learn lore more, and grow more comfortable.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?
I looked at the dwarf for some time, remembering the feeling of standing beside my father and hearing his cries to sell the harvest on busy streets; It seemed strange that this person I'd never met before would bring such vivid memories to life. I stood out of the way, for quite awhile before searching my pockets for any coin I could spend. Not much, but he needed it more than I. He gave a grateful smile, and gave what merchandise fit my coin, and we parted ways. I do not know if I'll ever see him again; But I do hope I helped...
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?
Something stirred in me... Little care for the law as I stepped into the altercation and drew the blades I've trained so hard to wield. The orc gave little mind to me, but the anger of his disrespect, and the memories of the farm being torn down while I lay helpless drove me into a fury I'd not experienced before.. We fought, we fought hard. Blood was shed, from both parties, but on this night no lives were taken. That is all I can ask for, really, that the conflict can end without the spark of life going with it.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:
As the old man fell, a small gasp of surprise escaped me and I knelt beside him as quickly as my bandaged frame would allow. He looked at me, his eyes telling that he expected one dressed so tightly to make off with his valuables. The look saddened me deeply, and I shook my head softly; Carefully gathering the man's Minas into a pouch and offering them back to him with a gentle nod- But not a single word. His thanks were many, and repetitive, but they told me I'd done a good thing as I helped him to his feet. I rested well, knowing the world was just a touch better this eve.
Minecraft Account Name: MushyNinja
How old are you?: 16
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Pacific Canada
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: First language, but my spelling can be poor at times.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Very Little
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I was Searching for a good RP server and TLOTC came up. ALL HAIL GOOGLE
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: NA
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/! : Yes
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: To take on the identity of another, wether factual or imagined.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: To, while RolePlaying use knowledge your alternate identity could not possibly know.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: To commit an act during RPing on another person without alowing a chance for said person to react/respond. eg: /me DIE ELF SCUM ~MushyNinja slices elf in two. nowhere here did I alow the elf to stop me from killing him/her.
In-Character Details
Character Name: Usay Raven
Character Race: Dark Elf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
Usay had a fairly normal life. His father was a hunter and trained Him with a bow at and early age. Life was good, hunting boar and deer untill one day when he was hunting he heard the distinct THWAK of an arrow in flesh. expecting to find his father bent over hist kill, he found a looming skeleton in a golden helm standing in a clearing with his father at its feet. Behind this beast was a hoard of undead, armed to the teath and advancing on him. He escaped only by the skin of his neck by hidding in the treetops of a large oak.
"I stayed there throgh the night. After this gruesome horde had past I heard spiders through the night. I shot a couple when they came to close. When dawn struck I set for home. After my fathers funeral I armed myself and set off in pursuit of this gold crowned skeleton and his undead legion. I encountered this army once more and yet I was able to make quite again in that archers skull him and his army forced me to flee the battle. I now serve as a town guard protecting my family from the night.
Usay is a dark elf with dark obsidian skin and a few light diamond streaks in his hair. Wearing bronze chain mail, dark cloth shirt and leggings. He wears a quiver across his chest and a small hunting knife on his leg. During the spring he wears slightly lighter chainmail and will often go on hunting missions after nearby undead hoards. He is very practical only striving for a few things in life but will always protect his people and outsiders from danger.
What are your characters ambitions?: Defend his home town and to avenge his father.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: Not particularly.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? Usay, pretending to see something interesting on the other side of the street, briskly walks away while avoiding eye contact.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I notch an arrow and land it right between the brutes feet. He looks up startled. With his atention on me the dwarf briskly runs in the opposite direction while the Orc seeing another arrow latched moves off grumbling down the road.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I gather up the mans stick and help him to his feet. As he steadies himself I hand him his coins and ask if he will need any further help. ( Im a dark elf not a douce)
-Alternate Minecraft Account Name: ("CobaltMonstah")
-Already Accepted Minecraft Name: N/A
-How old are you?: ("18")
-Time-Zone/Country of Residence: ("Central Time Zone/USA/Alabama.")
-Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: ("Not perfect at grammar but, I try my best.")
-Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: ("Yes.")
-Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: ("Yes.")
-How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: ("Recommendation.")
-Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: http://www.lordofthe...hs-application/
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- Definitions:
-In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: ("I see it as taking in on a Role/Part In a made-up concept.")
-In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: ("Meta-gaming can refer to those aspects of play that exist outside the gameworld, such as out of character discussions between players and the gamemaster.")
-In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: ("Basically, Forcing the result of one's actions on another character.")
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- In-Character Details:
-Character Name: ("Cubult")
-Character Race: ("Mountain Dwarf")
-Character Bio: ("Cubult, A Young-aged male that had been born on Mount Ire. He has been strictly taught on creating crafty elements and compiling different redstone machine entities by his father, |
"Oakult". By the age of "Thirteen," he had moved to Malinor and learned how to create a crafty weapon called the "Diamond Sword."
A weapon so powerful and strong... And yet not many but not few know how to create. The weapon was known to be very dangerous and only to be used in caution,
so he stored it in safe.
He had put it in a spot no-one would ever look, in a hidden chest under his house that is... By the age of "Fifteen" He created a substance or poison if I may, with 3 different ingredents, Firstly comes water, secoundly comes a nether-wart and thirdly comes a spider eye.
"Poison," Is what Oakult called it. It was known to be a very a effective Poison to be exact.
He made alot of the them and gave them to the nearby neighbors and his family, He was living the life in great protection and felt safe for the whole year.
Sadly at the age of "Eighteen" The orc's race had sent war against the dwarves mankind. Alot of Dwarves... dead... Malinor's mayor been killed and from that point in time he had promised himself to give-up his crafty ways and begin to train for war.
At the Day of his "Nineteenth Birthday" he had traveled to the orc's land to slay and raid the empire... but,
in the end he had failed miserably and was locked in prison for 2 years for grief and assassination. From that day and on, he had declared to try to find companions to help him with his affair and begin his journey and leave home as a true warrior!")
-What are your characters ambitions?: ("To get revenge or team up with the Orcs.")
-Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
-Is there anything else you would like to say about your character?: ("Nothing other than his apperance and attitude. He is a stubby dwarf with blue eyes, orange hair, aswell as blue and white clothing. He is a very mean but kind, rough and 'tuff sorta' guy.")
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-Open-Response-Questions:
-Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city.
What is your response?: (""Aye' ye' 'ga any armour on sale, I 'ight take one if you don' mind, Ah, 'an do ya' sell any swords or cloth here?" Then Cubult looks at the poor man closely as he reaches in the back to see if there is anything Cubult wanted. Cubult then says: "Aye' lady 'ah ye' okay, you look quite bad ye' young fello'." Then Cubult pulls out a bag of Minas and says: "Here, keep ye' material and juh' take tis' Minas and buy ye' a place to live."
At last, Cubult then puts the Minas on the shop-keeper's desk and walks away.")
-You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon,
What does your character do?: ("He looks at it and says: "Ya fragile Orcs ain't even worth anythin' to Asloun! All ye' do is hug ye' armour and complain 'bout ye' wounds!" And then he pulls out his sword to try to scare the Orc, If he fails then he goes for a swing. If he misses then he will charge towards the Orc screaming for it to get out of the dwarves land or he will call a dragon upon his land.
If the Orc then leaves or gets killed by Cubult, then Cubult will go towards the dwarf and ask him if he is okay. When it's all done he will give the dwarf some gold and tell him to go buy some armour and equipment.")
-Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick, looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man.
What does your character do?: ("Cubult runs up to the poor man and picks up his Minas and puts them in the man's bag, Then Cubult asks: "Ah ye' alright lady, here is ye' Minas ye' old fello'. Ye' also need to be careful around here lady, theres alot of what ya' call "Orcs", There as mean as ye' ol' dragons up there." Then Cubult will quickly craft a stick for the old man and give it to him. And then says: "Here ye' go lady, be careful out there."
And then Cubult watches as the man walks away to make sure he is safe.")
This is my 2nd application!
Minecraft Account Name: xXKabasoXx
How old are you?: 13
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:United States UTC/GMT -5 hours
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: .I believe so
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: No but I want to learn about it
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes I do and yes I agreee
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: My friend told me about the server and made it sould like a good-time.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: They were deleted off the forums. I think there was three others
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/! :
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: The act of taking the role of another character anywhere
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Is using out of character information to ruin others users immersion
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Is making unavoidable actions that make your character unstoppable.
Character Name: Liam O' Riley
Character Race: Elf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: Liam O'Riley was born in Salvus to two immigrants from the Princedom of Malinor. Liam grew up surrounded by humans, thinking of them as role-models and leaders. His parents never really liked to live under the rule of humans. When Liam was ten years of age, his parents tried to take the family back to Malinor, but Liam refused stating his true family and friends were in Oren. This lead Liam to run away from his family and continue his life in Salvus as a field-hand finding as much work as he could. After years of doing this he met an elf named Drew, Drew and Liam developed a close friendship. Drew sadly could not stay there for long because of his family in Crestfall. Liam continued to work in the fields and make as much money as he could. One day Liam went to the bank to put in some money that he had just made, the banker told him simply he had never opened an account there before. Liam was in shock, he had been saving money there for years and it was now all gone.
Liam now facing bankruptcy decided to leave Salvus and try to live in the wilds alone. Liam used what skills he learned from farming to feed himself, he survived happily there for a few months. One day a group of bandits raided Liam's home in the wilds and took him and everything he owned. Years passed as Liam was held by the bandits, eventually he grew tired of being in captivity and decided to try and escape. Liam actually managed to, but the only problem was he had no money, and no food to survive. Liam decided to go to Crestfall and meet up with his old friend Drew.
What are your characters ambitions?: Liam has always wanted to basically settle down and have a normal life.
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Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? Liam sees the poor dwarf and decides to walk over and buy something. "What would you be selling" says Liam. "Only the finest armor in all of the land" says the dwarf. Liam feels bad for the dwarf and decides to buy a full set. " I will take a full set of whatever material you have" says Liam. "Great!" says the dwarf, the dwarf hands Liam a set of chain mail armor that is at the verge of breaking. To this very day Liam has this set of armor and has never worn it.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? Liam walks in front of the Orc , despite the orc being twice his weight. "You should leave this dwarf alone for you own good" says Liam. "Says who" says the Orc. " This is Liam O'Riley someone who can ruin your day" says Liam. "How so" says the Orc, " Say you do fight the dwarf, you'll win and get arrested by Oren's military. The Orc is shocked at Liam's ability not to fear him. Liam walks off feeling like he actually helped someone that day.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenseless man. What does your character do?: Liam sees the old man fall over, he purposely avoids touching the money pouch in respect to the old man. Liam pulls up the old man and now helps him organize his money pouch again. "Thank you sir" says the old man. "Just my duty as a good Samaritan says Liam with a kind smile. " Son I owe you a lot, most men these days would have just taken my money pouch and left". "I'm sure most people are better than that" says Liam modestly. "Oh believe me because times are so hard people are getting desperate to get the feeling of having some minas in your pocket" says the old man. Liam says goodbye to the old man and continues on his way.
Minecraft Account Name:Gummbu
How old are you?:15
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Eastern Time/United States
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes, I have a near perfect, precise English Intellect.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:Yes, I go Larping alot in Real Life, I have been on other RolePlaying Servers, and I have played many other Roleplaying style games.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:A friend of mine, named 77minerman
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraft...nique-gameplay/! :
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Roleplaying is the amazing experience and act of being able to be out of your own real time life, and be able to be in the "Shoes" of another fictional being or character.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:The act of meta-gaming is, when someone would use the knowledge from a previous external source which is not involved inside the lord or backstory of the character to affect his/her in game actions. Which would give that player an unfair advantage against the roleplaying world or characters inside of it.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:Power-Emoting is when a person forces an action against another in game player or entity. Like using“Ganbusc crippled the troll”.
Character Name:Gambusc Of Rewern
Character Race:A Dwarf Of The Forests
Character biography-Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:Gambusc was never like his father Orgvin, coming from a small village of Forest Dwarves, a bit down south of the main city of Karik, Orgvin was always the man to take down the attacker, or to call hence the screams of war between him and his opponent. The village was very proud of Orgvin, he always won in Lumberjacking contests, and had a bountiful short brown beard. Yet Gambusc was different, always into the studies of Alchemy and Magics, and his Beard was a little thicker and longer. Orgvin would not always approve of Gambusc's whereabouts, to the point of when Orgvin would tear apart Gambusc's workshop and throw out all of his Magical herbs and supplies. Yet Orgvin finally gave in, and on Gambusc's 15th birthday, Orgvin handed over his special elven Dark Leather Alchemy Robe over to Gambusc, that Orgvin recieved from an elven warlord before Gambusc was even born.
From then on Gambusc and Orgvin were like "Father-And-Son" once again, they enjoyed life, competed in plenty of spontaneous deeds, and friendly conversations. But when Gambusc was 19, Orgvin suddenly went missing upon the whole entire town, for no reason whatsoever. Many dwarves, friends, and family members searched in the Dwarven Mountains and in other Dwarven Civilizations to find Orgvin, yet even after 3 years, no trace was found. Ever since then Gambusc promised to make his father proud and to live life as a strong, hardy, fun loving, rambucsious mining dwarf who enjoyed strong rum. Gambusc loved adventure, and he traveled all around Asulon in search of fun, and of his father. Gambusc became interested in dungeoneering ever since his visit in Malinor, where he was told many legends and stories of large dungeons, and fierce battling against giant wicked demons and dragons. Many people to this day mistake Gambusc as a human being due to his white beard and his robe, which conceals his dwarven appearance. He is tickled when he is called "Sir" or "Old man" from children. Gambusc's life was turned around at age 33 when he found a lead to his father in the ancient ruins of Allivon. For all of his life he searches for riches in dungeons, for a good time, and most of all, his beloved father Orgvin.
What are your characters ambitions?:To enjoy life, go on many adventures, be loyal to his leige, endure many wonderous and amazing friends, and to find his long lost father.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
( I could not place the picture(s) in here, so heres a link) --> http://www.armycraft...album_id/212337
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: N/A
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?When I find this poor Dwarf in his small shop, I suddenly feel a sharp feeling of guilt, sadness, and regret. He is the poor one here, I am the one with gilded weaponry and tons of riches and loot from dungeoneering. I am a migratory Dwarf, and I plan on spending a few weeks here in Arethor, why not help this poor Dwarf? For the whole month that I am there, I help him set up for a better, more suitable shop. I help supply him with more wares and items, and I help rename the store to "Bargrumphs Finest Defence", he is very happy with his new armor and weaponry shop and is finally making a living. On my way out of the city I decide to leave a few thousand coins on his desk for good luck. As I leave, I wish him the best of luck, he now has a nice shop in the market district, but who knows how long he will last, countless robberies and murders have happened in the past decade that have overrun the guards with cases.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?As I approach the scene, I hear blasphemous threats to the Dwarf from the orc;"You better give me your gold, or you will feel my fist crush your tiny skull!" says the orc. The Orc, with a taller, grey appearance and a large red tattoo on his back, resembling an orcish thieving cult. The Dwarf is about one third his size, a very short fellow, almost shorter than I. He wears a simple leather belt and a burgundy leather shirt. His beard is short and orange, and he does not wear any headware. I attempt to be as silent as possible, but I stumble across a strewn fragment of cobblestone, both the orc and the dwarf look my way. I am startled by the Orcs strength in size, and his large, sharp tooth. The surrounding doesn't scare me, but I am tempted to pull my axe out. "Leave, I will crush you too little nave!" Says the orc. I decide that I have had enough of arguing with the orc, I try to motion the other Dwarf to run in the other direction, but I guess this orc is a little brighter minded than alot of the others I see in this area. The Orc walks forth towards me, arching out his chest, he wears no shirt except a large leather signet across his chest. I decide not to take risk, I pull out one of my spare Splashable Invisibility potions that I had left from one of my alchemical experimentations. I dive to the other dwarf and throw the potion at both of us, in a matter of seconds, yet we cannot tell, we have vanished. The large orc is extremely confused at the moment, and looks around, the dwarf and I both run up the northern path to Malinor. When I notice that we are finally into safety, I hand a couple of coins to the other dwarf, and we decide to celebrate with a trip to the nearest tavern, we both part our ways with a hardy laugh and leave content with the day.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:The area around the incident seems to be safe, but I see the nearby idiots stare at the coins. As a couple of poor, roughened humans attempt to jump towards the loot in a rush, I pull my axe out and scream "GET OFF OF THIS MAN YOU FILTHY BAGGARDS!" and I throw my axe at a nearby log, one of the humans is tempted, and runs off with nothing, yet the other human laughs at me, starts putting coins in his pocket, and spits at the old man. I am enraged from this, the constant disrespect for life itself, stealing the only bits of hope from a man who has none. This is enough, I do not know if this man has ever committed a crime before, but I do know that something must be done. I did notice a patrolling guardsman up the road a bit, as the villain is wearing out from hysterically grinning and trying to run, I decide to tie him to a nearby tree, and run over and get the guard. When the guard arrives, the guard chains up the thief and they disappear, I have no idea where they went, but all I know is that this old man is safe. I help the man up, I find a decent sized branch in the nearby brush and I give it to him, it was sturdy enough for him. He was extremely gracious, he attempted to pay me with his money, but I refused. I knew that this man was poor, and needed this money. After the event, I take this man to the nearest Inn down the road, and I feed this man a hearty meal and pay for his bed, I leave him after feeling good about the deed I accomplished.
Minecraft Account Name: SammasC123
How old are you?: 16
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern, U.S.A.
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:Yes
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: My friend Gummbu
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/! :
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Being in a game, playing as your character and only knowing what your character knows.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:. Knowing such things that your character would not know in-game.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Roleplaying in such a way that another person cannot retaliate
Character Name: Sammes
Character Race: Elf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: 20 years ago, a baby was born, a baby who had his destiny written out for him. He was a high elf, and his father was a famous archeologist who had spent years learning the language of the sky elves. He then in turn, explained it to his son when he was 7. Sammes, or savior in sky elf language was tasked by his father to find what had killed the sky elves, and for why. Sammes left his father and mother when he was 18, seeking residence in nearby temples, for his parent lived in the woods. He there read all of the knowledge the temples contained and learned a startling truth. The sky elves had lived on, far away in a floating island chain.
Fast forward 2 years. Sammes had been discovering artifacts and magiks of the sky elves from many temples. He was now using all of his money to travel to the island chains of the sky elves, to learn their wisdom. He was in the air in a magnificent machine, keeping lookout for the sky elves islands when he spotted something in the distance. The Islands! He quickly landed the ship, but noticed something was wrong. There was no one outside. Then he noticed one old man whispering something. “Run.” A magnificent bird came out of nowhere claws outstretched. It barely missed, but grabbed his bag full of all he had discovered. He staggered, than fell off the island. When he woke up, he was on the ground, broke (money wise and body wise), and in need of answers. He now has embarked on a quest to defeat this mighty bird.
What are your characters ambitions?:
*defeat the bird
*save sky elves
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: no
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I look in pity at the poor dwarf. However, when I look in my pocket, my money is none. I then ask what he sells, and how he has becometh of this sad fate. After hearing his tale of sorrows, I Decide to tell him of an empty temple not too far where the food on the trees grow all year. I then continue on my way through Arethor.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? Having learned of these so called orcs, I know of a weak point in there armor. I pull out my blade and put it directly in the back of his knee stealthily. “Move on, or else” I say in a threatening manner. The orc happily agrees and gets out of the dwarves way while glaring at me.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I quickly look for an elde-tree, a kind mentioned in the temple I had resided in. After finding one I cut off a root and hand it to the man. “this shall not break as long as you stay kind” I say. Then I take one gold, carve an S on it, hand it back with the rest and say “something to remember me by.” I then walk off into the distance remembering the man who saved my life, in the island, in the sky.
Minecraft Account Name: iRtheCreeper
How old are you?: 15
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern Time
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes, I do.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:Well, I have played on other Minecraft roleplay servers, so yes.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:Yes, I have read them, and I agree.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:I googled minecraft rpg server.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/74281-irthecreepers-application/page__p__608702#entry608702
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: Yes. http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/! : Yes
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Taking on the role of a character that you would not usually be able to be. You do not only experience this character, but also his or her relationship with other characters in a whole community.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:when you use information that is given in game, though a real person would not know that information, such as going into a room because you see a name through a wall.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: roleplaying in a way that gives an unfair advantage, such as giving the action and outcome in the same text.
Character Name:Elenvor
Character Race:Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:Elenvor is a 6'2 male human. He is 20 years old. He is very muscular and wears a green tunic and basic wool pants. He has black hair and black eyes. He has a kind heart, yet is incredibly hyper active to the point of annoyance. He is determined to make it on his own like his father did. His preferred weapon is an ax, and is a skilled fighter.
His mother was a tailor and his father was a farmer. Every day he worked hard in the fields, and at night he would work with his mother making clothes. Early in the morning he would wake up and bake the bread for the day, and go catch fish to feed the family. He would spend most of his days out of the village because he would be made fun of because he was taller than everyone and didn’t act like everyone else. Every three days he would go sell what extra food they had at the village market. One of such days a large thunderstorm came and prevented him from heading back to his home. He stayed at the local inn all night, until the thunderstorm subsided. When he got back to his farm he found that it had burned down. He looked frantically for his family, but could not find them. When he started to head back he found a bone. Figuring he had no choice, he decided to leave the village to wait for any sign of his family. Now, a year later, he has given up hope and is on the road looking for a village to settle down in.
What are your characters ambitions?:to find a home to settle down in.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: http://i.imgur.com/43p3M.png
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: No.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I ask what wares he is selling. He says that he has ores from the mines and jewels from distant lands. I look them over to see if I might need anything that he is selling. Seeing a bag of iron ingots that could be of use of in blacksmithing, I ask him how much. When he says 20 Minas, which is much more than I would pay for them, I accept because he is having trouble making his way in the city. I buy them and leave to get back on my way.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I sneak behind a tree, and pulling out the bow I use for hunting. I scream at him to leave the dwarf alone or I’ll shoot. When he pushes the dwarf over and runs at me, I shoot at the orc. I hit it in the side. The orc stumbles from the hit but is back on its feet in an instant. I realize that I have no hope against the creature, so I tell the dwarf to run and make a break for it myself. After about 10 minutes, I lose him in the trees and head back to find the road.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I help him up and lean him against a tree. I then, go into the forest and find a branch for him to use as a temporary walking stick. He thanks me and is about to go on his way when I tell him he dropped some money. I pick it up for him and he gives me a Minas for my help. He thanks me again, and we both go on our ways.
Minecraft Account Name: wolfbane751
How old are you?: 17
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern Standard Time/USA
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Neverwinter Nights 2 and a WoW Roleplaying Server.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: From my friends.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: It was deleted.
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/! : Yes.
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Roleplaying is the act playing out your character’s actions and adventures, including their interactions with others in accordance with the setting of the game.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Metagaming is taking out of character, or real life, information and using it ingame, or in roleplay.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power emoting is the use of ingame chat to display an action of your character that is beyond their capable means, or leaves the other player you’re interacting with no chance to respond.
Character Name: Bjorn “Wolfbane” Rothgar
Character Race: Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
Bjorn “Wolfbane” Rothgar has dark brown hair with a bushy beard, green eyes, and a rugged, leather coat and trousers. Like his father, and even his mother, Bjorn is a mountain of a man. He uses his size and strength in protecting his livestock. Bjorn gained his nickname “Wolfbane” from the times he was forced to fight back hungry wolves seeking to ravage his herd. Bjorn, although with a intimidating demeanor, is a humble man wishing only to defend the honor of his family and livelihood.
From the time he was a little farmhand, “Wolfbane”, as he was solely known, committed himself to backbreaking work in order to support his family. In his small village on the outskirts of the realm of Renatus, daily life was tough and its people had great pride in the aspect of community. Just as Wolfbane reached the peak of his manhood, his village was plagued by a long famine. His livestock were consumed for food, but when they were gone, he was forced to pick up his crook and leave. Heading toward the nearest city, Wolfbane hopes to find a new life for himself as a farmer of animals and crops.
What are your characters ambitions?:To purchase a large part of land and start a farm for herding and cultivating plants.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I look at the dwarf and see the poor state of his shop compared to the others which are flourishing with rich goods. I can tell that business has been bad for him, and his state reminds me of my own. I walk over to his stall and my eye catches on a tiny toy sheep. I ask how much it is, and notice that my presence has intimidated the dwarf. He tells me the price; it is five minas. I hand him the coins, give me a smile, and thank him. I notice a quizzical look on his face as I walk away.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I notice that the orc and dwarf are both young males, probably arguing over a small matter. Fearing that the little dwarf will be squashed by the larger orc, I walk over to the two to stop the fight. Stepping between them I stare down the orc and slowly shake my head, “No.” The orc, probably looking for an easier fight, decides not to try his luck against two on one and turns away, giving me one last angry scowl.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: Seeing the frail old man fall down, my instincts drive me to help him. I pick him up, as light as a sheep, and help him over to a nearby tree. Then, I break off a branch and give it to him to use. I look down at the coins and scoop them into my own empty money bag. I try to return it to him, but he insists that it is only a small amount of money and splits the amount in half, giving me the bag and putting the rest in his pockets. Before I can think of a word to say he hobbles away.
How old are you?: 16
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: USA (Central time zone)
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes, I have played on many various roleplaying servers
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: My friend referred me to it.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: I have not made any.
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraft...nique-gameplay/! : Yes.
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: The act of roleplaying is to act or play as your own predefined character.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: The act of meta-gaming is telling or recieving OOC information for your own benefit in the roleplay.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: The act of power-emoting is expressing a thought that is not avoidable and/or making yourself a powerful undefeatable figure. It can also be abused to win a fight.
In-Character Details
Character Name: James Miron
Character Race: Human (Northerner)
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: James was born near Arethor in a small farm living only with his father. His mother died during his birth. James' father taught him to hunt, farm, and survive around the age of 12. James' never disrespected his father in any way, he actually felt sorrow for the man, respecting all he did for him. When he was 18 it was the night of "The Great Hunt" and his father set him off to the hunt to compete with all the great hunters from the land of Asulan, but this time without his father as guidance. He was getting older his father told him. After the Great Hunt James returned home with great news.. he then found his fathers farm on fire, burnt to ashes, he ran into the house to find his father dead, killed in cold blood. In a dazed search of sorrow he found one peice of evidence, a shredded piece of cloth. He then passed out due to the extreme conditions around him. The next day a traveling trader found him unconscious near his burned wheat farm. The trader woke him and he told him what happened but was in extreme pain. After a short burial of his father's corpse he left with the trader and set off to Arethor . During this time, he vowed to himself he would abide by the rules his father told him in the past and will live a neutral life. He will also leave the man who did this to his father to find his own path to justice.
James left his small farm with the trader. On the long journey he had became a close friend to the trader, or as you could call him, Granthor. They became great friends, telling about thier past lives and thinking of the future. One eerie night they were starting a camp for the night due to the foggy wheather and Granthor thought he had seen movement in the dark forest near them. After some time, a ruthless group of bandits jumped from the forest and started to attack us. Two of the bandits looted the traders things while another two were bombarding us with hacks and slashes of the sword. I then managed to pick off one of them with my bow. Granthor slammed his waraxe into the hilt of one of the bandits blades causing a confusion. I then slashed him with a killing blow. Then, I felt a sharp pain in my ankle, I was bleeding, I was shot.. Granthor tried all he could to help me, he bandaged me up with a quick bandage and some regeneration potion to help soothe the pain. He tried to hold them off as good as he could. He then ran for them trying for a confusion to let me get away. With this saving touch it caused his death, all because of me. He was shot in the back, all i could do was watch him die.. right in front of me. Then the bandits took me as a prisoner and I couldnt run, I accepted my fate. The bandits took the horse and carriage and started to travel towards Holm. On the way they fed me nothing, they treated me like a slave. Once we neared Holm we stopped for camp. I then heard the bandits talk about their great killings, thievings, and capturings. One of wich was about killing a poor old man, another was about burning a farm down.. that was my ticking point, I didn't care if I was killed. I choked out the bandit that went to the carriage for food, took his knife, cut my rope bindings and wove my way through the forest to the other bandits. I then ran for the unsuspecting other bandit, stabbed him in the neck, took his bow and killed the other bandit within a split second. I then sat there in the cold to finally realise what has happened, and left the camp on the horse. So in the end I set off for my journey to come.
What are your characters ambitions?: Find a new way of life. Choose an evil path, or turn to the herioc side and be trustworthy to others.
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Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: (James is 6'0 with dark brown hair with a brown bushy beard. He is medium built and speaks with a regular english accent. He wears a with a red settler jacket and is a young adult at the age of 25. He is a very calm person with a bit of adventurous tendencies but when it comes to a battle or a serious matter he can become very serious.)
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I would walk by and start a conversation. I would probably say: "Hello sir, what do you have for sale?" and probably start a thriving conversation, as if he is lonely and hasn't had any conversations in a while. I would then buy something from him and donate about 150 minas to the poor man. After buying from the man I would then ask if he has any stories from his adventures. Then I would wish the poor man good luck and best wishes in the future.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I would consult the Orc in a calm manner, I would then ask: "What is the problem here?". The Orc would probably be ignorant towards my question and pick a fight with me. I would then tell the dwarf to leave and finish off my fight with the Orc. I may use trickery to defeat him (without harm) (or with force). If the Orc is smart enough he will leave the fight with no problem.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I would help the old man up and pick up his coins and ask "Are you okay?". Then I would put his coins inside of a temporary pouch found in my inventory and give it to him. I would then help him walk for a bit and I would introduce myself and tell him to stay safe. Next I would find a stick large enough to hold up the poor man's weight and let him get to a safe distance (near a safe place) and I would then leave him with a safe goodbye.
How old are you?: 13
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: U.S.A. western pacific time
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: yes lots
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: yes, and i agree to them
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I found it on google
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: i have no other entries
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:a fun class based game style centerd around quests and exploration
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Never heard of meta-gaming
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: never heard of it
[[center]In-Character Details: i prefer to farm or mine mostly farm and hide in trees or caves only when i have ammased enough resources i will settle down in one place
Character Name:Cavemaster_G
Character Race: elf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: my character hales from the mountinas kingdom of edsili in the great forest island off shore of it. i am a skylord/nomad prefering the trees and sea rather than the ground.
I am normally a friendly fellow prefering to stay away from others most of the time or with my kin high in the trees. i am in my early twentys with a long life of about three hundred years ahead(wihtout desiease of any other delay)
What are your characters ambitions?: to make a living for myself and find others of my kin here
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Minecraft Account Name:ForgetheHuntsman
How old are you?:15
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:USA Eastern Time
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:Yes
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:Youtube, other friends, your website
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/74420-forgethehuntsmans-2nd-application/page__p__610086__fromsearch__1#entry610086
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In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Roleplaying is when an individual changes thier personality to fit anothers role.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:Meta gaming is when your roleplaying, and are using your outside knowledge in game with others.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:Power-emoting (aka God-emoting) is the when a player forces the result of one's action on another character. For example: Bob steals gold for Jim.
Character Name:Eredor
Character Race:Elf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:My name is Eredor. From the second I arose from my
mother from the humid afternoon they knew I was a they’re child. My father was an
Initiate in his early days. He would make arrests on trespassers. I thought it was an
amazing job. My mother is our housekeeper, and loved to read. She also collects
them, she nearly has an entire bookshelf. My other relatives come from Seventis and
Rienna. I grew up as an only child in Elandriel. But visited the other children in my
town daily. And his favorite part was going to see grandfather. He would tell his
stories from Aegis, and crossing over to Asulon. He would also tell the most exciting,
stomach wrenching stories from far away lands of Asulon. Stories of Orcs, and Dwarven
cities, and dragons. He loved to hear him talk about drakes and dragons. There was
The Guardian Velketzar. He was the first born of the brood. There was also The
Matriarch Xandraza. He also told me about a race that was much like our own but
younger. They were called the Humans. They didn’t have pointed ears like he did.
They had pinkish skin and lived in South East kingdoms of the Holy Oren Empire. He
gave him gifts and opportunities to become very successful in life. But at that time
Eredor was just a small boy. Eredor's older brothers taught him the art of self defence
and hand-to-hand combat. His grandfather last gift was a bow. Far better quality than
he had ever seen. Eredor was stunned. That same week his grandfather had passed
away. He had to get himself together. He had sat around his house for nearly three
months.
Pushing forward with life, he had developed patience from hunting deer and rabbits.
He had big hobby, which was gathering furs from animals. With the time and effort he
put into hunting he became the best sharpshooter in his village. He was a hero. He
has learned from his mother that if he puts effort into anything he will become
successful. But Eredor as a hunter he is, wanted to see more than he has now.
Waking up every morning and greeting the same friendly villager, sitting down to
dinner with his mother and father. Out there, there is a place where I can find a job,
settle down, and do what my father does every day. He was more eager to leave than
anything.
The next ten years Eredor has left his homeland wandering the major cities of Asulon.
He had gotten his first job as an assistant for a merchant in Seventis. He eventually
got to sell his own pelts. Eredor had no idea of how well he was at skinning animals.
He had to sell them in order to keep moving on. He was not the most enthusiastic
about his job but he was getting paid. Now with a full pocket of mina he spent mostly
on better supplies and food he was ready, yet again to explore some more. He has
now yet decided who he "really" is. A wanderer or a settler? Off there in the distance
he sees his new home and a new lifestyle. Heading down the path he can’t wait
another second. This is my story...
What are your characters ambitions?:He hopes in finding a better
life. He is an explorer. A job, and a place to settle down.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:http://imgur.com/IkYHE
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:Nope.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?As a new
comer Eredor is always on his toes. Trying not to make much eye contact with anyone
him proceeds down the street. Some of the civilians bump into him and point fingers.
Children are chasing each other in the street and laughing. “Seems like a nice place”,
he tries to tell himself. Suddenly a man speaks directly to me.
“Aye you look like your not from around here,” the man says.
Hesitantly, I start towards the man. He very short. Must be a dwarf. His shirt is
slightly torn and look like he might need something.
“Looks like your not either”, I argue.
“Its a business laddie”, he chuckles. “I am a wanderer.”
He’s a pleseant and peaceful dwarf. Hopefully I might be able to strike a deal with him.
Woah, those prices are high. Hopefully I can ease my way out of this.
“How bout that bow on your back?” “I have some buyers from the eastern part of
Malinor that will pay a cart load out mina.”
“This was handed down from generation to generation, and is now in my possesion.”
“No, I am not willing to sell it.”
“I see,” the dwarf says. “Very well then, see anything you like?”
A freshly cooked porkchop catches my eye. Cooked almost perfectly. The black around
the edges makes me hungry. I haven’t eaten in a solid eighteen hours.
“How much for the pork?”
“Five minas.”
“Deal.”
He grabs the pork from the counter below and wraps it in some sort of bandage. I take
it and slip it into my pack. Should keep me going to another day or so.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?Peeking through the
bushes two figures catch my eye. Two very obscure shapes. Its a dwarf and a very
large orc. It looks like theres something on the ground, its mina. Lots of it too. I can
barely make out what they’re saying.
“I didn’t do anything!” The dwarf cries.
He absolutely terified. This looks very dangerous. If theres only one orc on the Oren
road at night, shouldn’t there be others? I’ve got to do something quick.
“No please!” “I’m just a lonely old dwarf!”
The orc violently pushes the dwarf backward. Desprately trying to escape the orcs
rage, The dwarf starts to retreat backwards. Quickly I pull my bow from aside and load
the first arrow. Standing in the street, gripping the bows curved structure the arrow
goes flying straight in the temple of the orcs head. His lifeless body drops to the
ground in a thump. That was when the dwarf thanked me.
“Thank you, you have to know that he was going to kill me, right here in this street!”
“Not a problem, I have dealed with these kinds of situations before.”
“Your safe now, tis late go home and get some rest.”
I give him the bag of minas he had dropped previously.
“No, please keep it.” “You have earned my trust.”
Hesitantly I took the bag, even though it was his property. But its good to see that
people are noticing me and its good to travel with some backup mina.
“Aye.”
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:On the road of Malinor I pass some nearby Elves. They take respect of me and I respect them. It’s like a bonding. Same familiar features as from the nation I grew up in, Elandriel. The same building styles, shops, merchant, settlers, and new comers. Walking along I spot a man. A very elderly man, it looks like he hasn’t had any sleep in days. Pants are torn and creased. Trembling and trying to stay balanced. Then his cane that he uses to walk with snaps! Racing over to help him, I see that he is now on the ground. Panic settles in.
“Are you alright sir? That was some fall.”
“Yes, thank you laddie I’m alright. Just not as structurely sound as I used to be.”
I put an arm around his shoulder and help him to an upright position. The poor man thinks he can try to walk again. I reach out my hand signaling that he should not go alone.
“I think your going to need some help getting home without that cane.”
“Yes please do.”
I once again put my arm around his shoulder and we start to walk down the street.
“My name is Eredor.”
“Ulrick, pleased to meet you.”
“What brings you to the Elven nation of Malinor, Ulrick?”
He laughs, “I live here.”
From there on we each arranged stories, Some of my grandfather and my past relatives, and my passion for skinning animals. Ulrick is a fisherman, and loved making beer. Then he told me stories that were very disturbing.
“I was one of the last of my family to escape from Aegis. The undead came.”
I was shocked when I heard he was friends with Blundermore! The man who pieced together the map from each nation. Stories say that he wanted to get as far away from Aegis as possible.
“My other family members decided that they were staying because they thought it would get better. That the undead would go away.”
The rest of the walk home was silent.
When I reached his home he gave me something.
It was a small bag filled with items, not very heavy. It was mina
“I won’t last much longer, my body is at its limit. I bet you can’t wait until your eight-hundred years old!”
Then he was gone.
Minecraft Account Name: Avion151
How old are you?: 16
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern Time/U.S.
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: I do.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: I have been on multiple roleplay servers on Minecraft and Garry's Mod.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: Saw a few videos on youtube.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraft...nique-gameplay/! :
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Roleplaying is creating a character and giving that character life. You create a story for that person by interactiing with others and doing certain actions that can affect the people around him/her. By doing this, you show what type of person he/she is and how they behave in the world.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: It's using OOC in IC. For instance, if someone says OOCly that a criminal is in the sewers and you go down there knowing OOCly but not ICly. You can't do that because your character doesn't know ICly and thats cheating.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: It's when you do something where the person you're roleplaying with has no chance to react at all. If someone attacks you they can't say "*swings his sword across,cutting the man's neck*. You can only say "*attempts to swing sword, hoping to cut the man's neck*. You have to give the person a chance.(
In-Character Details
Character Name: Ribryn Elros
Character Race: Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
Ribryn has mid-long black hair and is about 6'1" in height. His skin is slightly pale and has a smooth touch to it. He usually wears a red, silky shirt with black pants and shoes. He is currently 21 years old. Ribryn is a bright and kind young man who seeks to make people happy. He will go above and beyond if it means even one person happy. Ribryn has a warm personality and will go so far as to show the cruelest person kindness. When threatened, his kindness fades away and he shows a somewhat cold nature. He won't kill unless he has to and if someone close to him is in a life threatening situation.
Ribryn was born into a moderately rich family in a large town. His parents loved him greatly but put an immense amount of rules that he had to abide by. He followed them and never once disobeyed them. Ribryn didn't like it all of the time but saw that it was for the best and just hid his pain with a smile. His parents hoped for him to be a perfect child, one that would bring light into a dark world. They had high hopes for Ribryn and used their wealth so that he would have the ability to obtain that dream. Ribryn practiced swordsmanship with guards amongst the town and his father saw to it that he did well. As time passed and he grew older and wiser, his time at home was coming to a close and he would have to begin his life in the world. His parent's dream was passed onto him and he made sure to fulfill it. Ribryn left his home on the day of his birthday and set off to start the long journey ahead of him.
What are your characters ambitions?: To create a peaceful world where each race can live in harmony and happiness. He seeks for a world where people can understand each other and live on by sharing their pain.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?
Ribryn walks at a slow pace through the crowd and notices the small dwarf yelling out to the people. Ribryn stops and begins to rummage through his pockets, checking to see how much money he has on him. He looks back up and struts off towards the dwarf with coins in hand. The rough looking dwarf looks up to Ribryn with a bright smile on his face. "What can I get ya?" "I'll take the shirt off of your hands." The dwarf's smile brightens even more, happy that he is receiving even small amount of money. "It'll be one silver coin." Ribryn flinches a little at the price he just told him but nevertheless he hands him the coin. The dwarf shoves the coin into pocket and quickly hands Ribryn the shirt. "Thank ye." "My pleasure. Farewell." He disappears into the crowd and the dwarf returns to calling out to the people but this time with more confidence.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?
Ribryn walks down the street with hands in his pockets until noticing the events occuring not far away. He jogs off quickly, hoping he makes it there before they start a fight. When he reached him, the two men were yelling loudly and were blabbering on about how the dwarves were better or how the orcs were better. "Both of you need to calm down!" They looked at Ribryn with disgust and anger. "Shut up, ya fool!" They ignored him and went back to their fustrating bickering. Seeing that he would have to take it up a notch, Ribryn raised his voice. "Enough! You're arguing over nothing. No one is better than anyone. Just stop!" The orc and dwarf glared before they both replied at the same time. "Fine!" They walked off with haste and still somewhat angry. Ribryn was glad though because at least he stopped the fight.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:
Ribryn kneels down and begins to inspect the man, checking for any injuries he many have sustained. The old man seemed to be fine but a little shaken up from the fall. "Are you alright?" The frail man looked up to him and gave a firm nod. "Here. Grab onto me." He held his arms and the man obliged by holding onto him. Ribryn let the man lean on him and brought him over to a spot where he could sit. "Stay here. I'll go grab your money." Ribryn took off towards the pile and began picking it up. He then jogged back to the man and handed him his money. He took it and placed it into a small pocket on his waist. "Thank you. I am grateful." Ribryn just gave a him a bright smile. "Do you need help walking?" The old man let out a little chuckle before responding. "No, no. The town is not far away, I can make it. Please take this." He held out a couple of silver coins, giving him a small grin. "Im afraid I can't accept that." The man stared for a moment but then closed his hand. "If you insist..." Ribryn helped the man up to his feet and they went their ways. That man wouldn't forget his kindness that day.
Minecraft Account Name:roboxroz1
How old are you?:12
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Singapore
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:No,but I want to learn it
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:Yes,I agree
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:My friend told me about it
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/! :
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:taking the role of another character
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:using out of character information to ruin others users immersion
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:making unavoidable actions that make your character unstoppable.
Character Name:roboxroz
Character Race:human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:roboxroz was a northerners who was born in salvus.His father was a miner who dug up exquisite treasures from the depths and inspired roboxroz to be one to.His mother died while giving birth to him.
At the age of 12,he started helping his father with mining.One day,while they were mining,his father was crushed by rocks and died.That traumatising event made roboxroz only mine occasionally.At the age of 16,he saw someone hunting animal which made him take up archery and guard the keep.
What are your characters ambitions?:To become a master archer and keep his city safe
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/79712/mr360games-aka-double-fail/
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?roboxroz would take pity of him and buy a fullset of armor of any material
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?Roboxroz would go to the military for help as he knows he could not face the danger unarmed alone
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:He would help the old man gather his coins and not pocket any of it in respect to the old man
Minecraft Account Name:Lordvanorhost
How old are you?:19
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:GMT united states
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language
Yes i do.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:
Yes i have had expirience in several different games
]Have you read and understood and agree to the rulesyes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft"forums
]Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:
DefinitionsIn your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Roleplaying is the act of becoming a character in a world that is not ours. you essentailly are a different person in it
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:metagaming is the act if knowing this that your character would have no knowledge of or using skill he would not have[/color]
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: power emoting is be over dominate and overpowered Example: "Tharan then killed jerry and mangled his corpse"
Jerry had no chance to speak or react to the situation and was terminated but means unknown to the reader [/color]
]In-Character Details
Character Race:Darkend human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:Lord Vanorhost is human. or at least that is what his mind tells him. He knows little of his true history. but knows he fights a deep dark hatred for all living things.
Long ago there was a land in the deep north of all in the winter cold. This land was tainted by an evil ruler known as Norrendar. Norrendar was a powerful warlock and held evil magic at his fingertips. He ruled his kingdom very bluntly oppresively and made sure his people suffered. There was a small boy in this kingdom, Named Dio, whom was all alone. Due a plague caused the evil lords magic his family was all passed and he struggled and theived to survive. He was stealing bread from a local bakery in the deep of night when the baker's wife arose at a noise. She traveled downstairs only to find the boy covered in mud stealing her husbands bread. She attempted to scream "Guar-!" She was cut off only to find the boy staring at her in anger. the began to swallow her own tounge and the boys eyes widened. She choked to death in her husbands kitchen and the boy realized he was responsible, but it was not guilt he felt, but excitement!
The boy grew and continued practicing his dark secret until he had grow in such a way as to counter the evil lord that made him live this way. And on fateful night he snuck into the lords castle as he had done before for food and made his way to the chamber. The guards were easily put to sleep by this darkened boy.As he came into the room he found the lord sleeping in his bed. And he felt the anger.but this was not the familiar anger of his power he felt. All the rage of his life was crashing down on him for his sister mother and fathers deaths. and without a moments notice the Evil lord was desintigrated.And the boy would be the king of the land.
He was a tyrant much like the once before him and a fury like no other. Then a group of white priests, who had been converting in his town came to him in the night. They attempted to cleanse him and as they said the final rights to do so he vanished from there.
And our story begins as a man with a hatred and no memory only wanting to be a kind soul but having no help to do so
What are your characters ambitions" listed above
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Minecraft Account Name: lawlmansayshi
How old are you?: 13 I know i am young young but i'm mature for my age
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Arizona, U.S.A
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: No I have not.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: YouTube channels like TeamLDU.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: Yes I have but i cant find then. :[
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraft...nique-gameplay/! : No I have not but I will after I post this.
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Role playing in my own definition is something that deals with a character you're pretending to be as.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: An interaction between characters when one character knows something when they’re not supposes to know in character. EX some one dies in the next town but you know that it happened and you start RP with it.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Using knowledge from a previous game or external source which the character would not know, allowing the player to have a unfair advantage against certain opponents or situations in the game.
Character Name: orezy but it most likely well not be hes name i'm thinking of some good names.
Character Race: Dwarf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
I was born in Kal'Urguan the capital of the dwarves a long time ago. My mom died in child birth and my dad spent most of his time in the mines trying to support me but he didn't make a lot of minas and he couldn’t support me so when I was 12 I got a job working with a black smith I hated the job and I hated the old man, the black smith. I didn’t even get 9 mina for working a 14 hour job. So after my dad died in the mines of Kal'Urguan in a mining accident, I quit my job and I joined the army clan.
In the army I learned how to fight with a sword and shoot a bow. I was real good at shooting a bow. It was no more than a year when the undead came, I fought in many large battles, but soon it was time to flee Aegis. So when i reach the knew land Auslon having lost my honor i wonder.
I am now a wondering bum with a stained shirt, greasy hair, breath that smells of ale, and a long beard that I never cut and a horrible smell from never taking a bath. I wander from town to town helping out my fellow lads and fighting the evil monster of this world. Height 5’4, Weight 130, Age 8 seasons aka 56.
What are your characters ambitions?: He has no ambition but to wander.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:http://imgur.com/gallery/kcs5s/new
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
His weapons are a rusty sword and his good ole bow.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I was walking in the mighty city of Arethor a human city when I here a voice a shouting arrows, bows and swords for cheap. As i walk over there I see that its a dwarf, so i walking over there and ask him why his selling all those weapons cheap. He tells me that his wife needs medical treat meant and he doesn't have the money to pay for it. I ask him how much he needs and he says he needs 700 hundred mina sadly I didn't have that much but I did have 359 hundred mine so I gave him all that and i moved on.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf.There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I was walking on a run down road when I came across a orc mugging a tiny dwarf, so him being on of my kind I walk up to the orc and tell him to move on but the orc shoves me to the ground and just start betting me half to death I Finley pass out because the pain was so bad. I wake in a pool of blood I thought it was mining tell i looked to my side then i see the died dwarf I get up and run to the next town and tell the guard about it.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I was walking down a old road down to malinor when i see a old man collapse and a bag of minas spill out i reach down to pick it up for the old man but the old man broke his hip when he fell so i told him that ill go get help, i probe him up on a old oak tree and run off to the nearest town town to go get help. I ran up to a group of men to help me carry him back here so the town Doctor can help him. when we get there the human men pick him up and carry him back to there town and I carry on to the next town.
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Minecraft Account Name: Dekorballord
How old are you?: 13, 14 in December
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: EST Canada
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: I am quite skilled in the English language, and generally correct others who do not have as well a grip as I in communication abilities.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: I used to play on a small RPG server, that was wildly glitchy and had few accurate details.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: I have, and I do.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I was searching for an RPG server on the minecraft forums, and this one was recommended
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/! :
I have.
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Role playing is when you control a virtual, or in some cases other dimensional, character completely and totally, and control them as if you are them. Usually when you role play it's with friends, and you go on epic quests, fight amazing monsters and generally be epic.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Using a pre determined strategy that allows you to strain or exceed the intended limits of a game.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Doing something to another character without their approval.
Character Name:Dekorballord
Character Race:Elf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
Darfin was a unique elf, born in the darkest part of the forest and since birth especially strong in magic. However it was not the regular magic he was powerful in. While other elven children were powerful in nature magic, Darfin was the master of darkness. Many did not know he could use the shadows as he did, but they all knew of his weakness in nature. He was mocked as he grew, laughed at and shunned, and inside him a part of his soul embraced the darkness and turned him malevolent. As he grew older, he became more and more hateful, and eventually he killed one of the other elves.
The high elves were horrified, and sent elves to capture him. But Darfin had already escaped, leaving a message behind. "All my life you shunned me, even my parents refused to look at me when they found out about my prowess in the dark arts. I could've made the forests safe, spying on all evil creatures as they wandered through shadows, but you shunned me. You shunned me, and you shall pay! I swear from this day forth every elf I encounter will regret stepping in their shadow, and none who travel in darkness will be safe from my wrath" The elves exiled him, and forbid any further contact with him.
What are your characters ambitions?:
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: I will post the picture after I make the skin. (Sorry!)
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: He is prejudiced against elves, but not blind: If one is truly nice to him he will not shun them as he was. He is also nice to species that are not elves.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? As I have been shunned by my own people and know what it is like to have nothing to call my own but my clothes I go over to him. I speak to him, explaining why I would like to help him, and that I am not trying to trick out of his already few possessions. I take him to a place where I can talk to him privately, and I show him the things that I have collected, magical items that would sell far better than his current wares. I offer that he take any one that I have, and sell it to buy food, new clothes and a place to live.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? Being who I am, I would use the shadows to wrap him and the dwarf up. I would go up and tell the dwarf I am on his side, then release him. Then I would pull out the short sword that I received from the shadows had gifted me, in case the Orc somehow broke free of his magical prison. I would ask the Orc why he was doing what he was, and if the answer I receive is not one I like, I would slay the Orc, and destroy his body, adding his spirit to my power.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:I help the man up, and forge him a new tool from the shadows. This is a magical walking stick, one that would heal the mans injuries if he was holding it when he received them. It would also give him a level of protection from any who tried to harm him. I would gather his coins and give them back to him along with a new sack. Furthermore I would give him some of my own coins to help him on his way.
Minecraft Account Name:
Tagteam95
How old are you?:
17 years old
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: GMT/USA
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:
Yes I do.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:
A little bit, but not much.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:
Yes I have and agree to them completely.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:
I heard of it from five of my friends that play.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
None.
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/! :
Yes.
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:
The act of roleplaying is making up a fictional character and playing as him/her in first person through their daily life.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:
The act of meta-gaming is taking information from out of character (OOC) and acknowledging or using that information in character (IC). An example would be say you were on teamspeak with a friend and he said he was selling iron. And you walk up to him on the server and say, “I heard you were selling iron, could I get some?” Meta-gaming is treatable, thankfully.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:
The act of power-emoting is emoting with a one-sided advantage. What I mean by this is for example: “Azrak punches the guard in the gut.” That is power-emoting. It should be: “Azrak attempts to punch the guard in the gut.” This gives the player a choice as to what he/she can do with the role-play.
Character Name:
Azrak Blackwind
Character Race:
Dwarf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
Azrak was born 415 years ago to a set of wonderful parents. His father was in the Legion and respected as a fierce fighter and a loyal dwarf. His mother was one with a big heart. She was very kind and cared for Azrak more than he knew. His childhood was filled with great memories. Azrak was an adventurous beardling with a quick temper. He often got in fights with the other beardlings these fights usually resulted with him winning because Azrak was very muscular. His father not wanting his son to grow up like him introduced him to the craft of blacksmithing. Azrak was immediately addicted to smithing and became quite good at it. As years went on and his skill increased, Azrak decided it was his time to leave.
Azrak was now at the age of 370 years old. He had become legendary with his skill in blacksmithing and wanted to make a bigger profit. So after talking with his father and packed up and headed to the human lands called the Holy Oren Empire. Here he set up shop making armor, weapons, and everyday tools for the people. Azrak felt that he had gained everything he wanted to in life and now he had the perfect life. He was doing what he loved and was making good money at it. Through all of this he found himself still searching for something but, he could not figure it out. What was it?
What are your characters ambitions?:
Azrak’s ambitions are to go settle down in the Human kingdom and possibly become a smith and soldier for a House of Oren.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Skin is attached.
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
He is very skilled with a battle axe and can use a great sword with ease. He has studied the art of smithing for years and has become well adapt and considered one of the best smiths in the land.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?
Azrak walks over to the poor dwarf immediately feeling compassion for him. “Ello lad, wut migh’ ye be sellin’ dis fine day?” The poor dwarf looks up seeing a fellow dwarf and responds with a smile. “I be sellin’ some ore, an iron sword, a few apples, and an iron pick axe. Would ye like to buy anythin’?” Azrak thinks to himself for a few seconds before responding as he pulss a bag of minas out of his satchel. “I believe I ‘ake tu apples and five iron ore.” Without another word out of the dwarf, Azrak generously gives him 200 minas. The dwarf looks down and a big smile grows on his face. “Dis is incredible! I shall go open a shop. Tank you much! ‘ere are yer items.” Azrak smiles and takes the apples and the ore nodding and walking off, proud that he made someone’s day better.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?
Azrak seeing a fellow dwarf being harassed goes to investigate. Watching from a distance he sees that the dwarf is beginning to be threatened. Knowing that an Orc would never want to take on two mad and armed dwarfs he walks from behind the tree with his axe drawn. As the Orc looks to Azrak he throws the other dwarf another spare axe. “I suggest ye leave de dwarf alone caus dis won’ end well fer ye.” The Orc looking to each of the dwarfs sees there is no end to this that will favor him and turns around stomping off. Azrak turns to the other dwarf swinging his axe onto his back and taking the spare on back. “Dat wa’ a close one.” The other dwarf handing him the spare axe, nods. “Aye, tank ye fer yer ‘elp.” Azrak nods and walks off.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:
Azrak seeing the poor man fall to the ground immediately runs over to help him up. “Are ye’ alroight? Ye took qui’ te fall dere.” The old man looks up then to his minas on the ground. Azrak seeing him being a little uneasy he reaches down and picks up the minas. “I believe des belongs to ye eh?” Azrak smiles handing the bag of minas back to the old man. “Ah, yes thank ye so much for helping.” Azrak helps the man up. “Not a proble’, always me hono’ to ‘elp.” Azrak then turns and walks off.
Minecraft Account Name:
Hex37
How old are you?:
19
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:
EST/USA
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:
Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:
I have been apart of 3 minecraft RP servers so far.
The first was Ragnarok; Songs of Discord. I never really left Ragnarok, and I think I never will. Most of everything I have learned about RP and the manipulation thereof I have learned in Ragnarok. It has been, unfortunately, been under construction for the better part of 4 months now, so I'm looking elsewhere.
The second was Assassin's Creep, a Renaissance Italy Assassin's Creed remake. I left that server promptly after I discovered that it was quite literally owned and operated by 13 year olds, and featured some very uncomfortable rp-situations. That combination weirded me out more than a little, and I left as a result.
The third server I joined for RP was Dragonsreach. It had a good premise, but the players on the server focused more on factions than RP, and often put it before actual story.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:
Yes.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:
Word-of-mouth.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Last app from a very long time ago. It wasn't on the forums, so I linked the minecraft forum post.
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/! :
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:
Roleplaying is a method of telling a story with many people at once. Good roleplay is when you can successfully build a believable story with the people you're around. The best kind of roleplay only happens in a very fleeting moment, where for a split second, the entire scene happening in game seems nearly real.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:
Metagaming is when you take knowledge you couldn't possibly know in character and acting upon it, breaking the fourth wall and usually generating HORRIBLE RP.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:
Powergaming happens when you try to force your version of a scenario on another player. Usually, this devolves into a very ty "NUH UH, YUH HUNH" scenario not uncommon on kindergarten playgrounds all across the world. Power-emoting is an extension of this, where you implement damaging acts with an emote, without giving the other player a chance to have their character react.
Character Name:
Devin "Devry" Ryder
Character Race:
Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
In the past, Devry was an ambitious businessman with an investment opportunity simply couldn't pass up.
He was the new courier who was supposed to pick up the new shipment of armor you just ordered.
Devry *ahem* Devin Ryder the Third, I mean, was once a wealthy aristocrat who sold off his land at a one-time low price.
Confused yet? Devry isn't. "Devry" (A shortening of his full name, DEVin RYder) once made an entire lifestyle out of being able to look and sound like all these things, and many more. He's an ex-con man, by nature and trade, and at one time he was a pretty damn good one. To him, putting on a different persona is as easy as putting on a different pair of shoes, though occasionally he wishes he could put on a new life too.
Devry's REAL identity is, to him, an unbearably humble one. Devin Ryder began his life in a troupe of traveling thespians. His parents, though quite caring (in their own sardonic way), never could get a handle on their little Devin while he was growing up. He had a reputation for being wild, yellow-eyed devil, and an even bigger reputation for playing pranks on other actors in the troupe.
At the tender age of 5, when Devin was finally old enough to take the stage, he took to it like a fish in water; but found it lacking. Being a naturally indignant kid, he thought his skill was wasted on his troupe's small stage on the back of a dinky cart. He wanted something bigger for himself in life. I bigger stage, a bigger payout and a bigger audience.
By 16, he felt himself ready enough to try using his skills on the biggest stage imaginable; Valnor itself. Apparently, he wasn't. He was caught red handed the first time he tried to con someone out of their Virae. He managed to escape, but his little farce was enough for the entire town to hear about it by the day's end. He had reached an impasse; the local law was out to make an example of him, but he'd rather hang himself than so much as look at his parents again. Eventually, he resolved to strike out on his own.
That was about 5 years ago.
In that time, Devry made more mistakes in life than he could count or like to recount. He never gave up on trying to act his way into the big leagues, however. In that time he had earned himself nothing more than bumps, bruises, and hard time in jail. The last time he got out of jail was only about a year ago. This time, he hopes for a fresh start. Gods forbid, maybe this time he'll take up an honest job. He can sew, maybe he'll be a tailor.
Today, Devry is roughly 5'10, and looks to be in his late twenties. What he's wears is very rarely constant, but tends to revolve around a long-sleeve shirt and slacks. Usually, he will be wearing a hat of some sort that does it's best to shade his bright yellow eyes. It's rather noticeable shade that he's found to be more of a curse than a blessing over the years. Almost always, he will be smiling a ***** beam.
What are your characters ambitions?:
Devry wants to be rich, and he wants to outsmart the best. He wants to trick the trickster, blind the eye of justice, and make faces at kings and queens. His ambition has no upper limit; his pride drives him to forever be trying to be something more, until he dies.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
He's funny, and he makes moves you'd never expect, kind of like a weasel.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? Devin would definitely take a look at his wares. A dwarf in a human city, especially a new dwarf in a human city, is going to be starting out with low prices, and Devin knows how to make a desperate shopkeeper haggle prices even further. Plus, he can make a bonus on the resell simply by stating that they're "an exotic goods from the Dwarven kingdom."
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?
The first thing Devry would do is cuss. Under his breath, of course, and only because he'd have to get his coat dirty to pull this one off.
It'd be totally worth it though, he knew.
He'd drop his coat on the side of the road, place his prized beret lightly atop it, roll up the sleeves of his undershirt, ruffle his hair a bit, and maybe get a little fresh dirt on it. The result would be that worn look common to a bandit living in the countryside.
Finally, after prepping himself properly, he'd get their attention.
Predictably, would ask what the **** Devry wants. Devery would identify them vaguely as the one orc he heard were hanging around the Oren Road. Using some knowledge he picked up about one of the larger raiding parties in the area, Devry would then tell him that those guys were buildin up for somethin big and were havin him look around for some muscle (they weren't.) He'd then ask if the orc would like to be that muscle.
Asking for a monetary finder's fee (Only a small amount; nothing too much; Half now, half when you get there, ya?), he'd then direct the orc to a very, very fake meetup point where this recruitment stuff was going down.
After he got the brute to leave, he'd then give the dwarf a sly wink, and tell him to be thankful that Ole Devry came along when he did. The Dwarf would think he was a smug chap, the orc would soon want him to be a dead chap (only after getting lost in the forest), and Devry would get to pocket some cash on the side. Everybody wins!
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:Devin, being a seasoned con-man, thief, liar, and general hoodlum for most of his life would do what comes naturally to him. He would help the old man up, help him, by hand, all the way to Malinor, and have the codger treat him to a drink, all the while asking about Malinor, and collecting juicy tips; known only to old men and locals.
...What? Carrying a defenseless old man when entering a city for the first time is a perfect way to not only get in good the guards, but with the ladies too. You can't argue with the ladies.
Minecraft Account Name: Dilldongo
How old are you?: 16
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: USA (Central time zone)
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes, I have played on many various roleplaying servers
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: My friend referred me to it.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/74534-dilldongos-application/
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraft...nique-gameplay/! : Yes.
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: The act of roleplaying is to act or play as your own predefined character.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: The act of meta-gaming is telling or recieving OOC information for your own benefit in the roleplay.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: The act of power-emoting is expressing a thought that is not avoidable and/or making yourself a powerful undefeatable figure. It can also be abused to win a fight.
In-Character Details
Character Name: James Miron
Character Race: Human (Northerner)
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: James was born near Arethor in a small farm living only with his father. His mother died during his birth. James' father taught him to hunt, farm, and survive around the age of 12. James' never disrespected his father in any way, he actually felt sorrow for the man, respecting all he did for him. When he was 18 it was the night of "The Great Hunt" and his father set him off to the hunt to compete with all the great hunters from the land of Asulan, but this time without his father as guidance. He was getting older his father told him. After the Great Hunt James returned home with great news.. he then found his fathers farm on fire, burnt to ashes, he ran into the house to find his father dead, killed in cold blood. In a dazed search of sorrow he found one peice of evidence, a shredded piece of cloth. He then passed out due to the extreme conditions around him. The next day a traveling trader found him unconscious near his burned wheat farm. The trader woke him and he told him what happened but was in extreme pain. After a short burial of his father's corpse he left with the trader and set off to Arethor . During this time, he vowed to himself he would abide by the rules his father told him in the past and will live a neutral life. He will also leave the man who did this to his father to find his own path to justice.
James left his small farm with the trader. On the long journey he had became a close friend to the trader, or as you could call him, Granthor. They became great friends, telling about thier past lives and thinking of the future. One eerie night they were starting a camp for the night due to the foggy wheather and Granthor thought he had seen movement in the dark forest near them. After some time, a ruthless group of bandits jumped from the forest and started to attack us. Two of the bandits looted the traders things while another two were bombarding us with hacks and slashes of the sword. I then managed to pick off one of them with my bow. Granthor slammed his waraxe into the hilt of one of the bandits blades causing a confusion. I then slashed him with a killing blow. Then, I felt a sharp pain in my ankle, I was bleeding, I was shot.. Granthor tried all he could to help me, he bandaged me up with a quick bandage and some regeneration potion to help soothe the pain. He tried to hold them off as good as he could. He then ran for them trying for a confusion to let me get away. With this saving touch it caused his death, all because of me. He was shot in the back, all i could do was watch him die.. right in front of me. Then the bandits took me as a prisoner and I couldnt run, I accepted my fate. The bandits took the horse and carriage and started to travel towards Holm. On the way they fed me nothing, they treated me like a slave. Once we neared Holm we stopped for camp. I then heard the bandits talk about their great killings, thievings, and capturings. One of wich was about killing a poor old man, others where about destroying houses, and killing families. I sat by the camp fire with no emotion. They cheered and roared with there new found jackpot. I was tied down to a tree, my hands were partially free. They threw one piece of bread at my feet as if I could reach it.
Throughout the night they drank ale and spoke of new ways of stealing. All I could think of was leaving this rotten group of misfits. Over time they all got drunk and passed out, too bad I couldnt sleep, I was in shock due to the things that have happened. When the early morning rolled around I heard a loud crunching sound behind me, almost like a spider, the ticking sound was very loud. I turned my head to look at it and saw a huge ferocious creature. It was a large black Scaddernak inspecting the carriage. As I turned I flinched causing me to make a loud sound from hitting the tree. The scaddernak saw me and did a loud horrid screech. This screech caused the bandits to wake up in a great confusion they stood up and they grabbed their weapons. The Scaddernak was very startled, it then slammed his pincer carriage crushing it into pieces. One of the bandits started yelling warcries and shooting the large creature, making it more irritated, it then loomed over him and crushed the bandit with its great claws. It demolished the camp within seconds. I could only watch, struggling to get out of my bindings. One of the bandits ran towards me taking cover behind the tree. As the bandit shot with his bow and arrow at the Scaddernak it became very irritated and slammed its pincer into the tree, the slam loosend my bindings just enough that I could escape. With great timing I escaped and ran. One of the bandits was chasing me down with his iron knife, he grabbed me and started to jab me, I then uppercutted him right in the jaw, causing him to be discombobulated, but also causing me to stumble. I stood up from the ground looking the scaddernak in the eyes and took off running for the hills. The scaddernak seemed not to follow me, It seemed to be distracted by the bandits so I didn't look back until I got to a far distance. As I looked back I saw was the Scaddernak ripping everything to shreads. Not a man was left standing. I walked miles and miles until I found a small house in the forest. The owner of the house was nice enough to let me stay for the night. I cleaned myself up over the night and had my first sleep in a while. The next morning I left for the Sanctuary of the Cloud Temple. My journey into a new life, regardless of all the things that have happened begins here.
What are your characters ambitions?: Find a new way of life. Choose an evil path, or turn to the herioc side and be trustworthy to others.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: (James is 6'0 with dark brown hair with a brown bushy beard. He is medium built and speaks with a regular english accent. He wears a with a red settler jacket and is a young adult at the age of 25. He is a very calm person with a bit of adventurous tendencies but when it comes to a battle or a serious matter he can become very serious.)
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I would walk by and start a conversation. I would probably say: "Hello sir, what do you have for sale?" and probably start a thriving conversation, as if he is lonely and hasn't had any conversations in a while. I would then buy something from him and donate about 150 minas to the poor man. After buying from the man I would then ask if he has any stories from his adventures. Then I would wish the poor man good luck and best wishes in the future.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I would consult the Orc in a calm manner, I would then ask both the orc and the dwarf "What's the problem here?" knowing the Orc nature, he/she would probably be ignorant towards my question. I would then make sure that the situation is solved and if the Orc wishes to pick a fight let it be so. I would tell the dwarf to go back to his regular business and start to fight with the orc. I would fight with all my life, holding my iron sword I would use a diversion and tire out the orc. I would then try my best to knock the orc out, causing him to back off. I wouldnt want to kill him, but if it comes to it I would. In the end the orc would end up leaving after I spare his life, then solving the conflict
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I would help the old man up and pick up his coins and ask "Are you okay?". Then I would put his coins inside of a temporary pouch found in my inventory and give it to him. I would then help him walk for a bit and I would introduce myself and tell him to stay safe. Next I would find a stick large enough to hold up the poor man's weight and let him get to a safe distance (near a safe place) and I would then leave him with a safe goodbye.
Minecraft Account Name: Trager92
How old are you?: 19
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: US Mountain Time (UT, CO, ID, etc.)
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: I like to think of myself as one with a near perfect grasp on the English language; But I am not above misspelling or fowling up my punctuation some.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes, I roleplay often with a group of friends on a system we created ourselves, along with extensive experience within the World of Warcraft universe.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: I have indeed.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: Found your server up on the mincraftforum.net server list and decided to test it out.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: NA.
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraft...nique-gameplay/! : Not yet, soon after this though.
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Filling a role within a story told by yourself and your peers in a friendly, gaming environment.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Using information you've gained out of character to effect the story in some way, shape or form.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Making an action within your post that is unavoidable, or cannot be prevented by the players that may be affected by it.
Character Name: Aeteris
Character Race: Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
Born and raised within the heart of Oren; Aeteris was known by Braden Eldris for the majority of is life, working along side his parents on the relatively small patch of farmland they owned. He grew strong, able-bodied tilling fields and keeping the livestock in check- But the peaceful existence only lasted so long for the working family.
One summer evening, as the moon reached its peak in the starry sky; The family awoke to the harsh burn of smoke in their lungs and war cries in the fields around their home. Confused, and afraid, his mother hid within the depths of their cellar as Braden and his father ran into the fields to face the raiding bandits. It was no contest, the bandits easily struck them both down; Leaving the young man barely grasping the last spark of life within him as the home and fields burned around him.
The heat was immense, but he was spared suffocation as he lay in the blood-soaked mud and cried out in pain from the searing blazes. His flesh was forever scarred by the event, his mind no better. It took him months to recover, saved only by a passing citizen whom took him in and saw fit to nurse him to life. That was the day Braden died, and Aeteris was born from his ashes. He dawned a set of white-stained leathers, covering himself from head to toe as he set out to learn the ways of the rogue; In hopes to prevent any family from suffering his fate ever again.
What are your characters ambitions?: Learning to fight with bladed, one-handed weapons; empowering himself, and protecting those he deems in danger.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: My skin can be found here.
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: He is not set in stone, his mind is fragile as most are following tragedy; He is almost assured to change as I RP him, learn lore more, and grow more comfortable.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?
I looked at the dwarf for some time, remembering the feeling of standing beside my father and hearing his cries to sell the harvest on busy streets; It seemed strange that this person I'd never met before would bring such vivid memories to life. I stood out of the way, for quite awhile before searching my pockets for any coin I could spend. Not much, but he needed it more than I. He gave a grateful smile, and gave what merchandise fit my coin, and we parted ways. I do not know if I'll ever see him again; But I do hope I helped...
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?
Something stirred in me... Little care for the law as I stepped into the altercation and drew the blades I've trained so hard to wield. The orc gave little mind to me, but the anger of his disrespect, and the memories of the farm being torn down while I lay helpless drove me into a fury I'd not experienced before.. We fought, we fought hard. Blood was shed, from both parties, but on this night no lives were taken. That is all I can ask for, really, that the conflict can end without the spark of life going with it.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:
As the old man fell, a small gasp of surprise escaped me and I knelt beside him as quickly as my bandaged frame would allow. He looked at me, his eyes telling that he expected one dressed so tightly to make off with his valuables. The look saddened me deeply, and I shook my head softly; Carefully gathering the man's Minas into a pouch and offering them back to him with a gentle nod- But not a single word. His thanks were many, and repetitive, but they told me I'd done a good thing as I helped him to his feet. I rested well, knowing the world was just a touch better this eve.
Minecraft Account Name: MushyNinja
How old are you?: 16
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Pacific Canada
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: First language, but my spelling can be poor at times.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Very Little
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I was Searching for a good RP server and TLOTC came up. ALL HAIL GOOGLE
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: NA
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/! : Yes
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: To take on the identity of another, wether factual or imagined.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: To, while RolePlaying use knowledge your alternate identity could not possibly know.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: To commit an act during RPing on another person without alowing a chance for said person to react/respond. eg: /me DIE ELF SCUM ~MushyNinja slices elf in two. nowhere here did I alow the elf to stop me from killing him/her.
Character Name: Usay Raven
Character Race: Dark Elf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
Usay had a fairly normal life. His father was a hunter and trained Him with a bow at and early age. Life was good, hunting boar and deer untill one day when he was hunting he heard the distinct THWAK of an arrow in flesh. expecting to find his father bent over hist kill, he found a looming skeleton in a golden helm standing in a clearing with his father at its feet. Behind this beast was a hoard of undead, armed to the teath and advancing on him. He escaped only by the skin of his neck by hidding in the treetops of a large oak.
"I stayed there throgh the night. After this gruesome horde had past I heard spiders through the night. I shot a couple when they came to close. When dawn struck I set for home. After my fathers funeral I armed myself and set off in pursuit of this gold crowned skeleton and his undead legion. I encountered this army once more and yet I was able to make quite again in that archers skull him and his army forced me to flee the battle. I now serve as a town guard protecting my family from the night.
Usay is a dark elf with dark obsidian skin and a few light diamond streaks in his hair. Wearing bronze chain mail, dark cloth shirt and leggings. He wears a quiver across his chest and a small hunting knife on his leg. During the spring he wears slightly lighter chainmail and will often go on hunting missions after nearby undead hoards. He is very practical only striving for a few things in life but will always protect his people and outsiders from danger.
What are your characters ambitions?: Defend his home town and to avenge his father.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: Not particularly.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? Usay, pretending to see something interesting on the other side of the street, briskly walks away while avoiding eye contact.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I notch an arrow and land it right between the brutes feet. He looks up startled. With his atention on me the dwarf briskly runs in the opposite direction while the Orc seeing another arrow latched moves off grumbling down the road.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I gather up the mans stick and help him to his feet. As he steadies himself I hand him his coins and ask if he will need any further help. ( Im a dark elf not a douce)