Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? Did just then.
Have you read the Dwarven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?:
I have read the Dwarven Lore, and will try to make use of it in my biography
[b]Definitions[/b] In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing:
In my own words, Role-Playing is taking on a persona. Encompassing responsibilities, troubles, strengths and weaknesses of the character to partake within a community in a realistic manner.
Meta-gaming:
In my own words, Meta-Gaming is the use of outside information to benefit ones self inside the game, often at the displeasure of others. Example: A wild CREEPER appears, your character has no knowledge of these creatures, but you instantly switch to your smite sword for extra damage, without
Power-emoting:
In my own words, Power-Gaming is Role-Playing something that isn't able to be stopped or lack of Role-Play to achieve something. Example: *I pick pocket JIMMY without him knowing* *I swing my sword severing JIMMY's head*
[b]In-Character Information:[/b] Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Korgan Ironfist
Current Age: 23
Sub-race (if any): Mountain
Clan (if any): Presently clanless
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):[/b]=
Victims of countless Orcish raids by the War Uzg, my parents fought to make a better life for me by moving deeper into the mountains. My parents left their home on the outskirts of Kal'Azgoth. Heavily pregnant my mother went into labour, on the fourth night of their journey, and died bringing me into the world. Mad with grief, my father pushes on in hopes of reaching the mountain, but is short lived because our camp is raided by orcs. The orcs didn't notice me and so I was no more than a suckling babe, stranded on the road to the mountains. At this point I was found by a wandering caravan of humans.
They kindly took me in. Educated, clothed and fed me until I was 16. During my time with the caravan I grew fond of reading, crafting and archery. After leaving I headed to the city of Kal'Azgoth to find work.
Under many wonderful masters I discovered my talents of crafting and mining, but found it harder and harder to relate to other dwarves, after living 16 years with humans. Not knowing who I wanted to be, I set out wandering the realms. Searching for something, anything to lead myself in the direction I wanted to go.
I stayed out of trouble, but made as many friends as I could along the way, and today I find myself justing wanting a place to belong to.
Ambitions for the Future:
I want to increase my proficiency at mining and crafting, whilst learning as many new skills as I may. I would like nothing more than to find somewhere I can belong.
Personality:
A hearty dwarf Korgan is, always quick to laugh and quip, but struggles to feel at home, because he has never had one.
Strengths:
Proficient at archery, mining, reading and crafting.
Weaknesses:
Terrible at speaking, has a tendency to be mad for no reason and generally odd.
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):
Any other details you wish to share about your character:
Nope.
[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b] Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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[b]1. Whilst mining deep in the undergrounds of Kalos you see a large deposit of diamond ore at the other side of the ravine you are on. There is a very thin rock bridge that looks precariously unstable, but it is the only way to access the deposit. What do you do?[/b]
Answer:
I look around, extremely excited and somewhat flustered at my own predicament. I am looking for anything, anything at all that might strengthen this bridge. I see wooden sticks... Do I want to stake my life on some wooden sticks...? I don't, I continue looking.
[b]2. You are sitting in the local tavern with a large pint of ale in your hand - sitting nearby you is a rather young dwarf whom is clearly going through a bad time. He is crying to himself, and clutching a small wooden hammer toy. In the other corner of the room two shady dwarves are sitting whispering to each other and pointing occasionally at the dwarf. They stand up, one with a small dagger in his hand and begin to approach the young dwarf. What do you do?[/b]
Answer:
This is awful. How might I help this poor fellow? Could I divert there attention through violence, long enough to allow him to run. Definately not, it's 2 against one and it is pretty cramped. If I could somehow divert there attention so that I might slip the poor dwarf a message... I wipe the ale from my mouth with the back of my sleeve and bellow, "Innkeeper, get these fine fellows a pint of ale" gesturing at the two dwarfs currently standing.
[b]3. Whilst wandering through the Dwarven Caverns you hear a voice call out to you; “Oi, ye’! C’mere n’ get ye’rself an ale!”. You spin on your heel and see a heavily bearded bar-owner looking at you - a huge grin on his face, and a mug of ale in his hand. How do you react?[/b]
Answer:
"There's nuthin' I'd rather do, but I have work ta' do. Can't be slacking now can we." I slowly depart from the Innkeepers company, continuing about my business.
Problems: I can't seem to post this application on the website forums, because when Itry I am unable to type the two security words, because they don't show up.
b]Out-Of-Character Information[/b] Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name:Redpen900
How old are you?:17
Time-Zone:Southern
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes I agree and I have read the rules.
What previous experience have you had in role play?:Yes plenty of times once on another server like this one and through some Chatzy harry potter role plays.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I saw a YouTube video on it and I thought it looked cool.
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: this one : http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/85578-redpen900s-application-human/ and this one: http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/83719-elf-redpen900s-application/
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):
Have you read the Elven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: Yes I will try my best.
[b]Definitions[/b] In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: Being someone your not a fictional character in a fictional world.
Meta-gaming: Making your character know something they are not supposed to know like when you see someone's nametag through a wall your not allowed to turn the corner and start hurting them when your in war.
Power-emoting: Forceful or powerful Role playing. Power-emoting is when you do an action like *Kills bob* before giving the other player a chance to react.
[b]In-Character Information:[/b] Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Kronus Calverius
Current Age:200
Sub-race (if any):
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long
):Kronus was born to two elves named Millisa and Fronar Calverius on an island in a lake in the realm of Anthos. Kronus was born with a small heart condition. Little did they know this would affect him later in life. After a couple of years Kronus was then taught how to a wield a sword. Kronus praticed for years to develope his skills. Then the family got robbed when Kronus was around 50 years old, thus making them move to an Elvish slum so they could find work. Then 10 years later when Kronus was 60 his father and mother could not support the family even with they're other child Somnius. So Kronus was sent off to the city of Laurelin to find work for his family.
After days of wandering the streets of the city cold and hungry Kronus sat on a bench infront of a blacksmith's forge. "What are you staring at boy?" said a man behind him. "I wasn't staring at anything sir." and for some reason the man smiled. "I like your attitude boy, would you care for a bit of supper at my house later tonight? You look very hungry." "Yes please." Kronus replied then the young elf followed him into the forge. That night Kronus ate a marvelous home cooked meal. "What's your name?" the man asked at the table after dinner. "I'm Kronus what's yours?" asked Kronus not knowing this would be the start of a long friendship between the human and the elf. "I am Allan but you can call me Al." Al said smiling. "Well I best be going now." Kronus said looking grimly. "Oh ok do your parents know your here?" Kronus looked at him the only reason he was here was because of his parents a surge of anger went through him his blue eyes looking up at him. "My parents are in another place I best be going to my allyway and sleep there." Kronus opened the door that lead out of the house then the Al (Who was a Human by the way.) stood up putting a hand on Kronus's shoulder and said "You can stay with us if you like I could get you a job at the forge aswell." Kronus looked at him with wide eyes and nodded slowly how could he ever repay Al for his generosity. The very next day Kronus started to work on small things like nails and horse shoes for local farmers and builders. 10 years later Kronus was at his full potential for smithing make axes, war hammers, swords and knifes. Kronus then later made enough profit to buy a small home near the smith so he could easily get to work in the morning. He then started to get offers from the elvish army to make more and more weapons. Kronus started to get overwhelmed and took a leave of absence for a while. Kronus traveled to The slum where his parents lived and there was no sign of them. Kronus soon found out that his family left to move to one of the higher elvish communities and left him behind.
Sad and angry Kronus traveled home to Laurelin and continued working for Al. Then 20 years passed and Al was growing old. Kronus saw that Al could hardly work the forge anymore and that it was killing him. Kronus tried to convince Al to stop working the forge. He didn't suceed until a year went by and Al died infront of the forge right before Kronus's eyes. Kronus was mad and confused why Al didn't heed is warning. Kronus then later at the age of 199 set off on an adventure to clear his mind of the rage and sadness he had inside him, hoping all his problems will be solved.
Ambitions for the Future: To solve his emotional problems and clear his mind of Rage.
Personality: Gets angry very easily. Kronus is very polite (As you can see when Al offered him to come over for dinner.) he usually keeps his anger inside and try's to never inflict it on people.
Skills: Swords, crafting, Archery
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): He has Blonde hair and blue eyes. He isn't very beefy but average muscle tone. Very beat up hands form working at the forge for a long period of time. Dear Lord of the craft staff the uploading thing says that "I do not have enough allotted disk space for attachments" SO therefore I cannot attach the in game skin screenshot I can give you the link though :http://www.minecraftskinspro.com/default.asp?action=readreviews&link=26788 It's a simple elf skin with normal square eyes and blonde hair wearing green clothes skin is pale.
Any other details you wish to share about your character: Sorry about the inconvenience i'll try not to have it happen again, please consider this and look at the link.
[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b] Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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[b]1. As you walk through the deep forests you hear the sound of whispering and snickering. Upon inspection you realize that a group of older elves are mocking a small elven child. How do you react?[/b]
Answer: I walk through the forest minding my own business when I hear snickering and whispering. I peer over the bushes to see a small group of older elves mocking a small elf. I walk over to them "Now, now kids play nice." I say to them calmly all of the group members turn me and glare at me one of them says "And why should we?" the group start to look at me in anger. "What did this young one ever do to you it's not like he's a dreaded monster waiting to eat you." Some of the group members spit on the ground. "Yeah what if your a monster? Let's get him!" They run towards me I unsheathe my sword they quickly move back and glare at me angrily one last time and run away. "T-thank you.." The little elf says looking at me with wide eyes. "No problem now return home little one." I watch as the small elf returns to his mother and father waving at me as I walk down the road of the forest.
[b]2. Whilst wandering through the Elven forests you come across a frail old man with a walking stick. He collapses in front of you, falling to the ground with a sharp thud. Out of his pocket falls a small pouch of gold coins, which hits the ground and splits open spreading coins across the pathway. The man lies there, defenseless - what do you do?[/b]
Answer: After the Old man fell I offer him my hand to get him up. "Are you ok?" I ask he looks at me with a grateful smile "Yes I'm fine guess I'm not what I used to be." the man starts to pick up his coins I begin to help him and put them in a small leather bag and give it to the man. "Here is your money back." the man looks at me smiling, "Thank you, kind sir" he says as he walks away towards his home not very far from here. "No problem" I say and walk away looking back at the old man to make sure he does not fall again.
[b]3. Whilst traversing the Elven Woodlands, you come across a small clearing in which a colored carriage sits. A trader stands outside of it and calls you over, telling you of his wares. He points out that his carriage sells just about everything, and that he's willing for you to haggle for a price. What does your character do? (Please include:- item, haggling for prices and the discussion involved).[/b]
Answer: "Welcome, welcome to Bjorn's fine goods we sell everything that you could possibly need!" I walk over to the trade caravan. "Anything, do you sell food?" "Yes I do got carrots and apples bread and meat I even sell cake as a little treat!" I look at the food some of it looks rotten "How much for the apples?" I ask "I will go 20 Minas For 6 of them." I look at him this didn't seem like a fair deal. "How about 10 Minas for 6 of them?" I ask him starring him down "I'll go 5 for fifteen" He said "Five for twelve final offer." "Fine, fine you have yourself a deal." He hands me the apples and I pay the money. Then later that night I noticed they were rotting I run back to the trade caravan only to see it was gone.
The Lord of the Craft is a strict and mature roleplaying server with an extensive playerbase and professional staff. The main aim of the entire Lord of the Craft Development Team is to provide the players with the most ideal and superb platform to roleplay on - this means we run a hand-selected plugin set-up featuring custom plugins developed exclusively for us, and others modified to fit the server.
You can be what you want to be - a sailor, a farmer, a king or a soldier - you can be them all on the Lord of the Craft.
The Lord of the Craft is a strict-roleplay server which features a totally unique and hand-made Realm in which our players can roleplay in. We dedicate ourselves to creating the perfect platform for our players, which means that we focus entirely on ensuring the world is fit for you to roleplay in.
On the Lord of the Craft you have the chance to create a totally unique character - anyone you want - and you can roleplay as them. You can be a simple peasant farmer, get married and run your farm to make a living - or you can delve into the dangerous world of politics and rise as the leader of a nation. It all depends on your interaction in the world with other players.
For the past two years (approx.) we have been the number one Minecraft Roleplay server - so we have quite some experience in ensuring the maximum experience for our players. We run regular in-game events to progress the server storyline and we feature entirely unique antagonists and lore to get you totally immersed in the server.
Our staff teams are hand-picked from the community, and are made up of the most dedicated server members we have - all focusing on ensuring that you have the perfect time with us.
The Realm of Anthos is our current land, and the people of Asulon (our older world) have settled in nicely. Huge cities have grown from the dusty land, and the populace have become fond of their new homeland.
When playing the Lord of the Craft you will encounter a huge number of players (we have over 11,000 accepted members who have logged into the server) - and you will have the chance to roleplay with literally hundreds of other players in a fully persistent world that is influenced directly by your actions. However, it's not just the in-character aspect of the Lord of the Craft which makes us so popular - we have a fantastic community that has grown over the years, and that is welcoming to all new members.
If you're seeking a mature, entertaining, immersive strict-roleplay server - then you've found it.
Remember to post a copy of your application on THIS thread as a reply.
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):
Have you read the Dwarven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: I have read it. I understand most of it, but it's a lot of lore to take in
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere:
Role-playing: using your imagination to control a character you or someone else creates
Meta-gaming: knowing something in real life about a topic your character would have no knowledge of
Power-emoting: your character doing something without giving the opposing character a chance to re-act. example: 'I take a loaf of bread from the stall, and the shopkeeper looses sight of me in the crowd. '
In-Character Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: ravenwing
Current Age: 315 (45 seasons)
Sub-race (if any): mountain dwarf<
Clan (if any): -
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):[/b
my father ulrak "gem eyes" is a great miner. He was the one who found the crown jewels for King Simmpa, the first dwarven king. ulrak is my single father. we lived very well, we were part of the upperclass until the wars with the orcs. During the wars our money was taken to fund the dwarven armies. My father and I were both recruited and placed into the dwarven militia incase of Kal'Urguan being attacked.
The training was long and hard, dwarven mead ran low during training and everyone got head over heels crazy for mead or ale. As gem cutters and miners my father and I had very little experience with combat. Little did I know that I was great with an Axe. I was top of my squad with the battle axe, one of the most deadly the general has ever seen. After the war with the orcs I decided to stay in the militia. My father retired and died at and age of 715 years. Honored with a mighty statue and buried with the crown jewels. I progressed through the ranks and became interested with explosives. I became a part of the blasting squad in the militia.
The chemicals in the TnT wowed me. I had to know more. Years of research led me to countless times of blowing up me shop, and countless barrels of ale destroyed. I drank when I tested so I really had not gotten far. The leader of the blasting squad had sent me away to a Halfling town called Dunwood. There i tested and drank. The halflings sure do know how to brew a great ale.
Ambitions for the Future: my ambitions is to create the ultimate explosive. one that would make the crater a size of an entire dwarven mine! and yet so accurate our beardlings could play near the blasting zones.
Personality; Rather curious. kind of snooty being an upper class dwarf to the son who founded the crown jewels.
Skills: blasting. axe combat. gem mining. fighting. defense.
Appearance must include an in game screenshot of your skin:
other details you wish to share about your character
Open-Response-Questions Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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1. Whilst mining deep in the undergrounds of Kalos you see a large deposit of diamond ore at the other side of the ravine you are on. There is a very thin rock bridge that looks precariously unstable, but it is the only way to access the deposit. What do you do?
Answer: "ohhh shiny, what have we here?" "hmmmm" -strokes beard- "I can jump it!" using every bit of strength I have I got for the jump. Being very short and having not much running room I trip over the ledge and start to climb the rock face. after about 30 minutes I finally reach the top. I carefully pluck the gems from the rock and start to just stare in amazement at how they glow in such a dark place. I pull out my cutting tols and start to cut right there as if the world around me stopped. I pull out my ale and start to cut. Nothing mesmerizes this dwarf more than a nice pint of ale, freshly cut gems, and a nice round dwarven woman. After I finish my ale and cutting I put the tools away and drop the gems in a pouch I hang from my neck. I reach my mountain side flat and I place the gems in a chest, so full of riches it glows, as if its the ball of fire in the sky. 2. You are sitting in the local tavern with a large pint of ale in your hand - sitting nearby you is a rather young dwarf whom is clearly going through a bad time. He is crying to himself, and clutching a small wooden hammer toy. In the other corner of the room two shady dwarves are sitting whispering to each other and pointing occasionally at the dwarf. They stand up, one with a small dagger in his hand and begin to approach the young dwarf. What do you do?
Answer: "hey that poor lad looks fami'er, he nees a nice cold pint"! "bartender! how about a nice cold pint for this fine young lad?!" "ALSO! bring a nice lamb shank for the lad! hes a twig!" -pointing at the rather skinny dwarf boy- -the two dwarves walk up- "how about you two fine gentlemen find a seat." before a crush in your skulls and let the boy drink from them!" -intimidate successful- -the shady old dwarves walk off cursing swears in dwarven and elvish- "now young lad don't worry about those two. FOR TONIGHT YOU EAT HEARTY AND DRINK WELL! on me" -gives the boy a nice warm smile- 3. Whilst wandering through the Dwarven Caverns you hear a voice call out to you; “Oi, ye’! C’mere n’ get ye’rself an ale!”. You spin on your heel and see a heavily bearded bar-owner looking at you - a huge grin on his face, and a mug of ale in his hand. How do you react?
Answer: "HOW ABOUT I DO! Its been about 20minutes since my last ale, I need ano'er. BARTENDER! give me a pint of yer finest ale! and buy yerself one aswell! -the bartender and I share a cold pint and share stories of the mine. "wow raven it seems yer quite the miner, with all them stories ye got der." "seems like you've seen your fair share of bar fights as well with all them scars ye got!." "these? na. these scars were from the orc wars. They could only but scratch me!" "how about ano'er pint?" says raven. "ye got the coin I got the ale!" -warmly smiling-
- Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Quite.
- Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I'm a high-schooler who's starting up a YouTube channel with some of my friends. I love LoTR, Doctor Who, Sherlock, etc., and do quite a bit of video gaming. I also rock climb and code.
- How much time could you be on the server weekly?: Quite a bit.
- How long have you played minecraft?: A year or two.
- What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I've played ADnD since childhood, and as such have quite a bit of experience with it.
- What do you expect this server will be like?: Spectacular.
- What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: Mithrintia (haven't left it), my friend's (it went bad), survival games (too crowded), jail servers (people were too irritating).
- Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: Yes, yes, yes, and yes.
- Name the 4 races on this server: Humans, Dwarfs, Elves, and Orcs.
- How did you hear about us?: I was on the Photo Realism page and noticed a link to this.
- Did you vote?: Yep.
- What was your favourite Law?: No vandalism.
- What was your least favourite Law?: No swimming in armor.
- What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name?: Xarathorn
In-Character:
- Character Name: Xarathorn
- What is your Race?: Drow (dark elf)
- Lordofthecraft.net/forum, forum account: Xarathorn
- Biography: I was raised in isolation from my evil race, my parents being rare exceptions to the corruption that haunts the drow. They taught me a love for nature, a way to find the good in all creatures, all men. As such it was quite a shock when the orcish hordes stumbled upon our home. They murdured my parents without batting an eye, and burned their bodies along with my home. I only survived because I was off playing in the woods. I was only 40 years of age, and the memory haunts me to this day. After the death of my parents I wandered, unsure of how to continue with my life. I eventually stumbled upon Rivendell, where the elves took me in as one of their own. THE STORY DON'T CONTAINS THINGS FROM LOTR
- Character Age: 143 (about 20ish in elf-years)
- Character Appearance: Dark skin, white hair, purple eyes. Wearing a grey shirt and pants.
- Character Personality: Outgoing yet rather dark and brooding at times. Occasionally liable to lash out.
- Your ambitions: To find the orcs responsible for my parents death and slay them.
- Can your character read or write?: But of course.
- Can your character mine?: If necessary.
- Are you a capable builder?: Indeed I am.
- Can you wield a sword?: If it comes to that.
- Enjoy Farming?: Not really, no.
- Does your character have any special skills?: Good with a bow and sword, athletic, capable climber.
- A screenshot of your skin: http://imgur.com/sdeV9FT (I made both the skin and the building I'm in front of.)
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): Yes
Have you read the Elven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: Yes
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!
Role-playing: Delving into the mind of a character that you create. Thinking and talking like the character taking their personalities into your own.
Meta-gaming: Making yourself think like your character. You have to think with the knowledge of your character and not go overboard with your own knowledge. They should know anything they haven't learned.
Power-emoting: An action where the other character cannot block of defend himself against it, it has already happened. This is usually portrayed in a "bad" situation such as a crime. Ex. *stabbing his sword straight into the mans skull*. There is already a sword in the mans skull in is situation leaving no room for a "block" or "defence".
In-Character Information
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Damian Milark
Current Age: 107
Sub-race (if any): Wood Elf
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):
Damian grew up on the outskirts of the elven nation Malinor. Damian had lost his father at a young age due to war so he and his mother -Melinda Milark- had an extremely close relationship. Damian didn't remember his father at all but he has one special feature passed down from his father, brown hair. Yet one day when Damian decided to venture into the woods alone without telling anyone where he had went something went wrong. After being gone for sever hours his mother started to become worried. She got many of the towns men to go and look for Damian but it was to no prevail. Unfortunately on that day a large army of Orcs were venturing by and took Damian captive. They brought him into a small prison in the middle of an isolated cluster of mountains.
For years upon years Damian sat cooped up in a small cell somewhere in a mountain range. He had lost track of time and everything seemed to be blurred together. There were many prisoners held captive there and none had manage to escape. Damian was weak. doing nothing for twelve years took the toll on him, Mentally and physically. Late one night a guard had fallen asleep just outside of Damian's cell, now was his chance. Carefully he picked the keys from the guards belt and free'd himself from his captivity. He headed for the nearby forest and descending the mountain that he was on. But after no time whatsoever Damian had collapsed because his tiny leg muscles could carry him no further.
After waking in the forest the next morning Damian knew he was lost. Not knowing north from south and east from west he was hopeless. He set up camp and stayed there for some time. He fashioned a bow from sticks on trees and strung together spiders webs to make the string. Damian had to master the arts of trapping and hunting because he was only there for himself. Daily he began to grow stonger and stronger. His muscles were coming back thus allowing him to go that extra step in staying alive. Daily activities were challenging. Gathering water, keeping a fire going, maintaining camp. As days turned into months and the months turned into years Damian kept growing stronger and stronger. He became a rogue of the woodlands. Killing prey from up top the trees, moving so stealthily no animals would know he was near until he was inches behind.
After keeping this lifestyle up for almost two decades enough was enough. Being alone was driving him mad. He was going to find civilization or die trying. After stocking up on food for a couple of days, he slowly made his was away from the home he had lived at for a large portion of his life. Days upon days of steady moving drove his body in excruciating pain yet he kept going. On a misty fall morning Damian could finally see something man made in the distance. A slight hint of light gleaming in the trees. After hurrying onwards lights became more and more distinct and there he was. Standing in front of a magnificent gate he was finally home. "The nation of Malinor." The sign above the gate read.
Ambitions for the Future: Damian hopes to be an adventurer. He wants to see the world and all the glory that it was to offer. After touring the world possibly become a hunting teacher. He could teach the arts of sneaking up on prey or always being one step ahead of the prey.
Personality: He is an outgoing person that likes to defend himself. He is stubborn with his decision making and doesn't take foolishness easy thus always thinking his was is the right way. Damian is also self-determined he, would of stood no chance living in complete isolation for such a long period of time if he wouldn't have kept himself going. Although being cautious in his decision making Damian gets easily flustered with himself, thus sometimes making the wrong choices where he knew better. Damian cares deeply for others no matter what the magnitude or size of the issue is he is always there to help. He also enjoys social interactions, after being alone for so long he finds striking up a conversation number one priority.
Skills: Expert hunter and trapper. Can sneak up on prey without any signs of detection. Good with a bow yet lacks in many close combat areas. He can be completely self reliant yet still works well with groups.
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): Please look at previous 2 posts linked above. For some reason I cannot add a picture now.
Any other details you wish to share about your character: He has very rare brown hair passed down from his father. He is 5' 9" and is a stocky build, he also has blue eyes.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
1. As you walk through the deep forests you hear the sound of whispering and snickering. Upon inspection you realize that a group of older elves are mocking a small elven child. How do you react?
Answer:
Damian - "Hey! What are you doing?" I scream as I rush over for assistance.
Elf 1 - "We were just... Uh... Playing!"
Damian - "No I heard you taunting him!" I say with a stern voice.
Elf 2 - "I swear sir... We were just playing." The elf said peering down at his feet.
Damian - "For sure... Why don't you stop lying and confess your mistakes." I say as i take the smaller elf under my arm, he was still very young and was trembling alongside me. As being much older than the group of elves they seem intimidated by me.
Damian - "What say you! All three of you! Give me your names now!" I say sternly with a half yelling voice.
Elves - "Mayu, Baji, Creo." They all mumble.
I slowly turn around and hurry away from the group of mischief makers. I than ask the small elf where his home is and he points to a small home nearby. After escorting him to the safety of his home I head to find a person of authority. After searching for a while I finally stumble across the Queen. I bring the issue up to her and tell her the names of the three elves, she than thanked me and I head on my way.
2. Whilst wandering through the Elven forests you come across a frail old man with a walking stick. He collapses in front of you, falling to the ground with a sharp thud. Out of his pocket falls a small pouch of gold coins, which hits the ground and splits open spreading coins across the pathway. The man lies there, defenseless - what do you do?
Answer:
Damian - "Sir... sir are you ok..." I say eagerly as I run towards his fallen body.
Man - *Grunts*
Damian - "Im going to help you sir, give me one moment."
I stand up and look around for an appropriate sided prance for a walking stick, after seeing a suitable one i hurry over to that tree and break the branch off and hurry back over to the man.
Damian - "I'm going to help you up not sir, is that ok?"
Man - "Yes please do so..." He said we a very weak voice.
I than lifted the man up and hand him the branch that I previously cut from the tree. He leans heavily on the stick and than proceeds to stand on his own.
Man - "Thank you for all of the help, I will proceed on my way now."
Damian - "No you are forgetting your money!"
I than bend down to pick it up refusing to let him help me. After picking up every piece i place the bag back into his hand.
Damian - I must escort you to safety sir... I do not feel comfortable with you venturing alone.
Man - "If you wish my dear elf, if you wish..."
I than escort him into the nearest town and rent him a couple nights at the local inn. He is grateful for my services and offers me money in return for my services. I politely decline and soon proceed on my way down the path.
3. Whilst traversing the Elven Woodlands, you come across a small clearing in which a colored carriage sits. A trader stands outside of it and calls you over, telling you of his wares. He points out that his carriage sells just about everything, and that he's willing for you to haggle for a price. What does your character do? (Please include:- item, haggling for prices and the discussion involved).
Answer:
Shopkeeper - "Good day to you sir."
Damian - " Lovely day isn't it?" "So what have you got for sale my friend?"
Shopkeeper - "Any sort of arms you can imagine, I presume you like bows my dear elf."
Damian - "I already have a bow... But there is something you can help me with. I have heard rumours of a sort of powerful enchantment you can forge into weapons. Would you have such a thing?"
The shopkeeper quickly hurries back into his carriage not saying anything and frantically starts opening boxes and chests. Soon afterwards he pulls out a stack of old dusty books from a someone rotten box in a back corner.
Shopkeeper - "Would you look at that!"
He proceeds to blow off the dust of each of the covers.
Shopkeeper "So, this one says protection... *mumbles* Feather falling *mumbles* aqua infinity *mumbles* Oh there it is! Power is the one you're looking for? Correct?
Damian - "Oh yes it is, I have been looking for it forever!"
Shopkeeper - "well in that case i believe 500 minas would be a fair price." He says with a smug grin on his face.
Damian - "I was thinking more around 150 minas, it was in a extremely old box you pulled it out of and you would have never found them if not for me."
Shopkeeper - " how about this, we meet somewhere in the middle. Lets say around 325 minas."
Damian - "I'm sorry thats a little too steep."
Damian slowly turns around and starts to walk away muttering have a nice day but the shopkeeper soon chases after him and hurries him back to the carriage.
Shopkeeper - "150 minas it is!"
After exchanging the mystical book for the coins Damian and the shopkeeper exchange regards and both head on their separate ways both looking happier than ever.
Out-Of-Character Information
Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name: Y0kin
How old are you?: 17
Time-Zone: Eastern Standard Time
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I like to play on a lot of role-playing Minecraft servers.
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: I was looking at the Better Player Models mod and it had a link to this server's website.
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: http://www.lordofthe...9702-elf-y0kin/http://www.lordofthe...in/#entry790850
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): Yes
Have you read the Elven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: I will try like I did in my previous ones which also got denied...
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: When more than one person pretends to play as their character that they have created whilst interacting with each other.
Meta-gaming: Using things that your character doesn't know about but you do whilst role-playing.
Ex. Knowing that what someone's name is before their character tells you.
Power-emoting: Expressing emotions or physical actions that do not allow anyone else to do anything because what you had just said disables them to stop you.
Ex. James: "James stabs Harry in the back killing him instantly!"
In-Character Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Dínendal Séregon
Current Age: 227
Sub-race (if any): Wood Elf
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):
When Dínendal Séregon was a child he had a family of a mother, a brother,
and a sister. His father had passed away from disease nearly two whole
years ago and Dínendal had gotten over it far in the past around a year
ago. His brother's name was Círdan, his sister's was Merenwen, his
mother's was Galadriël, and his father's was Elladan. He hated to stay
in one place and always loved to explore the outside wilderness, it gave
him a sense of adventure and improved his ability to use his
surroundings to his advantage. If he had a choice he would rather not
have to hunt but if he needed to he would hunt for chickens and cows, he
would prefer to hunt for cows because they provided leather and meat
which was better than pig because he could use the leather for armor or
quivers. He liked to hunt chickens as well because they provided
feathers as well as chicken which didn't fuel his hunger as much as the
beef from the cow would. He lived in Leumalin, the capital of Malinor in
Anthos where he loved to explore the lands.
The Elves had tried
educating him and the others about Ancient Elven but he never really
paid attention because he would always look out into the forests and
wait for exploration. His mother had already become infertile and was
lucky to do so as not that many elves reach middle age, she was 564.
Dínendal himself at the time was 132 and he with his siblings were all
about an average of 15 years apart with Dínendal being the middle child
and his brother the oldest. On a simple day out on one of his explorations
Dínendal was thinking about why there had to be so much war and violence
in the world and why it could not just be all peaceful, he decided that one
day he would accomplish this. One day Dínendal and his brother were out
hunting and came across a horde of zombies and skeletons, they tried
to run away but Círdan fell behind and his right leg and arm were badly
injured by the horde. Círdan was not able to hunt and more importantly
walk ever again because his foot was nearly torn off by the horde of the
creatures. Dínendal vowed that he would complete his brother's dream of
becoming one of the greatest Elven leaders to ever exist. He knew that
this would help him also accomplish his dream of bringing peace in to the
world.
Ambitions for the Future: Complete his brother's dream of becoming one of the greatest Elven leaders to exist and bring peace to the world.
Personality: Serious, Quick-Witted, Simple.
Skills: Good with a bow, fast, sneaky.
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): http://imgur.com/pHjZKzC
Any other details you wish to share about your character: 6'4'' tall, Blue eyes, yellow-brownish hair, tan skin.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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1. As you walk through the deep forests you hear the sound of whispering and snickering. Upon inspection you realize that a group of older elves are mocking a small elven child. How do you react?
Answer: On a crisp frozen day with leaves strewn across the forest floor, Dínendal was going on one of his explorations when he found a child's doll on the ground. "Hello?" he yelled out, hoping to get an answer as to who's doll this might be, "Is anyone out there?" he proceeded to call. He searched behind and on the tops of the trees just to see if he could find the child to who this might belong. On the top of a sixth tree he was climbing he thought he heard someone talking and then snickering, "Hello?" he called "Did someone lose a doll?". The snickering and talking stopped as soon as he yelled, he then proceeded to walk in the direction in which he heard the talking. He came into a large circular clearing covered in flowers where he saw a group of 3 older Elves, sitting on a large stone in the middle of the clearing, staring and snickering at a younger Elf. He started to walk toward the middle with the Elves starting to notice him there, "Excuse me, I am sorry to interrupt but, is this your doll?" he said looking at the Elven child, "Um... Yes..." She said quietly. The Elf in front of the two other Elves looking to be the leader grabbed the doll out of Dínendal's hands, "What's this stupid thing?" He said. "As I said, it is her doll.". The older Elf on the left then grabbed it out of the leader's hands, "What do you think you're doing Fëanor?!" The leader Elf said, "I dunno..." Fëanor responded in a loud and silly voice. "Well anyway.." Dínendal said whilst grabbing the doll from the Elf's hands and giving it to the little girl, "Why don't we just give the doll back to the little girl here and send her on her way?", "Ok.. fine.." the leader said, "Ok let's go little girl." said Dínendal as he and the girl started to walk away. "Hold on there!" the leader said, "I didn't say you could go.." he grabbed Dínendal and shoves him face first towards the ground leaving a large gash on his forehead almost knocking him out cold. "We'll see you again.." said the final older Elf, older and stronger than the rest, as they walked away while Dínendal passes out.
2. Whilst wandering through the Elven forests you come across a frail old man with a walking stick. He collapses in front of you, falling to the ground with a sharp thud. Out of his pocket falls a small pouch of gold coins, which hits the ground and splits open spreading coins across the pathway. The man lies there, defenseless - what do you do?
Answer: Dínendal wakes up where he was knocked out earlier by the older Elves, it is turning night, he thinks to himself, "I should head home.. it is getting very late.". He puts his hand up to his forehead and draws blood, he feels dizzy, "I need to get this bandaged.." he thinks. He sees a man with a walking stick walking through the woods, "Maybe he has bandages.." he thinks again, as the man with the walking stick falls down. He walks towards the man, as running would just make him fall over like the old man, and helps him up. "Are you okay?" Dínendal asks the man, "Yes, I am fine... I am just a little to old for walks now I suppose.." he sounds weak, "Let's sit on this log." Dínendal says pointing at the log. The old man notices the gash on Dínendal's forehead, "Are you alright?" the old man asks, "I think I'm going need to get this bandaged.." Dínendal says, pointing at his forehead. "Do you need help picking up your coins?" Dínendal asks, "Well that would be nice but I do not need help." the old man says. The old man proceeds to pick up the coins with Dínendal coming to help, "I have some bandages in my bag here." says the old man, pointing at the bag he left on the log. "Could you give me some of your bandages?" Dínendal asks, "Why would I mention my bandages if I wasn't going to give you any?" the old man asks, he chuckles, "Well that makes enough sense to me, thank you." Dínendal says, "Thank you." the old man says. "Bye." they both say to each other as they walk their separate ways.
3. Whilst traversing the Elven Woodlands, you come across a small clearing in which a colored carriage sits. A trader stands outside of it and calls you over, telling you of his wares. He points out that his carriage sells just about everything, and that he's willing for you to haggle for a price. What does your character do? (Please include:- item, haggling for prices and the discussion involved).
Answer: The next day, Dínendal returned to the clearing in the woods because it was different than the usual things he found in the wilderness. When he returned he found what looked to be a trader with a colored carriage calling him, "Hey, you there! Come here boy!". Dínendal walked towards the trader asking, "You need something?", "Yes! I sell just about anything in my carriage here, choose what you like and we can haggle for the price!" responded the trader. Dínendal looked through the carriage for a while before coming to the conclusion that he would like the compass the trader was selling. "I think I shall purchase the compass here. How much for it?" Dínendal asked, "500 coins!" responded the trader "Can I take it for half the price?" asked Dínendal, "Why not 400?" asked the trader. "250 is all I have." responded Dínendal, "How about 250 and something to trade?" asked the trader, "Sure, 250 and.. my... shovel?" asked Dínendal, "What kind?" asked the trader, "Iron." responded Dínendal, "Deal!" said the trader. Dínendal took the compass, giving the shovel and the coins to the trader continuing on his way through the forest.
[b]Out-Of-CharacterInformation[/b] Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name:CisoSecond How old are you?:15 Time-Zone:PST/PDT Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?:Yes. What previous experience have you had in role-playing?:I play Dungeons and Dragons in real life along with playing on various roleplaying servers in the past (Crafthammer and Hollowworld). How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?:From some of my friends. Link any applications that you have previously made for the server:I have made a previous application but I am unable to find it. Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):Yes I have. Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?:Yes I have and will.
Definitions In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing:To take the mindset and role of a predetermined character to create a self-made story with in a world. Meta-gaming:To know information and utilize it though your character does not know said information. Power-emoting:To act out an emote without giving your opponent or ally a chance to react to said action.
In-Character Information: Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name:Talia Fireheart Current Age:24 Sub-race (if any):Northerner Past /History(include childhood, major-events, etc.2+ paragraphs long): Talia Fireheart was never like other girls her age. She never fit in with the rest of her friends and when she tried to join the boys, was shunned and made fun of. Exasperated, and wanting nothing more then to show that she could fight, work and do all that which the the boys were set upon, she trained and worked hard. Alone in the forest day in and day out, doing various self-assigned tasks. Making weapons (although she never took a liking to anything from sword to mace, preferring muscle strength and large gauntlets.) to building houses to punching trees, these became more and more regular, till it became as an obsession. Striving to become a warrior, she took few breaks and little rest.
The village became worried, thinking her ill or possessed by some devilish spirit, they tried to calm her, to talk her out of her foolish delusion. Talia, a rebellious young woman, fought back against their worries, claiming herself a warrior and not foolish in the least. When the village would not back down, she exiled herself and left for the road. She sent herself on an endless journey, both to prove to herself and the world that she was indeed the warrior she claimed herself to be. Ambitionsfor the Future:[/b]To prove that she can kick ass and take names. Personality:[/b]Cocky, Out-Going, Proud Skills:[/b]Building, Brawling Appearance(this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):[/b]Fiery red hair drapes down her back, moving softly with each punch of her powerful fist. Her hands are calloused and rough from years of self-induced hard-labour. Sporting green eyes on a soft face, her looks give her an innocent look, until you her off. Any other details you wish to share about your character:[/b]
[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b] [i]Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the eventin full.Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.[/i] ____
[b]1.Whilstin the mighty human capital you notice a dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he is clearly up to no good.There are guards within shouting distance - what do you do?[/b]
Answer: Talia wanders up to the man, aware that he may be up to no good. Deciding to take matters into her own hands, she grabs the man and turns him around holding a gauntlet-covered fist near the mans face. "What are you planning to do in that castle!?" She screams at him. "Do not hurt me! Please, I beg of you! I am simply a messenger!" The man answers in a panic. The guards, seeing the commotion, rush over to aid the man. "Citizen! What is the meaning of this? This man is but a messenger!" Realizing her tomfoolery and her lack of thinking, Talia curses and storms off, ignoring the guards calls.
[b]2.Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a large clearing,in which sits a small cobbled cottage.Outside it stands an unstable old man armed with a small iron blade,surrounded by two heavily armed bandits - they appear to be threatening him.You are armed with leather armour and an iron longsword, how do you react?[/b]
Answer: Talia, cursing the loss of her gauntlets but also her "golden heart", charges at one of the bandits, screaming at him to back off. Swinging her sword clumsily in a wide arc, it is easily blocked by the bandits, who disarms her and knocks her down. "Oh, so you want to in on this too?" says the bandits with a sinister look in his eyes. Talia picks herself up off the ground and with a roar, punches the bandit in the face, knocking him to the ground, albeit temporarily. The other bandit grabs her from behind, limiting her movement and allowing the previously prone bandit to stand up and pull a dagger out of his belt. "This is what happens to people that mess with us" he hissed. Talia spits in the bandits face, before a quick but painful death from a stab in the heart.
[b]3.You are standing within the mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful stall.You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has no set prices.He is willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices.What do you do?(Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that happens).[/b]
Answer: Browsing the wares, Talia finds a large mug among them that she takes a liking to. "I want that mug there." She says as she points to it. "I'll give you five Minas for it." The man sucks in a breath and proclaims "I'm sorry ma'am, I cannot sell you that mug for that little. Perhaps 15 Mina?" Talia, a little ticked off, responds "8 Mina." The man, still not quite ready to part with the Mug for so low, says "12 Mina and it's yours." Talia finally puts her hand down hard, letting her gauntlets click against the chain they are hanging from. "10 then, and that's my final offer." The man hurriedly hands her the mug in exchange for 10 Mina, although long after Talia left and he had calmed down, he finds only 8 more coins in his pocket.
Out-Of-Character Information Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name:Redpen900
How old are you?:17
Time-Zone:Southern
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes I agree and I have read the rules.
What previous experience have you had in role play?:Yes plenty of times once on another server like this one and through some Chatzy harry potter role plays.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I saw a YouTube video on it and I thought it looked cool.
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: this one : http://www.lordofthe...lication-human/ and this one: http://www.lordofthe...0s-application/ and also:http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/89946-redpen900s-application-elf/
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):
Have you read the Elven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: Yes I will try my best.
Definitions In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: Being someone your not a fictional character in a fictional world.
Meta-gaming: Making your character know something they are not supposed to know like when you see someone's nametag through a wall your not allowed to turn the corner and start hurting them when your in war.
Power-emoting: Forceful or powerful Role playing. Power-emoting is when you do an action like *Kills bob* before giving the other player a chance to react.
In-Character Information: Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Kronus Calverius
Current Age:200
Sub-race (if any):
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long
):Kronus was born to two elves named Millisa and Fronar Calverius on an island in a lake near the city of Leumalin in the realm of Anthos. Kronus was born with a small heart condition. Little did they know this would affect him later in life. After a couple of years Kronus was then taught how to a wield a sword. Very determined Kronus praticed for years to develope his skills. A year later the family got robbed when Kronus was around 50 years old, thus making them move to an Elvish slum so they could find work. Kronus remembers all the different creatures and things he saw on the way to the slums, this made Kronus become very observant. Then 10 years later when Kronus was 60 his father and mother could not support the family even with they're other child Somnius (Somnius was Kronus's older brother who he did not get to see much due to work.) . So Kronus was sent off to the city of Leumalin to find work for his family.
After days of wandering the streets of the city cold, hungry and sad Kronus sat on a bench infront of a blacksmith's forge. "What are you staring at boy?" said a man behind him. "I wasn't staring at anything sir." and for some reason the man smiled. "I like your attitude boy, would you care for a bit of supper at my house later tonight? You look very hungry." "Yes please." Kronus replied then the young elf followed him into the forge. That night Kronus ate a marvelous home cooked meal. "What's your name?" the man asked at the table after dinner. "I'm Kronus what's yours?" asked Kronus not knowing this would be the start of a long friendship between the human and the elf. "I am Allan but you can call me Al." Al said smiling. "Well I best be going now." Kronus said looking grimly. "Oh ok do your parents know your here?" Kronus looked at him the only reason he was here was because of his parents a surge of anger went through him his blue eyes looking up at him. "My parents are in another place I best be going to my allyway and sleep there." Kronus opened the door that lead out of the house then the Al (Who was a Human by the way.) stood up putting a hand on Kronus's shoulder and said "You can stay with us if you like I could get you a job at the forge aswell." Kronus looked at him with wide eyes and nodded slowly how could he ever repay Al for his generosity. The very next day Kronus started to work on small things like nails and horse shoes for local farmers and builders. 10 years later Kronus was at his full potential for smithing make axes, war hammers, swords and knifes. Kronus then later made enough profit to buy a small home near the smith so he could easily get to work in the morning. He then started to get offers from the elvish army to make more and more weapons. Kronus started to get overwhelmed and took a leave of absence for a while. Kronus traveled to The slum where his parents lived and there was no sign of them. Kronus soon found out that his family left to move to one of the higher elvish communities and left him behind, this made Kronus sad and confused.
Sad and angry Kronus traveled home to Laurelin and continued working for Al. Then 20 years passed and Al was growing old. Kronus saw that Al could hardly work the forge anymore and that it was killing him. Kronus tried to convince Al to stop working the forge. He didn't suceed until a year went by and Al died infront of the forge right before Kronus's eyes. Kronus was mad and confused why Al didn't heed is warning. Kronus then later at the age of 199 set off on an adventure to clear his mind of the rage and sadness he had inside him, hoping all his problems will be solved.
Ambitions for the Future: To solve his emotional problems and clear his mind of Rage.
Personality: Gets angry very easily. Kronus is very polite (As you can see when Al offered him to come over for dinner.) he usually keeps his anger inside and try's to never inflict it on people.
Skills: Swords, crafting, Archery
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): He has Blonde hair and blue eyes. He isn't very beefy but average muscle tone. Very beat up hands form working at the forge for a long period of time. Dear Lord of the craft staff the uploading thing says that "I do not have enough allotted disk space for attachments" SO therefore I cannot attach the in game skin screenshot I can give you the link though :http://www.minecraft...iews&link=26788 It's a simple elf skin with normal square eyes and blonde hair wearing green clothes skin is pale.
Open-Response-Questions Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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1. As you walk through the deep forests you hear the sound of whispering and snickering. Upon inspection you realize that a group of older elves are mocking a small elven child. How do you react?
Answer: I walk through the forest minding my own business when I hear snickering and whispering. I peer over the bushes to see a small group of older elves mocking a small elf. I walk over to them "Now, now kids play nice." I say to them calmly all of the group members turn me and glare at me one of them says "And why should we?" the group start to look at me in anger. "What did this young one ever do to you it's not like he's a dreaded monster waiting to eat you." Some of the group members spit on the ground. "Yeah what if your a monster? Let's get him!" They run towards me I unsheathe my sword they quickly move back and glare at me angrily one last time and run away. "T-thank you.." The little elf says looking at me with wide eyes. "No problem now return home little one." I watch as the small elf returns to his mother and father waving at me as I walk down the road of the forest.
2. Whilst wandering through the Elven forests you come across a frail old man with a walking stick. He collapses in front of you, falling to the ground with a sharp thud. Out of his pocket falls a small pouch of gold coins, which hits the ground and splits open spreading coins across the pathway. The man lies there, defenseless - what do you do?
Answer: After the Old man fell I offer him my hand to get him up. "Are you ok?" I ask he looks at me with a grateful smile "Yes I'm fine guess I'm not what I used to be." the man starts to pick up his coins I begin to help him and put them in a small leather bag and give it to the man. "Here is your money back." the man looks at me smiling, "Thank you, kind sir" he says as he walks away towards his home not very far from here. "No problem" I say and walk away looking back at the old man to make sure he does not fall again.
3. Whilst traversing the Elven Woodlands, you come across a small clearing in which a colored carriage sits. A trader stands outside of it and calls you over, telling you of his wares. He points out that his carriage sells just about everything, and that he's willing for you to haggle for a price. What does your character do? (Please include:- item, haggling for prices and the discussion involved).
Answer: "Welcome, welcome to Bjorn's fine goods we sell everything that you could possibly need!" I walk over to the trade caravan. "Anything, do you sell food?" "Yes I do got carrots and apples bread and meat I even sell cake as a little treat!" I look at the food some of it looks rotten "How much for the apples?" I ask "I will go 20 Minas For 6 of them." I look at him this didn't seem like a fair deal. "How about 10 Minas for 6 of them?" I ask him starring him down "I'll go 5 for fifteen" He said "Five for twelve final offer." "Fine, fine you have yourself a deal." He hands me the apples and I pay the money. Then later that night I noticed they were rotting I run back to the trade caravan only to see it was gone. I searched through the whole area only to find nothing but a few scraps. Mad I walk along the path slicing the apples one by one.
Minecraft Account Name: Kumai0214
How old are you?: 17
Time-Zone: (UTC-05:00) Eastern Time (US & Canada)
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: Different servers: Castem, The Chronicles of Haeriven, The Battle of Eldaran
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: From a friend
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: None
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):
Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: Yes
[b]Definitions[/b] In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: Role-playing is when you play as your persona and try to live life in the specific era as the people would.
Meta-gaming: Meta-gaming is when you use information that is out of character and using it in character or being able to hear through floors or hear things coming from next door even though the they are whispering or the walls/floor prevents sound from escaping.
Power-emoting: Power-emoting or power-gaming is when you overpower someone and yet your character isn't supposed to be strong, for example, a northerner who is muscular is defeated by a Half-ling in a fight.
[b]In-Character Information:[/b] Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Valrek Nightshroud
Current Age: 20
Sub-race (if any): Northerner
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):
Valrek is the son of a family of farmers in the village of Ager which lies outside of Abresi. When he was four he assisted his father, along with his two older brothers in field work, mostly planting seeds after the harvest and plowing of the farm land. After a couple of years of helping his family with any task he could, he ended up receiving a slingshot that he cherished and frolicked around his house and sometimes wandered out past his family’s farmland to pelt local birds or trees with tiny rocks or pebbles that he finds on the ground. In the same exact year of which he is seven, he was also given the task to help water and plow the fields at an early age; his parents wanted him to stop being foolish and become mature and serious about trying to survive and also to contribute to the field work due to the growing age of the father.
Around the age of fourteen the eldest brother was married to the daughter of a traveling merchant and was swept away from the family, leaving Valrek, the second oldest brother, their father and mother. After a couple months of the wedding though, the second oldest brother ran away from home with a girl he loved and they never returned home; the father, angry and saddened, along with the tearful mother began to work Valrek to the bones, to fill in the gap that his brothers left. A year after that mess, Valrek was given a gift from his uncle, the same person who gave him the slingshot; which was a bow and a few arrows. On days that were cool and the sun wasn’t beating down on them as heavily, he worked as hard as he could to finish his task and after that he quickly took his bow and arrows and began to practice shooting a tree that grew nearby.
After a few more years of doing his daily routine of working hard and training, he began to grow rather muscular due to the fact that he had to wield a scythe to reap the crops and had to plow the land along with his father but then everything went downhill from there. A week or so later, his father fell ill to a strange illness that the local apothecary attempted to cure. The illness died down but was never actually cured and so the father had occasions of nearly coughing his lungs out and other occasions of seeming rather fine. But it was around the age of eighteen in which the illness struck again. This time though, the father was not the only victim, his mother soon fell ill to the disease as well and this time it was stronger and so the apothecary’s medicine did not affect them at all. Of course they still suffered and continued to live but each day, Valrek was gradually falling to pieces while tending to the farm by himself and continuing to practice, along with cooking or preparing food for his parents. Then after a dreadful week of watching his parents suffer, the next day he woke and noticed that both his parents died, whether in their sleep or due to the illness he did not know but he made sure they had a proper burial which apparently none of his brothers attended. Then after a year of farming and cooking for himself but no longer practicing, he became twenty and decided that he didn’t want the life of a farmer; therefore he then sold the land and house to the lord of Ager and wandered off into the wilderness and headed to the nearest place with a forest. From what he heard from merchants and other villagers; there is a forest near a town called Gemglade and so he packs whatever he could carry which was his clothes, some rations and the bow and arrows.
Ambitions for the Future:[/b] To live a fruitful life, become successful in a business and have a family.
Personality:[/b] Bold. There are moments where he is quiet and whenever in the presence of nobles or women he is formal.
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):[/b]
Any other details you wish to share about your character:[/b] He likes to climb trees at night and lay on watch the night stars. He also likes to avoid conflict so that he can continue to achieve his goal.
[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b] Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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[b]1. Whilst in the mighty human capital you notice a dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he is clearly up to no good. There are guards within shouting distance - what do you do?[/b]
Answer: He slowly follows the dark clothed figure from a distance but then realizes that he has a bow and arrow. Without alerting the figure he pulls out his bow and notches an arrow and fires it close to the Guards. Close enough to alert them but not hurt any of them. He knows that this would be a gamble because the guards could end up killing him instead of the figure but he continues. As the arrow hits the floor near the guard and ricocheting off the stone pavement, landing near a pile of barrels, the guards instantly jump and turn out. Valrek then puts a finger to his lips and then points at the dark figure who is still stealthily maneuvering his way towards the Emperor’s palace but horribly. The guards are instantly running at him but heeding Valrek’s advice earlier, they remain quiet. Valrek then wanders over to the barrels and picks up his arrow and observes from a distance. The dark figured seemed to notice something rather odd due to the fact that the guards’ armor are making a lot of noise and the moment he turns around it was already too late. The guards capture the figure and were about to, both at the same time with the dark clothed figure, thank Valrek but he was nowhere to be seen because he slipped into a crowd to return to his business of trading fur pelts.
[b]2. Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a large clearing, in which sits a small cobbled cottage. Outside it stands an unstable old man armed with a small iron blade, surrounded by two heavily armed bandits - they appear to be threatening him. You are armed with leather armour and an iron longsword, how do you react?[/b]
Answer: Equipped with leather armor and an iron longsword, he curses under his breath as he wished he brought his bow and arrows. Thankfully though the leather armor isn’t as heavy and it doesn’t make much noise so he begins to run around the vegetation of the forest and begin shouting random things such as like insults directed to almost no one. Although his attempt to distract them worked out very well, then the old man decides to take the opportunity and tell them that the forest is inhabited by ghosts but of course the bandits do not believe him and return to threatening him, backing him against the wall of his cottage. Valrek instantly stops his distraction attempt and he walks out into the clearing with his sword drawn. He nods at the old man once he has gotten close enough to lunge at one of them and then the old man alerts them to Valrek’s presence. The bandits turn around somewhat surprised and with their backs turned against the old man, he stabs one of them in any of the vital, visible openings in his armor. The second bandit turns around and prepares to strike the old man when until Valrek shouts and charges, aiming his sword at his face. When the bandit turns his head to the side a bit the sword grazes past his cheek leaving a small cut and instantly realizing his mistake, Valrek backs off into a defensive stance and says “Come at me you mongrel. Fight someone who isn’t at a disadvantage due to age! Or did your mother teach you to be a coward!” The bandit became angry and let the old man go which was a mistake because the old man did the same thing he did to the first bandit he killed, which was stabbing the vital opening in the armor which was the back of the neck. Later, Valrek helps the old man clear the bodies by disposing them somewhere else and after that he wishes the old man good luck and walks off back into the vegetation of the forest.
[b]3. You are standing within the mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful stall. You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has no set prices. He is willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices. What do you do? (Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that happens).[/b]
Answer: Valrek becomes rather interesting with the man’s stall and how he does business; he checks his pouch and notices that he only has thirty minas and so he asks the man if he has arrows. The man laughs out loud and says, “I sell a variety of general goods and arrows are general goods because many hunters have bought arrows from me. And so to answer your question, yes, I do sell arrows.” Seeming somewhat embarrassed for being laughed at he laughs a bit but still embarrassed and then he straightens himself.
“How many arrows will you be selling” Valrek asks.
The man begins to count and smiles and replies, “I shall sell you one quiver full of arrows.”
Valrek seeming rather shocked the amount of arrows he could buy, he then takes out all of his minas. He then thinks of how much it would take to produce the arrows but then starts rather low or what he assumed was low.
“How about ten minas for them?” Valrek asks.
The small man replies back instantly, “I’m sorry lad but ten minas will not do.” He grins and rubs his fingers
together as if suggesting that he should add much more money.
Valrek sighs and instantly raises the amount by five minas. “Alright, fifteen minas then.”
The small man chuckles and makes the gesture again.
Valrek mutters under his breath and realizes something, “You know if you give me them for fifteen minas
then I could get you any meat, or course if it is possible, for you such as venison, wild boar, pheasant. Name it after you give me the arrows and the amount and I shall get them for you.”
The small man rather caught off guard by this proposal begins to think of the possibilities of eating many types of meat for dinner, he grins and then laughs. “You have a deal my friend. For fifteen minas for a quiver full of arrows, now I would like to have all three, venison, pheasant and wild boar, at least four of each!” He then pats his belly as if he can taste the food already.
Valrek then bows his head towards the man after handing the minas and taking the quiver. “Then you shall have four of each of the meat. Although this will take time so I hope you don’t starve to death before I return.”
The small man chuckles, and replies back, “If I am hungry! I’ll just eat some apples while I wait, now go on and fetch me my meal!”
Valrek grins behind the veil covering his mouth. He then walks off to fetch the man his meal.
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft
Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): Yes I have.
Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you
make use of it and follow it in your
biography?: Yes I have.
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take
any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: Acting out a part you aren’t, such as an elf,
orc, or other mythical creatures. Usually involves a made-up character that you
‘roleplay’ as.
Meta-gaming: Meta-gaming is when you know something that
you're not supposed to know, maybe someone told you over skype or something.
Say mutty the orc was going to betray Kashe the Human. One of Kashe's friends
told him over skype that Mutty was going to kill Kashe. Kashe then kills mutty
for no apparent reason, or at least claims that he was 'suspicious'.
Power-emoting: When you say something like *Kashe stabs
Fark* then Fark says *Fark dodges Kashe and stabs him with a stick impaling his
heart and killing Kashe instantly* Fark using a power emote, which isn't
allowed because impaling someone with a stick is nearly impossible. Or such as
*Kashe kills everyone in the room by saying hello*. Could be used by anyone,
such as a guard or some sort. Or just forcing an action upon somebody.
In-Character
Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Kashe Qu
Current Age: 18
Sub-race (if any): N/A
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+
paragraphs long):
Kashe was born in Abresi, he lived in a small house, with
not many belongings. Kashe’s father died when Kashe was only two due to the
plague. Kashe’s mother raised him for eight years alone.
When Kashe was only 4 years of age his family
lost all of their money and belongings to a thief, they were forced to
live out on the streets. He suffered many sicknesses and hardships on the
streets. In these hard times, Kashe's mother resorted to prostitution for
the extra money. But there was one thing that changed all of these things,
a young boy named Matheus.
It was a stormy night when Kashe was sitting on the streets,
not doing anything. Just thinking, thinking about his family, and life. Then a
boy about his age walked past him, the boy stared at Kashe for a few moments
and not long after said curiously, “Hey, are you hungry?”
Kashe nodded almost immediately, the boy handed him a loaf
of bread. Matheus sat down next to Kashe and started up a conversation.
“So what’s your name?”
With his mouth full of bread Kashe replied, “Kashe… Kashe
Qu.”
“Well Kashe Qu, it’s awfully cold tonight how about you come
by my place for the night?”
Kashe looked up at Matheus with joyful eyes. From that day
on, Kashe and Matheus were best friends.
Kashe and Matheus grew together like brothers, they did
everything together. Kashe and Matheus were looking forward to one particular
thing, Matheus’ birthday party. 6 months later, it was Matheus’ birthday party.
Kashe and Matheus were having the time of their lives, lots of friends were
over and even some adults. Matheus’ mother told Kashe and Matheus to fetch some
wine and water for the guests. When they came back everything was wrong. They
walked into the door, everyone was dead. Blood was all over the place. Matheus
knelt down next to his parents and began weeping. Kashe put an arm around him.
Matheus then said.
“Kashe… lets make a promise”
Kashe replied “A promise…? What kind of promise?”
“A promise that when we meet again we will both be
strong… so none of these things will ever happen, and when they do… we’ll
be strong about it.
Kashe begin to slowly cry. Realizing his parents were
dead as well. He walked towards them. Then
replied saying,
“When we meet again? What do you mean when we meet again?
I will always be with you.”
“For now, we go our separate ways” Matheus chokes, “And
try our best to fulfill our promises. Besides if I have you I won’t be
able to become strong.”
Kashe felt an ache in his heart. So great he couldn’t
bear it, he began to weep, so loud the whole
city could hear it. But finally after a few minutes of crying. He got up,
and embraced Matheus, he then walked away turned back. Matheus waved back,
bright red cheeks, and teary eyes. And shouted, “Farewell brother!”
Kashe was impacted by this forever. He was turned into
a street urchin, left on the streets to fend for himself, until one day a man
came. The man quickly struck a conversation with Kashe.
“Hello there. You look like someone I’ve heard of”
Kashe looks up, and stares at the man.
Stopped the awkward silence the man replies with “I’m Vex
Tung, I’ve been told of your story. How your parents died, and I decided to
come here… to… save you.”
Kashe dropped his gaze again and stared at his hands.
“Why would anyone want me in their home?! I filthy street
urchin?”
“Because Kashe, you’re a special young man. You’ve
encountered one of the most challenging things in the whole world. Losing your
parents at a young age. I’m here to help you heal that wound.”
“Well then who are you?”
“Vex Tung.”
Kashe walked away with the man. As promised they trained
together, Kashe picked to train with an Ax. The training was vigorous but he
knew it had to be done, after 4 years of this training Kashe had become as good
as his master. At times they would go full strength at each other and neither
would win. Kashe continued with training, but 3 years later Vex Tung died an
early death. Kashe was only 17 and thought he would go back to living on the
streets. Thankfully though, Vex left Kashe his house and fortune to Kashe.
Kashe lived in the house for 1 year, he then decided it was time for an
adventure… to find his best friend.
Ambitions for the Future:[/b] Kashe’s ambitions for the
future include finding his best friend Matheus, and adventuring with him. Kashe
is also very excited to test his new training on the outside world (Not in a
villainous way). He also wishes to make new friends and maybe even look for
that ‘someone’.
Personality:[/b] You could say Kashe isn’t the brightest
person to be around, not having his parents around for half of his life has
definitely had a large impact on him. He hasn’t learned most of life’s lessons,
and isn’t the best with social skills. Although troubled in social skills he’s
great working with himself or people he has been close with for a long time.
Skills:[/b] Kashe is skilled with an ax, due to his training
for 4 years he has become quite good at it.
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your
skin):[/b]
Kashe stands at an average height of 6 foot 1, he has a
medium build. His skin doesn’t tan very well so he isn’t very tan, his eyes are
a deep light blue and the first time you see them you’ll be wowed. He wears the
same leather vest, pants, and boots everyday.
Any other details you wish to share about your
character:[/b]
Kashe is rather a strange person, he doesn’t respect
your privacy, is blunt, and is just
different to be around. He might be mean at first, you just need to get to know
him.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question in this section must be
answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full.
Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any
point.
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1. Whilst in the mighty human capital you notice a
dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he
is clearly up to no good. There are guards within shouting distance - what do
you do?
Answer: I look towards the black figured man and study him
for a couple of seconds. I don’t see anything wrong with him except he looks
very suspicious. I rush to the guards to warn them. One guard is tall and buff, the other small and
skinny. Kashe begins to warn them.
Kashe: “Excuse me guards, but do you see that man in the
black?”
Guards: *Nods*
Kashe: “I believe he’s trying to assassinate the emperor, or
anyone.”
Guards: “Civilian, we’ll take care of this. Thank you for
the information.”
Although small in stature the smaller guard rushes towards
the guards faster than the taller guard. As he gets behind the black figure he
shouts in a deep voice “By the name of the Empire, you are under arrest!”
The black figure turns around and scowls at the guards. “And
why am I under arrest?”
“But your hands up, leave the questions to us!”
The black figure gets out a dagger and holds it in battle
stance. Just as the taller guard gets there the black figure begins attacking the smaller guard. Just in
time the smaller guard gets his long sword out and begins parrying his swings.
Just as it appears the smaller guard is about to fail, the tall guard swings at
the black figure’s hands. The black figure is too focused in on the small guard
and doesn’t notice the hard swing, his arms are cut off. The two guards pick up
the man and take him into the palace. Kashe walks away from the scene carrying
on with his business.
2. Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a
large clearing, in which sits a small cobbled cottage. Outside it stands an
unstable old man armed with a small iron blade, surrounded by two heavily armed
bandits - they appear to be threatening him. You are armed with leather armour
and an iron ax, how do you react? (I changed it to an ax to make it fit my
roleplaying character, I hope that’s okay)
Kashe grabs his Ax from his back and charges the Bandits. His boots noisily hit the gravel towards the
home and the bandits turn around.
“Adventurer, it’d be best if you didn’t interfere with us.
Then you wouldn’t get hurt.”
Ignoring the warning Kashe says, “Why are you robbing an old
man like this?”
“Easy money lad.”
“You’re not going to harm this man, you’ll have to get
through me to lay an arm on him!”
The two bandits turn their swords to Kashe, the both swing
at the same time towards his shoulders, Kashe barely gets out of the way in
time. While Kashe is still regaining his balance the two bandits swing at him
again, this time the bandit on the right goes first, Kashe parries his attack.
Then the other bandit swings at him, this time Kashe barely parries it. And
when he does his ax breaks.
“You see laddy? You shouldn’t have messed with us!”
Just as the bandits are about to kill Kashe, the old man
comes from behind with his small Iron Sword and slices the bandits legs.
Cutting them deep, the old man gives his sword to Kashe. Kashe then stabs them both.
“Thank you for helping me lad.”
“No sir, thank you for helping me.”
Kashe then walks away without another word.
3. You are standing within the
mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful
stall. You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of
general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has
no set prices. He is willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices. What do
you do? (Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that
happens).
Kashe walks over to the man’s wares and begins carefully
inspecting them. He finds a Fine Steel Ax and looks over it. He grabs it by the
hilt and swings it down. Liking the way it feels he asks the man “How much for
this fine Steel Ax?”
“You name it laddy.”
“150 Minas.”
“Lad! It cost me 200 Minas just to make that!” the man grabs
the ax, “I would be losin’ profit! Not earnin’ it!”
“But sir, I only have 150 Minas, if you want my business,
you’ll sell this to me for 150 Minas.”
The man doesn’t reply for a short time, he’s staring down at
the ax he’s holding.
“Fine… but this is the only time you’re getting a bargain
like this around here!”
Kashe reaches into his pocket and grabs 150 Minas, hands it
to the Man and grabs the Ax. He continues looking at the wares, he finds some
nice iron gauntlets. He then looks over at the merchant and says, “How about
200 minas for these gauntlets?”
“A fair price, but 250 Minas to repay me for that iron ax of
yours!”
“Fine, 250 Minas.”
“Hey! I thought you said you only had 150 Minas!”
“Well, I found more in my pocket.”
The Merchant scowls at him. Kashe hands him the Minas, and
Kashe walks away.
Out-Of-Character Information
Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name: prodofpersia
How old are you?: I am 14 years old.
Time-Zone: EST - Eastern Standard Time
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes, I have read, understood, and agreed to the rules.
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I have played on many large RP servers, such as Massivecraft in which you choose classes, and A'therys Ascended, which includes nations, towns, classes, and is a very big role-playing server.
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: I was looking on Google for great Minecraft role-playing servers, and I came across the LOTC website. I read through everything, and decided this server sounded perfect.
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server:
I have made no other applications.
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):
Yes, I have posted this application to the Minecraft Fourm.
Have you read the Elven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?:
Yes, I have read all the Elven lore, and I will make use of it, use it, and follow it in game and in my biography.
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!
Role-playing: Role-playing is when one character, or a group of characters, act as a character they have made and interact with eachother.
Meta-gaming: This is using information that you don't know to your advantage before anyone tells you it. One example is if you knew a characters past before you met them. This is not allowed.
Power-emoting: Power-emoting is using actions or words that ruin the story and does not allow any other actions from other characters. One example is saying: "Jimmy and James push prodofpersia off the roof, paralyzing him from the neck down". This ruins role-play and is not allowed.
In-Character Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Ceruahern Ehierhileia
(Pronounced Ser-oo-aa-hern Ehh-hair-he-leah
Current Age: 140
Sub-race (if any): Dark Elf
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):
Childhood:
I was born in the now-abandoned town of Dunroch, in Anthos. We lived peacefully with the residents of Dunroch, and no fights or raids broke out in the town. I was a jittery little boy, who loved food. Both my father and my mother were dark elves. She sometimes warned me "When you get older, Ceruahern, people may discriminate against you. Be the better elf, they always said. When I was about 30 years of age, my dad started to teach me "Self Defense" lessons, due to my mothers anxiety for me. These lessons were cheerful, with laughing and bonding time between me and my father, but one night after lessons, everything changed. As I mentioned, I was a food-loving little elf, so I asked my father if he could make a quick trek into the woods to make me my favorite dish, pepper-apples. These were the most delicious treats; hollow apples with pepper and carrots inside. He, being the erogenous man he was, trekked into the forest to fetch me my treat. My father never returned from that forest.
Teen Years:
There was so much sorrow in the village of Dunroch. Everyone knew about our loss, and everyone tried to avoid the "Out of place" Ehierhileia's. Soon, people started leaving the town. The town grew smaller and smaller, until we finally left too. We trekked north, not having a clue where we were going, and ended up in the lands of North Anthos. We became trapped in a small tree, and lived off of greasy zombie flesh and bone marrow. As a young boy, I was weak and small, and we could not escape from those lands.
Older Teen Years:
I was a strong teen; living in those wastelands for nearly 100 years. I was strong enough to run at a rapid pace along with my nimble mother. It was a clear day, as we planned to escape from our captivity. We would need to trek west, to find the place we were looking for in the beginning of this journey. We hastily threw our sewn bags (made of spider skin) over our backs and dashed to the west, making sure we checked the direction markings we made on our arrival. We spent days and nights traveling, and some without food, water, and shelter. In those traveling days, I lost my finger, but I lost something else, much, much more important.
Modern Days:
I lost my mother. The only one I still loved in the world, the only one who still gave me hope. Believe me, I tried saving her, by trying to suck the zombie infection out of her arm, and even trying to stop the blood flow. But, nothing worked. My beloved mother was dead, and I would have to continue the trek by myself. Many more nights of weakness and sorrow passed, before I came to a beautiful city of trees and elves. I glanced over at the entrance, and above it were big letters that read:
LEUMALIN
Ambitions for the Future: I wish to establish a home, until I can make a journey back to the forests my father ventured into, and hopefully make a home with him.
Personality: I am sneaky, I always look for the bright side of bad situations, I have a very strong willpower, and I will do anything to save myself / make myself wealthy. I do not like talking, and hate conversations.
Skills: Skilled Swordsman, Nimble, Fast Runner, Very Quiet
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): I am a dark-skinned elf, with blue eyes. I have medium length black hair, and enjoy wearing gloves all the time. I wear no shirt, but ragged pants and small shoes.
The link to my skin: http://www.planetmin...rk-elf-2091885/
Any other details you wish to share about your character:
I regret asking for the pepper-apple, and I will hate myself forever for not saving my mom. I keep things to myself, and I do not let go of anything that hurts me.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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1. As you walk through the deep forests you hear the sound of whispering and snickering. Upon inspection you realize that a group of older elves are mocking a small elven child. How do you react?
Answer:
I think to myself "These are elders. They are more powerful, more knowledgeable, and more respected than me." I remember my devastating childhood, remember the pain involved, and decide to help the poor elven child. I do not speak one word, as I like keeping to myself, but instead I scale a small tree. By instinct, I take out my bow and arrow and prepare to shoot. "Killing will make it worse" pops into my head, so instead of arrows, I take out medium sized rocks. One by one, the rocks hit the elders square on the head, and they all fall in a pattern. With no eye contact involved, I quietly yell
"run, boy"
I dash away as the small elven child does the same, not even exchanging words.
2. Whilst wandering through the Elven forests you come across a frail old man with a walking stick. He collapses in front of you, falling to the ground with a sharp thud. Out of his pocket falls a small pouch of gold coins, which hits the ground and splits open spreading coins across the pathway. The man lies there, defenseless - what do you do?
Answer:
As soon as I see the shiny gold on the pathway, I quickly scoop the coins up and throw them in the bag, without glancing at the man. He says "Thank you" in a kind manner, as if he thought I was picking them up for him. My morals start kicking in.
"No, I have lived my life in poverty, I deserve these coins more than that man does. He is almost dead, isn't he?"
and
"Look at this poor soul. He is trying to live a life, just like myself. It is not his fault I was poor, and he needs the money to help himself live."
I try to block my good morals out of this situation, place the old man in a sitting position on a tree, snap his walking stick in two, and dash out of the situation with my heart pounding, partly from anxiety and partly from guilt.
3. Whilst traversing the Elven Woodlands, you come across a small clearing in which a colored carriage sits. A trader stands outside of it and calls you over, telling you of his wares. He points out that his carriage sells just about everything, and that he's willing for you to haggle for a price. What does your character do? (Please include:- item, haggling for prices and the discussion involved).
Answer:
The trader starts talking about his wares to me. He says:
"C'mere, you defenseless boy! I have a bargain' for ya'! Im sellin' ma finest swords, for yer protection!
There lies many, many fine handcrafted swords by Eelhest Marher, the best elven blacksmith known.
Again, stealing and killing come into my mind, without my consent.
"These here swords are werth 300 minas; but for ya', ill give em' for 100"
Of course, living a shady life, I have much more than 100 minas. But, the thought came into my mind "Can I get these for free? It would be a horrible thing to do, but he hasn't even heard my voice yet."
"No thanks"
I whisper, very very quietly.
After the carriage has passed, I begin my assault. Running behind the carriage, I take out my hand crafted dagger and stab the wheels. The carriage slows down, and eventually comes to a halt. The trader gets out, but he doesn't have enough time to look at the wheels. As he bends down, I push the dagger into his brittle head, and he falls to the ground dead. Hand crafted swords for free, what a great day!
[b]Out-Of-Character Information[/b] Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name: [Human]Aetosion
How old are you?: 16
Time-Zone: GMT-5
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: Was on another Minecraft RP server for a year, and RP'd in WoW for a bit when I was younger.
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: Quite a bit of googling, then found your website and read through it.
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: N/A
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): I will once I finish.
Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: Yes
[b]Definitions[/b] In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: Acting out a role of your character realistically per the bounds determined by the canon lore provided.
Meta-gaming: Utilizing OOC knowledge as knowledge that is your character's own, like knowing someone's name before asking it, or reading someone else's lore on the forums and utilizing that knowledge for your character's benefit.
Power-emoting: When your character is too awesome at everything, or otherwise doing something unrealistic. If, for example, my character were to be a naturally talented swordsman, an alchemical genius, and an extremely successful miner and craftsman, that would probably qualify as power-emoting. Power-emoting can also be when someone overrides another's choice, by dictating their actions by your RP without giving them chance to make their own response.
[b]In-Character Information:[/b] Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Aetos Tsojenn
Current Age: 26
Sub-race (if any): Southerner
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long): The infant Aetos was left by his dying mother outside of the fort Blackmont, and raised by the peasant farmers who found him. At a young age, he took up a scythe and helped out his adopted family earn money during harvest season. When his adopted father died of starvation and disease when Aetos was aged 19, and his adopted mother dying later in that same year, Aetos went in search of a new home. He took only his adopted father's scythe, a sack of poorly baked bread, and a wineskin with watered wine.
Along the road, he was ambushed by two bandits. In his desperation, he struck out with his scythe, and cut the first bandit across the chest, whereupon ribbons of blood poured from his body. When he turned to fight the second bandit, he saw that he'd fled. Deciding to don the fallen bandit's leather armor and take his curved iron shortsword for protection, he began upon the road again.
He learned from a flyer pinned to a tree along the road that House Blackmont was recruiting footmen for their guard force. After a fortnight's journey, he arrived at the Dreadfort of House Blackmont. After bribing a guard by giving him the bandit's sword, he was let into the fort, where he applied and was taken in as an Unblooded footman of the Dreadfort ((permission for this granted by Zezimus/Lord Lucius Blackmont))
[b]Ambitions for the Future:[/b] Aetos looks to rise within the ranks of the guard and the house, overcome his origins in a peasant family, and make a name for himself.
[b]Personality:[/b] Aetos is quiet, pragmatic, ambitious, and opportunistic. He's not prone to emotional outbursts, preferring to function as efficiently as possible.
[b]Skills:[/b] He can wield a scythe to cut down stalks of grain, some of that familiarity with a blade carrying over to swordsmanship, a skill he looks to learn better from the swordsmen of the Dreadfort. He can barely read, knowing what he does from being sent to the market to sell grain, and learning from the signs and notices there.
[b]Appearance[/b] (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):[/b] He looks like a simple Southerner, with black hair and eyes and darker skin. His hair is kept cut above his eyes for practicality, and he wears the same undyed simple tunic and trousers, not owning anything else.
[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b] Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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[b]1. Whilst in the mighty human capital you notice a dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he is clearly up to no good. There are guards within shouting distance - what do you do?[/b]
Answer: I see a dark-clothed figured sneaking towards the palace, but I don't want to attract attention to myself either. I wouldn't benefit at all by telling the guards, and it's not like I care about any of the rich folk in the palace anyways. If I tell the guards, it's unlikely that they'll reward me, and will probably take the credit for themselves. I turn around and walk the other way.
[b]2. Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a large clearing, in which sits a small cobbled cottage. Outside it stands an unstable old man armed with a small iron blade, surrounded by two heavily armed bandits - they appear to be threatening him. You are armed with leather armour and an iron longsword, how do you react?[/b]
Answer: I see two bandits threatening an old man in front of his house in the woods. Not wanting to risk my own life, I hurry away from the bandits, reminding myself not to live in a small and unprotected cobble house in the middle of the woods.
[b]3. You are standing within the mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful stall. You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has no set prices. He is willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices. What do you do? (Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that happens).[/b]
Answer: ((Assuming I'm allowed to supply responses and actions for the merchant))
Curious, I ask him about what clothes he has available.
"Sir, anything I can wear in there?"
"Ahhh, the Southerner wants to look sharp! Have I got the thing for you!"
He pulls out a wooden trunk, opening it to reveal luxurious garments.
"Oh, not that sort, anything a bit more practical?"
Disappointed at the loss of a big sale, the merchant pulls out simpler clothes.
"What's your price for those?"
The merchant names a price far outside Aetos's comfort zone. Deciding that he shouldn't be spending money on things he doesn't actually need, he says,
"Actually, never mind," and leaves the stall.
[b]Out-Of-CharacterInformation[/b] Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name:Seth151 How old are you?:16 Time-Zone:(UTC-08:00) Pacific Time (US & Canada) Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: I understand and agree to all of your rules.
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I have played all of the elder scrolls games and I use to play lord of the rings online in my spare time. How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: I heard about lord of the craft while i was looking for roleplay servers on minecraft. Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/88323-humanseth151s-applacation/?hl=seth151 Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): Yes i have Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?:Yes I have read all the lore before I even before I applied.
Definitions In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: Roleplaying is taking the role of someone of your imagination also remembering that your character’s dislikes and hobbies and keeping in their weaknesses and strengths in every way. Meta-gaming: Meta Gaming is when you use ooc information to help your character with something he doesn’t know like for example using skype or teamspeak. Power-emoting: Power emoting is when you're emoting unrealistic some may call it god emoting for example *Dante is stuck in this dark dungeon is being attacked by four poisonous bats Dante uses an finds a book and uses an light magic then swiftly doges the bats and kills them all with one sword slash and leaves the dungeon without a scratch.
In-Character Information: Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name:Apollo Ventis Current Age:21 Sub-race (if any):Northern Past /History(include childhood, major-events, etc.2+ paragraphs long): Apollo comes from a family of four, his father Dante Ventis was a Blacksmith for three years until he decided that they should build a home in the wild. Apollo and Orion were sent to an inn with their mother while their father went to search for a nice piece of land to build a home. Apollo’s mother, Amelia Ventis, was a Librarian and taught Apollo and Orion about some of the history of this great city and read them stories of heroes of the past while their father was gone.Apollo has a twin brother by the name of Orion Ventis Apollo’s brother always love listening about stories of archers Apollo and Orion’s relationship was close they were good brothers to each other. In their spare time Apollo and Orion enjoyed doing combat training in the fields of kingston, Orion took to a bow, where as Apollo enjoyed the company of his blade . After 5 long months their father had finally designed their home next to a river and mountain. It was then that the war against the coalition started due the increasing danger in Salvus,Apollo’s father told Apollo and Orion they should leave to go on their own to be safe. The night before Apollo and Orion were to leave there was an attack and their home got raided by some men. Apollo and Orion hid from the men attacking their home and witnessed both their parents die in front of their eyes. Not knowing what to do the young brothers set off the next morning in search of their new lives. Neither knew where they would end up, they just wanted to get away from the awful memories they would now hold in their hearts forever. The memories of their parents death has brought Apollo and Orion to work their way into learning how to protect themselves and the others around them. Throughout their lives they always wondered why their parents were killed so one day Apollo and Orion set off to see the priest of kingston that their father knew. When Apollo and Orion asked he told them their father was not only a blacksmith but was also a mercenary. “He was hired mostly for killing off guild leaders” he had said, “On one job the guild leader fought back before he could finish the job and the guild leader had hired an assassin to kill your father, the assassins are ruthless people so thats why they probably killed your mother as well.” The priest sat down with Apollo and Orion and told them that they should forget about their parents killers and live a clean new life in the world anthos “There are many opportunities so do your best.” After the long talk with the priest, Apollo and Orion decided that they will try to forget their parents death and survive on their own, but their parent’s souls will always have a place in Apollo and Orion’s heart.
Ambitionsfor the Future:[/b] Apollo wishes to become a great wielder of a blade so he may protect himself and others around him. Personality:[/b] Apollo is somewhat of a mysterious figure he is quiet but dependable when needed.He was once thought of as a freak when most people saw him but now that he has grow most think of him as very trustworthy but also very quiet he maintains the name as The NightWalker through his action. Skills:[/b] Apollo is very skilled with a blade and sometimes with the accompany of a shield of some sort he works very well with a one-handed sword but lacks the use of a two-handed sword. Appearance(this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):[/b] Apollo is 5’9 in height, he has short dark brown shaggy hair, light blue eyes, and Any other details you wish to share about your character:[/b]
[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b] [i]Each question inthis section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the eventin full.Please be as descriptive as possible anddonotbreak character or lore at any point.[/i] ____
[b]1.Whilstin the mighty human capital you notice a dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he is clearly up to no good.There are guards within shouting distance - what do you do?[/b]
Answer: Apollo would quietly try to approach the dark figure not knowing what he is doing but wanting to make sure that he is not doing anything hasty.As Apollo follows the man he starts to see the sence of what he is doing so he would grab the man. Apollo would then ask *why are you trying to harm the emperor* The dark figure would then counter attack Apollo then say *stay out of what is not your knowing* Apollo would then grab the dark figure by the neck and whispers*Talkith to me like that again and this will be thous last breathe*.As the dark figure would counter Apollo then grabs his for his dagger Apollo would then attempt to trip the dark figure then grab him then make a yell for the guard *guards guards we have an assassin trying to assassinate thou emperor*. Then after the dark figure is caught Apollo would then collect his rewardings and be off.
[b]2.Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a large clearing,in which sits a small cobbled cottage.Outside it stands an unstable old man armed with a small iron blade, surrounded by two heavily armed bandits - they appear to be threatening him.You are armed with leather armour and an iron longsword, how do you react?[/b]
Answer: As Apollo is exploring the dark forest for any good ores that he can convert into some good weapons and armor. Apollo he stumble upon an cobbled cottage so then Apollo would quietly sneak to take a peek of who or what's there as Apollo is sneaking around he gets to a dark corner and see an Old man with the accompany of an iron blade and surrounded by two heavily armed bandits.Apollo would then have a quick handle on his blade then would walk toward the bandits and ask them*If thou let the old man free I will give ith mina*. The bandit would then say *I could always kill thou and take all the mina and keep the old beggar* Apollo would then walk away from the bandits and walk toward the old man then take grab of him and tell him to run as fast as he can.The old man then ran away into the forest as the bandits try to attack Apollo then so Apollo would then run the opposite way so they would leave to old man alone.
[b]3.You are standing within the mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful stall.You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has noset prices.Heis willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices.Whatdo you do?(Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that happens).[/b]
Answer:As Apollo walks up the market he notices that the is a grade B blade hilt so Apollo would then make it seem like he wouldn’t buy such a thing in a normal market.Apollo then asked the man could he get maybe 15 healing potion,some iron ingots,a nice pile of some iron blades and 4 of your best hilts.The man would then ask Apollo how much is he willing to pay Apollo would then put 78mina on the stall and say how much does this sound.The man would reply with a smirk on his face and say thank you for everything Apollo would then walk away with a small little laugh because of how he jipped the man of his best material there.
Minecraft Account Name: nate15596
How old are you?: 17
Time-Zone: (UTC-08:00) Pacific Time (US & Canada) Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: I have read and agree with all the rules.
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: Dungeons and Dragons, Skyrim, Theater (part of International Thespian Society)
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: Friends
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server:
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):
Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: I will keep to the server lore and my characters lore as well.
Definitions In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing:Roleplaying is when you take the role of a character from your imagination and follow his/her regulation and knowing their hobbies their likes and dislikes and their strength and weaknesses. Meta-gaming: Meta gaming is when someone uses out of character information to help their character do something he doesn’t know in character like using teamspeak for instance when you use that you're in out of character. Power-emoting: Power emoting is the use of emoting to the max therefore using emotions that are one sided and don’t give anything else a chance for instance saying like you're in a battle then your character does 2 backflips and throws his sword in the other man chest and kills him instantly.
In-Character Information: Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Leonto Simmons Current Age: 21 Sub-race (if any): Northern Past /History(include childhood, major-events, etc.2+ paragraphs long): Leonto comes from a middle class family they had a nice little home in the Kingdom of Kingston. Leonto’s father was named Jacob, his mother was Talia. Jacob believed that Leonto should carry on the family business, a small general store, where Talia, who grew up in the age of exploration, feels that leonto should grow up to be an adventurer. The two parents argued often and never agreed on anything. This caused Leonto to sneak out a lot and watch the nobles of the town use their power for bad purposes. This caused Leonto to grow a hatred for the nobels. One day the war against the coalition swept through the kingdom. Jacob’s shop was burned down and Jacob was killed in the process. Shortly after Talia turned to alcohol and started drinking ale regularly. After observing Talia, Leonto realized that his mother had come down with the first stages of the plague. Leonto called upon a doctor, who arrived the next day, however, it was too late. Unfortunately Jacob never wrote his will so all the stuff was not given to Leonto. Leonto took this as a chance and went on his own. He has no feelings towards the death of his parents, he plans to start over. After wandering the streets for a while he found a mercenary group and began to learn the way of the sword. After a few days of training leonto became annoyed with swords and quit the mercenary’s. He learned the only way to survive and be happy in this life is to find a group that will supply him with the necessities, and accept his strange personality.
Ambitionsfor the Future:[/b] Leonto’s ambitions for the future is to find a group of people that he can live in this crazy world with. Personality:[/b] Leonto’s is a quiet, shy sole. He tends to want to observe a situation before he makes a decision, that is if the time allows it. He works hard to please others, only so he may get as much out of them as he can. He is good with following orders of those who he feels are worthy of being in charge. He will tend to over throw a ruler that he feels is not worthy of their title, however, he will not actually be a leader himself. Skills:[/b] Leonto is skilled with bows and knives. He is good at haggling a deal with the local shopkeeper, or bartender. Appearance(this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):[/b] Leonto has black short hair, and clean shiny green eyes as well as a lean build. Any other details you wish to share about your character:[/b] None
[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b] [i]Each question inthis section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the eventin full.Please be as descriptive as possible anddonotbreak character or lore at any point.[/i] ____
[b]1.Whilstin the mighty human capital you notice a dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he is clearly up to no good.There are guards within shouting distance - what do you do?[/b]
Answer: If Leonto felt that the emperor is corrupt or evil he would ignore the man and walk away. If Leonto felt that the emperor was good then Leonto would grab his knife and put it out of range of sight. He would then walk up to the cloaked figure and begin to converse. If any threat was made leonto would make a move to get in the way of the person. If the cloaked figure pulled any weapons on Leonto then Leonto would quickly attempt to slash his knife, if the attack went bad then Leonto would flee any way he could, along while alerting any guards that are nearby.
[b]2.Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a large clearing,in which sits a small cobbled cottage.Outside it stands an unstable old man armed with a small iron blade, surrounded by two heavily armed bandits - they appear to be threatening him.You are armed with leather armour and an iron longsword, how do you react?[/b]
Answer: While Leonto is wandering through a deep oak forest he comes across a cottage with two bandits giving trouble to an poor old man. Leonto then throws a rock right behind the bandits and quickly make his way around the other side of the cottage. After the bandits go to investigate leonto would go around the front and motion for the old man to come with him. Leonto would then take the old man to safety. Leonto asks, “If thou will is to keep thy property then please tell me so, then I may obtain assistance to save this property.” The man agrees to pay Leonto and Leonto uses that money to hire a group of two mercenaries at a local camp. Upon returning to the cottage the bandits have begun pillaging. Leonto would motion for to mercenaries to go around the back. He would then step through the front door and proclaim, “Thou vile bandits leave at once or taste steel!” One of the bandits laugh and step towards Leonto. Leonto then whistles and the mercenaries rush through the door. Leonto takes off into the forest and watches the battle from a distance.
[b]3.You are standing within the mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful stall.You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has noset prices.Heis willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices.Whatdo you do?(Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that happens).[/b]
Answer: While leonto is going about the capital city he notices a man with a small stand, upon approaching the stall the stall owner tells Leonto that their is no set price and haggling is recommended. Leonto points to a small curved knife and asks, “Where did thou obtain such a fine weapon?” The man responds, “I found it upon the person of a dead bandit.” Leonto looks and the it is worth at least 55 Mina, however Leonto takes this opportunity to haggle a bit, but still be fair. “My good sir I will pay 49 Mina for that fine weapon.” The man would respond, “Sir I know you are trying to get as good of a deal as you can, but I have a family to feed. Would it be possible for thou to pay 60 Mina?” Leonto then responds, “No sir, you found that weapon on a bandit. Thus value of the knife is decreased. Plus the value of a knife like that is at most 50.” The man responds, “I lied, I really crafted the weapon myself, that makes the price more.” Leonto would then respond while stepping back, “Sorry sir I don’t trade with liers.”
[b]Out-Of-CharacterInformation[/b] Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name: Superj22 How old are you?: 16 Time-Zone: (UT -06:00) Central Time (US & Canada) Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I have played role-play games like Skyrim, Lord of the Rings, and Dungeons and Dragons. How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: Through friends and seen it on planetminecraft Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: N/A Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): Yes
Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: Yes i have read all of the lore
Definitions In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: Roleplaying is creating a character out of your imagination and acting like him through his strengths and weaknesses. Meta-gaming: Meta-gaming is when you gain knowledge from out of character to use in character for example like speaking on skype or another chatting application or going into out of character chat and asking where something is for the quest you're on. Power-emoting: Power emoting is when you emote to the max like emoting unrealistically for example: *Thomas was attacked by some drunken guards and the guards tried to arrest Thomas quickly got his swords and killed the guards in one slash and comes out the battle without a scratch.* In-Character Information: Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Kai Smith Current Age: 20 Sub-race (if any): Southeron Past /History(include childhood, major-events, etc.2+ paragraphs long): Kai was an only child in his family, his mother died at birth so he grew up with his father. His father Kane Smith was a shaman when he turned thirty-five. Kai and his father lived in the Kingdom of Salvus. Kai always had his father telling him that he should live on the Smith’s legacy and become a shaman. Kane took Kai becoming a shaman under consideration thought when his was old enough to travel on his own he should visit the mages guild to seek out how to learn the ways of a shaman. In the meantime, every night right before Kai slept his father would tell stories of the ancient shamans. On that night the war started, because of the danger in Salvus was so high, Kane told Kai to get out of kingston and go somewhere safe. It was the night before that the mercenaries raided the church and burned it after . Kai did not know what to do, so he hid from the mercenaries,Kai hid in one of the traveling merchant cart. When the sun came up Kai ran to the graveyard when Kai thought it was safe and asked the gravedigger if he could see his father one last time. The gravedigger asked, “What is his name”. Kai responded “Kane Smith”. The gravedigger told him that there was no man who was buried today with that name. Yes, the church did burn down but there was no sign of blood or bodies near the church. This is when Kai knows his father has left the Kingdom and went somewhere else. After noticing that his father left kingston without a trace he wants to become a traveler and hopes to join a guild that would help him find his father.
Ambitionsfor the Future:[/b] Kai always wanted to follow his fathers footsteps and become a shaman to continue the Smith’s Legacy Personality:[/b] Kai was always a positive thinker he would find the good in a bad situation he was very good to have around to have a little fun in the middle of some quest most people liked to stay around him in a pub because sometimes he would get a little over his head but don't think of Kai lightly when his in battle he's as serious as possible and very trustworthy. Skills:[/b] Kai was always good when it came to the knowledge of any sort of magic he wanted to become a shaman so much that he study the ways of magic so one day he could finally learn the ways of magic. Appearance(this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):[/b] Kai is 5’7 in height, he has dark brown faded hair. He has dark blue eyes and is lean built. He is also dark skinned. Any other details you wish to share about your character:[/b] N/A
[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b] [i]Each question inthis section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the eventin full.Please be as descriptive as possible anddonotbreak character or lore at any point.[/i] ____ [b]1.Whilstin the mighty human capital you notice a dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he is clearly up to no good.There are guards within shouting distance - what do you do?[/b]
Answer: Kai would quietly follow the dark clothed man to see what he is up too but does not want to get close to the man. When Kai figures out what the man is doing he then grabs the man and asks *Why is thou doing going towards the Emperor’s palace.*The man then pushes Kai’s hand off his shoulder and tells him stay out of the way. Kai tells the man that violence does not solve anything he just makes problem worse. The man laughs and says let’s make it worse then. Kai then warns one of the guards and tells him there is a dark clothed man who is trying to harm the Emperor.
[b]2.Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a large clearing,in which sits a small cobbled cottage.Outside it stands an unstable old man armed with a small iron blade, surrounded by two heavily armed bandits - they appear to be threatening him.You are armed with leather armour and an iron longsword, how do you react?[/b]
Answer: Kai would go behind the small cobbled cottage house and investigate the problem he would then throw a rock far away to make the guards go see what it was. Kai would then yell at the man come behind the house I will protect you. The man then runs behind the house to Kai and says to him thank you how should I ever repay you. Kai responded nothing just trying to not have violence. The bandits then find Kai and the old man and start to attack. One of the bandits slashed at Kai but Kai dodged it and grabbed his shoulder and put his sword straight through his stomach. Kai then lays him down gently and whispers to him i'm sorry. Kai then grabs the old man and tells him run lets get out of here. Kai then approaches a guard and tells the guard there were two bandits trying to kill this man please protect him.
[b]3.You are standing within the mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful stall.You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has noset prices.Heis willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices.Whatdo you do?(Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that happens).[/b]
Answer: Kai stands at the stall looking at all the items the man offers, he mutters to the man clothes. The man looks at him oddly and tells him are you sure you wouldn’t want some food...you look hungry. Kai says to the guy no... i'm not hungry I would prefer clothes. Kai then takes the clothes and puts 10 Minas on the table unaware of how much it cost. The man looks satisfied so Kai walks to the bathroom to change his clothes.
[b]Out-Of-CharacterInformation[/b] Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name: TotalBacon01 How old are you?: 21 Time-Zone: (UTC-04:00) Atlantic Time (Canada) Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?:I have read and agree to all the server rules What previous experience have you had in role-playing?:Dungeons & Dragons, Elder Scrolls, DramaClasses How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?:It was Recommended by a friend Link any applications that you have previously made for the server:
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): Yes I have Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?:I have studied it and will use it in the following character biography
Definitions In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: Role-playing is a form of acting as a character other than yourself, keeping in mind their likes, dislikes, personality and background and using that knowledge to live in the life of that character. Meta-gaming: Meta-gaming in a basic sense is using variables that shouldn’t be known to your character (based on the character’s experience) to affect gameplay and perform actions that the character should have no knowledge of . Power-emoting: Power-emoting is basically forcing a character to do something based on your actions without giving them a chance to either retaliate or change the outcome.
In-Character Information: Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Orion Ventis Current Age: 21 Sub-race (if any):Northern Past /History(include childhood, major-events, etc.2+ paragraphs long): Orion and his brother Apollo Come from a family of four, their father, Dante Ventis, was a Blacksmith for three years until he decided to build the family a home in the wild. Orion and his brother traveled to an inn with their mother while their father went to search for a nice piece of land to build the family's new home. His mother, Amelia Ventis, was a Librarian and taught Orion and his brother about some of the history of the great city and read them stories of heroes of the past while their father was gone. In his spare time Orion enjoyed doing combat training in the fields of Kingston with his brother, he very much enjoyed using a bow, whereas Apollo enjoyed the company of his blade. After 5 long months his father had finally returned to tell them their new home was built, it was next to a beautiful river and mountain. It was then that the war against the coalition started. Due the increasing danger in Salvus, his father had instructed Orion and his brother to leave to go on their own to be safe. The night before they were to set off on their journey there was an attack on the family’s home and it was raided by some men. Orion and Apollo hid from the men attacking but witnessed both their parents die in front of their eyes. Not knowing what they should do Orion and his brother set off the next morning in search of their new lives and purpose. Neither of them knew where they would end up in life, they just wanted to get away from the awful memories they we would now hold in our hearts forever. The memory of their parent’s death has brought Orion and his brother to work harder at their combat training so that they would never have to lose anyone they loved again. Throughout their lives we always wondered why their home had been attacked and parents killed. One day Orion and his brother agreed to set off to see the priest of Kingston who their father had introduced them to when they were still young. When asked if he had known anything he told them their father was not only a blacksmith, but was also a mercenary. “He was hired mostly for killing off guild leaders” he had said, “Although on one job the guild leader fought back before he could finish the job, and the guild leader had hired an assassin to kill your father in revenge. The assassins are ruthless people so that is why they killed your mother as well. You should indeed feel lucky they had not found you or you may not have been here talking with me now.” The priest sat the two brothers down and told them that they should forget about their parent’s killers and live a clean new life in the world Anthos. “There are many opportunities so do your best.” After the long talk with the priest, Orion and Apollo decided that they would try to forget their parent’s death and start a new life on their own, but their parent’s souls would always have a place in their hearts until the day they died.
Ambitionsfor the Future:[/b] Orion thrive to be a bowmaster so he may become a great huntsman and protect the ones he loves so he would never have to witness another tragedy like the death of his parent’s Personality:[/b] Orion is a very humorous man, sometimes he can come off sarcastic and that makes people who don’t thoroughly know him get angry as they take it the wrong way. He tends to be very kind in nature, but will defend his honor if need be. Although mainly trustworthy and open, he holds his own deep dark secrets inside and only chooses to share those with his twin brother Apollo. Skills:[/b] Orion’s main skills are with his bow, his brother has taught him some swordplay but still prefers long range to anything else. He has great hunting instincts and quick reflexes when provoked. Appearance(this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):[/b] Orion is a tan skinned human, he is 5’9 with deep blue eyes, dark brown medium length hair, and a muscular build.
Any other details you wish to share about your character:[/b] Orion holds one secret about himself that he refuses to share even with his brother Apollo to whom he tells everything to.
[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b] [i]Each question inthis section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the eventin full.Please be as descriptive as possible anddonotbreak character or lore at any point.[/i] _______
[b]1.Whilstin the mighty human capital you notice a dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he is clearly up to no good.There are guards within shouting distance - what do you do?[/b]
Answer: When Orion notices a dark figure attempting to sneak into the emperor’s palace he knows he must act quick, he sees guard nearby but feels as if he yells out to him the dark figure might escape. Instead apollo quickly runs over to the man and starts to act as if he were a beggar, hoping it will catch the guard’s attention. As he tries to talk to the man the man turns and shoves Orion to the ground and tells him to move along and that he has nothing for him, Orion turns to see that the guard has not noticed yet what is going on. Orion then gets up and persists to beg from the man. The man gets furious at Orion and draws out a sword. It is at this moment the guard noticed the commotion and immediately runs over to see what the problem is. The man tries to lie to the guard and say that Orion had attacked him first when Orion notices a note in the man’s belt. Orion quickly grabs the note and hands it to the guard. The guard takes the note and notices the insignia of a rival kingdom. As the guard reads the note he learns the dark figure is actually there to assassinate the Emperor. The Guard immediately places the man under arrest and Orion explains his place within the scenario. The Guard thanks Orion for his quick thinking and offers Orion a reward for his troubles. But Orion denies the reward saying that helping was all he needed.
[b]2.Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a large clearing,in which sits a small cobbled cottage.Outside it stands an unstable old man armed with a small iron blade, surrounded by two heavily armed bandits - they appear to be threatening him.You are armed with leather armour and an iron longsword, how do you react?[/b]
Answer: As Orion is wandering through an oak forest, he heard some yelling coming from not far off in the distance. He quickly runs in the direction to see what the commotion is about, as he draws nearer he notices an old man on his porch with an iron sword drawn and being approached by two heavily armed bandits. Knowing that he must help but is not armed enough to take them them on by himself. Orion takes a second and quickly comes up with a plan. Orion grabs some fallen branches that are on the ground beside him and starts throwing them in different directions to make noise. The bandits hear the noises and start checking around to see what is causing it. One bandit notices the tip of a longsword sticking out from behind a tree and signals the other bandit towards it. Meanwhile Orion has made it to where the man was standing and starts to help him make his way away from the house. As the bandits near the blade they had seen they jumped around the tree to see that no one was there. Instantly they turn around and notice the old man is long gone and realize they had failed their mission.
[b]3.You are standing within the mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful stall.You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has noset prices.Heis willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices.Whatdo you do?(Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that happens).[/b]
Answer: While walking through the mighty human capital one day Orion notices a short man at a colourful stall selling a huge variety of general goods. Orion has some spare change so he walks over to the man and asks him the price of his wares. The man responds by telling Orion that he has not set a price yet and that they may work out a price they both agree upon. Orion instantly notices a beautifully crafted bow and knows he must have it. knowing the bow is probably worth at least 300 minas, he decides to try and get it at a much lower price hoping the man does not know the value of the bow himself. Orion offers the man 50 minas for the bow but the man seems a bit reluctant to accept the offer. The man says to Orion that it is a very nice bow and that he believes it is worth around 400 minas. Orion proceeds to tell the man that the bow looks a little used and that 400 minas would be more of a price for something brand new. Orion then offers the man 150 minas, saying to the man that he will not go any higher for a used bow. The man accepts Orions new offer noting that Orion has a much more extensive knowledge of the item and does not want to seem as though he is a cheat, as he is an honest businessman. Orion hands the man the 150 minas to the man and walks away happy knowing he was able to procure the bow of his dreams for half the cost it was worth.
Minecraft Account Name: Palandarus
How old are you?: 22
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Mountain time zone/United States
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes, I began role- playing years ago on a game called "Warcraft 3". I'm not particularly sure you'll know the game, but there was an online portion of it, where you could find certain role-playing games.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I was searching the minecraft forums for a role-playing game and someone on another topic recommended it.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:[/color] n/a
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:
I have
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Role-playing is the act of taking the life a new person, whether it is acting or playing a character in a game.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Taking your knowledge and using it in an unsporting manor.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Where you use your actions in a god like manor to kill someone when/if the other player doesn't accept the terms.
In-Character Details
Character Name: Krenzen FireHeart
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: Krenzen is a very quiet man, very few know much about him, he spends long hours in the libraries of Laurelin, searching for the secrets of the world. He's the only one left in his entire family, he is only 240, losing his family when he was 83. His family died when the Undead hordes sent by Iblees attacked his home The Sister City. Krenzen wasn't affected to losing his family, which scared most people he knew. He eventually isolated him self from the world and fell deeply into researching the ancient Elven language. Krenzen has dark red eyes, rare upon the Elven race, he is 6'0 ft tall, an average height. Krenzen has always been fascinated by magic and has wanted to learn it since he was a lad. Of course it takes intensive training to learn such a thing, but he hopes one day he will be-able to find a book or two that can possibly train him. Krenzen lives alone in the woods where he his able to study his books undisturbed. He wishes he could meet someone to live with him, such as a girl. But he has never found anyone that has his intellectual abilities so he continues to live alone. He is a happy man but he doesn't show it, he shows it inside of himself.
What are your characters ambitions?:To learn the ancient tongue of the elves
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:http://www.minecraft...-hooded-archer/ Planning on taking the hood off and also changing the hair color.
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:Dark minded and very kept to himself.
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?: Slowly walking over to the dwarf, Krenzen ask the short man "Do you have any books for sale?" the short man replies "I'm sorry I do not.. I have various other wares though." Krenzen looks away and in a short manor says "Shame." and then continues on his 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?: Krenzen was walking down the road reading a book on the elven language when he sees the orc threatening a small dwarf. Krenzen who has, no fighting skills, yet atleast, continues on his way, when he hears the orc raise a weapon to the dwarf. As little of a heart krenzen may have, he wasn't going to watch an orc murder an innocent man. Krenzen rushes over there and shouts "Leave this man alone!" the orc replies "And what are you going to do?" Krenzen decides to pull a bluff out of his sleeve. "I'll use magic on you!" the orc looks frightened and then says "Fine I'll leave the man alone for now." Krenzen then leaves not saying another word.
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 Krenzen was walking down the road he sees an old man fall to the floor, and watches as each coin hits the ground. He slowly walks to the man and says "I could help you.. But its going to cost you a coin or two." The old man manages a grunt out, "You're going to charge me to get back up?" Krenzen slightly giggles "I could buy a book with that kind of money." The man then agrees and Krenzen helps him up accepting his coin, and then he moves back on his way.
Out-Of-Character Information
Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name: prodofpersia
How old are you?: I am 14 years old.
Time-Zone: EST - Eastern Standard Time
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes, I have read, understood, and agreed to the rules.
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I have played on many large RP servers, such as Massivecraft in which you choose classes, and A'therys Ascended, which includes nations, towns, classes, and is a very big role-playing server.
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: I was looking on Google for great Minecraft role-playing servers, and I came across the LOTC website. I read through everything, and decided this server sounded perfect.
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):
Yes, I have posted this application to the Minecraft Fourm.
Have you read the Elven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?:
Yes, I have read all the Elven lore, and I will make use of it, use it, and follow it in game and in my biography.
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!
Role-playing: Role-playing is when one character, or a group of characters, act as a character they have made and interact with eachother.
Meta-gaming: This is using information that you don't know to your advantage before anyone tells you it. One example is if you knew a characters past before you met them. This is not allowed.
Power-emoting: Power-emoting is using actions or words that ruin the story and does not allow any other actions from other characters. One example is saying: "Jimmy and James push prodofpersia off the roof, paralyzing him from the neck down". This ruins role-play and is not allowed.
In-Character Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Ceruahern Ehierhileia
(Pronounced Ser-oo-aa-hern Ehh-hair-he-leah
Current Age: 140
Sub-race (if any): Dark Elf
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):
Childhood:
I was born in the large town of Kingston, in Anthos. The first word I said was "res", which means "unpredictable" and fits in with myself completely. We lived like a normal elven family, not fighting with the others in the vicinity. Many people gave us dirty looks when we were out, and one old man even yelled "Look at them dirtyyyy beasties!" Our #1 household rule; don't talk to strangers.
I always thought we were the upper class; that's what my parents told me. We lived in a small wooden hut, and we almost never received special treats or toys. I wanted a "Dark-Attack Practice Dagger" said to be used by the Krughai themselves to train, but my parents said that toy was "Not age appropriate" and it was "Not in our heritage". I took that to mean "No", being the simple and absent-minded child I was (and still am).
But back then, I was too young to know the truth of our wealth. We were not wealthy; we were not middle class; we were not even lower class. If I had looked in a mirror, I would've saw a pile of dirt staring back. If I had known about this, I would've pushed my parents into a pile of trouble, so it was for the better that I had no clue.
My parents and I were Slaves. Working day and night to serve the appalling humans, which explained why they would always leave me in the morning, and come back sore in the evening. You could call it a form of Dehumanization toward my parents, but to me, it was something much different. It was trickery. As a child, I never enjoyed serving people and doing work, so the deceitful humans tricked me; and all the other slave-children; to work. We were told to "Light the campfire" and "Collect logs" for the "exciting yearly festival", that never happened. Every time my parents would leave for another day, and I headed out to chop wood, tears filled my mothers large blue eyes, and she would whisper "Be safe, my baby." I would always peek out the window, and watch them walk far away, my curious self wondering where they were going.
My father was 6'2" and my mother was 5'9", they were in perfect health, which probably made the humans target them. I always prayed I would one day surpass my dad in height, because I always wanted to be a strong, military leader. My mother was always worrying about my safety, such as warning me "When you get older, Ceruahern, people may discriminate against you." "Be the better elf", they always said to me, which confused me; Why would people be mean to me? We are the same as them, after all....
When I was about 30 years of age, my dad started to teach me "Self Defense" lessons, due to my mothers anxiety for me. I was always into Combat and Fighting, and I was jumping off the walls with joy when he announced the Self Defense Class. These lessons were cheerful, with laughing and bonding time between my father and I. I continued with these lessons for 10 years, and learned skills such as locating the directions by a tree trunk, and how to scale trees using only your hands and feet. These lessons, despite me not knowing it, would become some of the most valuable things I had learned.
I was a food-loving little elf. Food was a comforting thing to me; whenever I felt down or sad, I would scan the closets vividly with my small brown eyes looking for a treat. This trait came naturally; I was always spotting out goodies and coins without even knowing it. The saddest time in the house, for me, was when the cabinets were empty. "Mama, I'm starving!!" I would yell. If there was no food in the house, there was no happy Ceruahern either.
It was dark, but cool. There was a nice breeze flowing across the brown grass of our lawn. I had just finished my Self Defense lesson, and was in a great mood. So was my father, we both had a knack for fighting, and we both loved the feel of it. Of course, I became hungry, and asked my father politely to retrieve me a treat. "Father, It is a lovely day today, and I am quite hungry, so I was wondering if you could quickly retrieve a pepper-stuffed apple from the forests. If you do not want to, that is perfectly fine." Being the generous man he was, he replied "Ok, just this once though, Ceruahern." My father never returned from that forest.
Teen Years:
There was so much sorrow in the house of the Ehierhileia's. Everyone knew about our loss, and everyone tried to avoid the "Out of place" Ehierhileia's. I wondered why no one was speaking to me, because I was always the "Life of the group" with my friends. Soon, people started going missing. The town grew smaller and smaller. Every morning I would walk around the town and find boarded up houses, sometimes half broken. My mother became worried something was going on. She said to me "People do not just go Missing without explanation." She decided, after much thought, that we would have to escape from the town. Again, my curiosity kicked in, and I wondered why she said "escape" instead of "leave" or "say goodbye". I became very attached to that small old rotting house; mostly because I did not want to leave my fathers soul.
That morning was a blur. All I can remember is being hoisted onto my mothers shoulders with a bag on my back, and the up and down motion of feet running on uneven ground. I remember some snapping noises (which I now recognize as whips) and some growling; which I thought was in my nightmare, but, unfortunately, it turned out to be real. I woke up, to find myself in a snowy and icy tree surrounded by rotting zombies and chilling skeletons.
Older Teen Years:
We had been living in those wastelands for nearly 90 years. The self defense lessons came in great handy, thanks to my father, and I was strong enough to run at a rapid pace along with my nimble mother. We grew quite skinny, our old pants from Kingston slipped right over our whole bodies. I lost very much in those wastelands; the emotions, sorrow, and morals seemed like they floated right out of my heart, and froze in the cold wind. My eyes grew narrow, and more keen to any movements, due to the scary fact a Monster could pounce on me or my mother and take us in an instant. The tree was cut up and scarred, due to the constant punches and stab wounds it received from me. I had been strengthening myself for 90 years, and I was prepared for what was coming on that sunny morning.
I was prepared this morning; no dreaming and no nightmares. Throughout our whole time here, my mother and I had exchanged little words, most of them spoken on this occasion. We had established the direction we needed to go; west; thanks to my fathers knowledge of direction.
"Ceruahern, get the bags, its time to go."
"Yes, mother"
No conversation involved, only needed orders. This was what it was like in those wastelands, and I still stick to those rules today. No unnecessary talking.
"Done, mother"
"Get in your position, when the path is cleared, we will run"
Done. No more words exchanged between my mother and I, for the rest of her life.
Step after step, we ran and slid through those wastelands. My nimbleness and quickness, learned from my father, were the traits that made me survive. When we reached the tall, swaying grass, I was overjoyed. When I turned around to smile at my mother (first smile in 90 years) I saw her arm. Green skin around a large missing chunk of skin. Teeth were stuck in the skin, and her arm was spewing bright red blood. My head started to spin, my forehead grew to the size of a watermelon, and sweat poured down my sides. During the days with my father, I learned self defense and fighting, but did not go over one aspect of healing.
Believe me, I tried everything. I tried picking the teeth out of her arm, I tried burning the bite closed, I even tried sucking the infection out of her arm, but to no avail. The day after she was bitten, she dropped dead on the floor. I could of killed myself right then and there. And something, deep inside was bothering me. For a split second, the thought popped into my mind;
"She's food now, Ceruahern. Eat Her."
Modern Days:
The days passed by. Walking, staring down at the tall grass, trying to clear my mind of everything in my life, even the good things. I was becoming un aware of my surroundings, all I did was walk. There was nothing that could have saved me from those horrors, and nothing that could have made me happy. Even when I bumped into the cold metal gate, and read the sign; LEUMALIN; my eyes stared straight through the joy of arriving, and kept going back to that one phrase;
"She's food now, Ceruahern. Eat Her"
Ambitions for the Future: I wish to establish a home, until I can make a journey back to the forests my father ventured into, and hopefully make a home with him. I wish to gain back some of my morals lost in those wastelands, and I wish to eliminate the humans from the very ground.
Personality: I am sneaky, I always look for the bright side of bad situations, I have a very strong willpower, and I will do anything to save myself / make myself wealthy. I do not like talking, and hate conversations. I do not talk about death in any form, though I have no problem preforming death.
Skills: Skilled Swordsman, Nimble, Fast Runner, Very Quiet
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): I am a dark-skinned elf, with blue eyes. I have medium length black hair, and enjoy wearing gloves all the time. I wear no shirt, but ragged pants and small shoes.
The link to my skin: http://www.planetmin...rk-elf-2091885/
Any other details you wish to share about your character:
I regret asking for the pepper-apple, and I will hate myself forever for not saving my mom. I keep things to myself, and I do not let go of anything that hurts me.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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1. As you walk through the deep forests you hear the sound of whispering and snickering. Upon inspection you realize that a group of older elves are mocking a small elven child. How do you react?
Answer:
"These are elder's, Ceruahern, leave it be" I think to myself. The sorrow, the pain he must be going through. I had a horrible child hood; I don't want any other children having the same. Using my learned smarts, I dash up a tree with my survival skills, and yell
"I have three men with bows in these trees. Leave the child alone, or we will fire"
The elders instinctively react, and pull their bows also.
My mind works like a prey. I look for the solution, and quickly react. They will not shoot at me; if they kill me, they will be banished. I scan around the tree and find three medium sized ridged rocks. I pick up one rock, and yell one last warning;
"I will fire, let the boy leave, and all will be well."
Giving them no time to react, I fire the first rock at who looks like the ringleader, and It hits him square on the forehead. My long thin hand whips around with incredible speed and loads the second rock.
No need for another rock, the two other elves run for safety. What cowards, I was looking forward to shooting them both.
"Leave this scene now, boy" I shout, spit flying out of my mouth.
"Who are you?" the small elven child asks.
"None of your business, don't make me knock you out also"
He runs away, half crying from the last remark. I do what I need to do. No need for unnecessary conversation, and definitely no need for identification. I feel as if I should check the knocked out elf for coins, but then I remember his friends may be near.
I feel that familiar buzz when I do something right; It feels good. I don't know why, because there was nothing to gain from that encounter. I stroll away, onto the pathway with my head held high.
I am the better elf.
2. Whilst wandering through the Elven forests you come across a frail old man with a walking stick. He collapses in front of you, falling to the ground with a sharp thud. Out of his pocket falls a small pouch of gold coins, which hits the ground and splits open spreading coins across the pathway. The man lies there, defenseless - what do you do?
Answer:
As soon as the shiny gold splatters across the pathway, my greediness kicks in. I cannot reveal myself stealing; I must convince him I have good intentions, and then run away with the money. My morals and conscience starts to kick in;
"No, I have lived my life in poverty, I deserve these coins more than that man does. He is almost dead, isn't he?"
and
"Look at this poor soul. He is trying to live a life, just like myself. It is not his fault I was poor, and he needs the money to help himself live."
Discarding the good morals, I stroll over to the man and ask;
"Sir, do you need help getting up?"
"Oh yes please, boy, thank you for the help"
I softly pick him up and wrap his arm around my shoulder. I be as smooth as I can while placing him down in a sitting position along the large, dark tree.
"Here, let me pick up your coins also" I say with a nice tone, knowing my intentions.
"God praise you. You are a wonderful person"
One by one, the coins clink in the bag. That amazing sound of money on money; the sound I have learned to love. Almost as ear soothing as the sound of sword to sword.
My quick thinking skills kick in, right as the last coin clinks in the bag.
Running, step by step over to his cane.
Snapping the cane in two, and throwing it in the dense forest, while hearing the soft
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" of the old man.
Sprinting away, not with my head held high. My head is held low, and I have that stomach gurgling guiltiness flowing through my body. Some one will find him there. Do not worry, Ceruahern, this was to keep yourself alive. I need this money more than that man.
3. Whilst traversing the Elven Woodlands, you come across a small clearing in which a colored carriage sits. A trader stands outside of it and calls you over, telling you of his wares. He points out that his carriage sells just about everything, and that he's willing for you to haggle for a price. What does your character do? (Please include:- item, haggling for prices and the discussion involved).
Answer:
The trader ushers me over to his magnificent carriage. He must be a very successful trader, to afford this piece.
But I know i'm not spending a penny at this trader.
"C'mere, you defenseless boy! I have a bargain' for ya'! Im sellin' ma finest swords, for yer protection!
Right away, I notice his poor grammar. Be polite, Ceruahern.
"Hello, sir. How are you today?" I politely say.
"Errr... I'm myself doin' just fine... Now c'mere, lemme show ya' what I got!"
Ok, time to think up a plan. Shall I say "No thank you" and walk away, or get items for free.
I walk over to the carriage, and I see something that shines in my eye. Small cutlasses, my favorite type of sword, made by the great blacksmith Ehala Marluharern, a dark elf blacksmith in which every elven child admires.
These swords are mine.
"These here swords are werth 300 minas; but for ya', ill give em' for 100"
"What a deal, sir! That is a great price! If you could wait for just one second, i'll see what I have"
"Okee, be quick though"
I reach into my pocket, and out of luck, I decided to bring my dagger along. I pretend to foil around in my pocket for some money, and pretend to act sad. I have always been good at lying.
"I'm sorry, sir, but it seems like I do not have enough money" I say, with my sad-mask on.
"Alrighty, then, I gotta' run, hope to see ya' again"
His mighty carriage starts speeding up, and I hear the familiar whip sound on the horses. The rocks start flying out from under the wheels, and I begin to create a plan.
It only takes a couple of seconds for my working mind to make something up. I glance to my left, right, behind me. No one in sight. I begin sneaking behind the carriage, stepping in and out of the large road-holes gracefully. Closer and closer, the colorful carriage becomes, until I am right behind it. Trying to doge as many flying rocks as I can, I stab the back two tires deeply; I love that feeling of a piercing stab.
"Oye! What coulda' happened!" the trader yells, distraught.
Under the carriage, my slim body slips, and I get ready to attack. Blade out, forehead sweaty, hand shaking.
The trader bends over;
"O lordie, ma' carrIIIAAAA..............."
Silence is a virtue.
"These swords are my defense, I did the right thing" my head is telling me, as my body is churning with guilt.
Out-Of-Character Information Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name:[Elf]Anglecake
How old are you?:14
Time-Zone:eastern
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?:yes
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?:played alot of rpg servers and games
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?:just found it on the forums
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server:
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):
Have you read the Elven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?:yes
Definitions In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing:acting in a scripted form
Meta-gaming:used to define any strategy
Power-emoting:forcing the result of one's actions onto anothers.
In-Character Information: Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name:Kercelia Evar
Current Age:18
Sub-race (if any):woodelf
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):
My Mother and Father were killed in an orc raid,I was 12 when it happened.
My father was a farmer,a damn good one at that. Mother was a cook,she made the food for the village.
After they died,I had to survive on my own. I was the only servivor of the orc raid.
I met some people on my travels and made many friends. I grew up in the forest,the animals and me get along great.
I made weapons and tools for my survival. After my 18th birthday,I became a noble of the woodelf colany.
I traveled to Anthos and I begin my new journey here...
Ambitions for the Future:Become a great hunter of the forest and protect my Elf brothers.
Personality:Brave,Smart,Flirty,Friendly,Kind
Skills:Bow,Farming,Fishing,Mining
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):
Any other details you wish to share about your character:
Open-Response-Questions Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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1. As you walk through the deep forests you hear the sound of whispering and snickering. Upon inspection you realize that a group of older elves are mocking a small elven child. How do you react?
Answer:I defend the child and demand the elders say they're sorry.
2. Whilst wandering through the Elven forests you come across a frail old man with a walking stick. He collapses in front of you, falling to the ground with a sharp thud. Out of his pocket falls a small pouch of gold coins, which hits the ground and splits open spreading coins across the pathway. The man lies there, defenseless - what do you do?
Answer:Help the man to his feet and help him get his coins back.
3. Whilst traversing the Elven Woodlands, you come across a small clearing in which a colored carriage sits. A trader stands outside of it and calls you over, telling you of his wares. He points out that his carriage sells just about everything, and that he's willing for you to haggle for a price. What does your character do? (Please include:- item, haggling for prices and the discussion involved).
Answer:Tell the trader "I wish not to buy, I make my own tools and weapons. I'll be fine."
Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name: LITTLER287
How old are you?: 17
Time-Zone: EST GMT+10 Australia
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Certainly
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: WoW RP, Middle Earth MC Server, many smaller "RP" servers
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: Browsing servers on minecraftforums.net
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server:
http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/89797-littler287s-dwarf-application/
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? Did just then.
Have you read the Dwarven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?:
I have read the Dwarven Lore, and will try to make use of it in my biography
[b]Definitions[/b]
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing:
In my own words, Role-Playing is taking on a persona. Encompassing responsibilities, troubles, strengths and weaknesses of the character to partake within a community in a realistic manner.
Meta-gaming:
In my own words, Meta-Gaming is the use of outside information to benefit ones self inside the game, often at the displeasure of others. Example: A wild CREEPER appears, your character has no knowledge of these creatures, but you instantly switch to your smite sword for extra damage, without
Power-emoting:
In my own words, Power-Gaming is Role-Playing something that isn't able to be stopped or lack of Role-Play to achieve something. Example: *I pick pocket JIMMY without him knowing* *I swing my sword severing JIMMY's head*
[b]In-Character Information:[/b]
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Korgan Ironfist
Current Age: 23
Sub-race (if any): Mountain
Clan (if any): Presently clanless
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):[/b]=
Victims of countless Orcish raids by the War Uzg, my parents fought to make a better life for me by moving deeper into the mountains. My parents left their home on the outskirts of Kal'Azgoth. Heavily pregnant my mother went into labour, on the fourth night of their journey, and died bringing me into the world. Mad with grief, my father pushes on in hopes of reaching the mountain, but is short lived because our camp is raided by orcs. The orcs didn't notice me and so I was no more than a suckling babe, stranded on the road to the mountains. At this point I was found by a wandering caravan of humans.
They kindly took me in. Educated, clothed and fed me until I was 16. During my time with the caravan I grew fond of reading, crafting and archery. After leaving I headed to the city of Kal'Azgoth to find work.
Under many wonderful masters I discovered my talents of crafting and mining, but found it harder and harder to relate to other dwarves, after living 16 years with humans. Not knowing who I wanted to be, I set out wandering the realms. Searching for something, anything to lead myself in the direction I wanted to go.
I stayed out of trouble, but made as many friends as I could along the way, and today I find myself justing wanting a place to belong to.
Ambitions for the Future:
I want to increase my proficiency at mining and crafting, whilst learning as many new skills as I may. I would like nothing more than to find somewhere I can belong.
Personality:
A hearty dwarf Korgan is, always quick to laugh and quip, but struggles to feel at home, because he has never had one.
Strengths:
Proficient at archery, mining, reading and crafting.
Weaknesses:
Terrible at speaking, has a tendency to be mad for no reason and generally odd.
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):
Any other details you wish to share about your character:
Nope.
[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b]
Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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[b]1. Whilst mining deep in the undergrounds of Kalos you see a large deposit of diamond ore at the other side of the ravine you are on. There is a very thin rock bridge that looks precariously unstable, but it is the only way to access the deposit. What do you do?[/b]
Answer:
I look around, extremely excited and somewhat flustered at my own predicament. I am looking for anything, anything at all that might strengthen this bridge. I see wooden sticks... Do I want to stake my life on some wooden sticks...? I don't, I continue looking.
[b]2. You are sitting in the local tavern with a large pint of ale in your hand - sitting nearby you is a rather young dwarf whom is clearly going through a bad time. He is crying to himself, and clutching a small wooden hammer toy. In the other corner of the room two shady dwarves are sitting whispering to each other and pointing occasionally at the dwarf. They stand up, one with a small dagger in his hand and begin to approach the young dwarf. What do you do?[/b]
Answer:
This is awful. How might I help this poor fellow? Could I divert there attention through violence, long enough to allow him to run. Definately not, it's 2 against one and it is pretty cramped. If I could somehow divert there attention so that I might slip the poor dwarf a message... I wipe the ale from my mouth with the back of my sleeve and bellow, "Innkeeper, get these fine fellows a pint of ale" gesturing at the two dwarfs currently standing.
[b]3. Whilst wandering through the Dwarven Caverns you hear a voice call out to you; “Oi, ye’! C’mere n’ get ye’rself an ale!”. You spin on your heel and see a heavily bearded bar-owner looking at you - a huge grin on his face, and a mug of ale in his hand. How do you react?[/b]
Answer:
"There's nuthin' I'd rather do, but I have work ta' do. Can't be slacking now can we." I slowly depart from the Innkeepers company, continuing about my business.
Problems: I can't seem to post this application on the website forums, because when Itry I am unable to type the two security words, because they don't show up.
Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name:Redpen900
How old are you?:17
Time-Zone:Southern
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes I agree and I have read the rules.
What previous experience have you had in role play?:Yes plenty of times once on another server like this one and through some Chatzy harry potter role plays.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I saw a YouTube video on it and I thought it looked cool.
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: this one : http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/85578-redpen900s-application-human/ and this one: http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/83719-elf-redpen900s-application/
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):
Have you read the Elven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: Yes I will try my best.
[b]Definitions[/b]
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: Being someone your not a fictional character in a fictional world.
Meta-gaming: Making your character know something they are not supposed to know like when you see someone's nametag through a wall your not allowed to turn the corner and start hurting them when your in war.
Power-emoting: Forceful or powerful Role playing. Power-emoting is when you do an action like *Kills bob* before giving the other player a chance to react.
[b]In-Character Information:[/b]
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Kronus Calverius
Current Age:200
Sub-race (if any):
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long
):Kronus was born to two elves named Millisa and Fronar Calverius on an island in a lake in the realm of Anthos. Kronus was born with a small heart condition. Little did they know this would affect him later in life. After a couple of years Kronus was then taught how to a wield a sword. Kronus praticed for years to develope his skills. Then the family got robbed when Kronus was around 50 years old, thus making them move to an Elvish slum so they could find work. Then 10 years later when Kronus was 60 his father and mother could not support the family even with they're other child Somnius. So Kronus was sent off to the city of Laurelin to find work for his family.
After days of wandering the streets of the city cold and hungry Kronus sat on a bench infront of a blacksmith's forge. "What are you staring at boy?" said a man behind him. "I wasn't staring at anything sir." and for some reason the man smiled. "I like your attitude boy, would you care for a bit of supper at my house later tonight? You look very hungry." "Yes please." Kronus replied then the young elf followed him into the forge. That night Kronus ate a marvelous home cooked meal. "What's your name?" the man asked at the table after dinner. "I'm Kronus what's yours?" asked Kronus not knowing this would be the start of a long friendship between the human and the elf. "I am Allan but you can call me Al." Al said smiling. "Well I best be going now." Kronus said looking grimly. "Oh ok do your parents know your here?" Kronus looked at him the only reason he was here was because of his parents a surge of anger went through him his blue eyes looking up at him. "My parents are in another place I best be going to my allyway and sleep there." Kronus opened the door that lead out of the house then the Al (Who was a Human by the way.) stood up putting a hand on Kronus's shoulder and said "You can stay with us if you like I could get you a job at the forge aswell." Kronus looked at him with wide eyes and nodded slowly how could he ever repay Al for his generosity. The very next day Kronus started to work on small things like nails and horse shoes for local farmers and builders. 10 years later Kronus was at his full potential for smithing make axes, war hammers, swords and knifes. Kronus then later made enough profit to buy a small home near the smith so he could easily get to work in the morning. He then started to get offers from the elvish army to make more and more weapons. Kronus started to get overwhelmed and took a leave of absence for a while. Kronus traveled to The slum where his parents lived and there was no sign of them. Kronus soon found out that his family left to move to one of the higher elvish communities and left him behind.
Sad and angry Kronus traveled home to Laurelin and continued working for Al. Then 20 years passed and Al was growing old. Kronus saw that Al could hardly work the forge anymore and that it was killing him. Kronus tried to convince Al to stop working the forge. He didn't suceed until a year went by and Al died infront of the forge right before Kronus's eyes. Kronus was mad and confused why Al didn't heed is warning. Kronus then later at the age of 199 set off on an adventure to clear his mind of the rage and sadness he had inside him, hoping all his problems will be solved.
Ambitions for the Future: To solve his emotional problems and clear his mind of Rage.
Personality: Gets angry very easily. Kronus is very polite (As you can see when Al offered him to come over for dinner.) he usually keeps his anger inside and try's to never inflict it on people.
Skills: Swords, crafting, Archery
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): He has Blonde hair and blue eyes. He isn't very beefy but average muscle tone. Very beat up hands form working at the forge for a long period of time. Dear Lord of the craft staff the uploading thing says that "I do not have enough allotted disk space for attachments" SO therefore I cannot attach the in game skin screenshot I can give you the link though :http://www.minecraftskinspro.com/default.asp?action=readreviews&link=26788 It's a simple elf skin with normal square eyes and blonde hair wearing green clothes skin is pale.
Any other details you wish to share about your character: Sorry about the inconvenience i'll try not to have it happen again, please consider this and look at the link.
[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b]
Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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[b]1. As you walk through the deep forests you hear the sound of whispering and snickering. Upon inspection you realize that a group of older elves are mocking a small elven child. How do you react?[/b]
Answer: I walk through the forest minding my own business when I hear snickering and whispering. I peer over the bushes to see a small group of older elves mocking a small elf. I walk over to them "Now, now kids play nice." I say to them calmly all of the group members turn me and glare at me one of them says "And why should we?" the group start to look at me in anger. "What did this young one ever do to you it's not like he's a dreaded monster waiting to eat you." Some of the group members spit on the ground. "Yeah what if your a monster? Let's get him!" They run towards me I unsheathe my sword they quickly move back and glare at me angrily one last time and run away. "T-thank you.." The little elf says looking at me with wide eyes. "No problem now return home little one." I watch as the small elf returns to his mother and father waving at me as I walk down the road of the forest.
[b]2. Whilst wandering through the Elven forests you come across a frail old man with a walking stick. He collapses in front of you, falling to the ground with a sharp thud. Out of his pocket falls a small pouch of gold coins, which hits the ground and splits open spreading coins across the pathway. The man lies there, defenseless - what do you do?[/b]
Answer: After the Old man fell I offer him my hand to get him up. "Are you ok?" I ask he looks at me with a grateful smile "Yes I'm fine guess I'm not what I used to be." the man starts to pick up his coins I begin to help him and put them in a small leather bag and give it to the man. "Here is your money back." the man looks at me smiling, "Thank you, kind sir" he says as he walks away towards his home not very far from here. "No problem" I say and walk away looking back at the old man to make sure he does not fall again.
[b]3. Whilst traversing the Elven Woodlands, you come across a small clearing in which a colored carriage sits. A trader stands outside of it and calls you over, telling you of his wares. He points out that his carriage sells just about everything, and that he's willing for you to haggle for a price. What does your character do? (Please include:- item, haggling for prices and the discussion involved).[/b]
Answer: "Welcome, welcome to Bjorn's fine goods we sell everything that you could possibly need!" I walk over to the trade caravan. "Anything, do you sell food?" "Yes I do got carrots and apples bread and meat I even sell cake as a little treat!" I look at the food some of it looks rotten "How much for the apples?" I ask "I will go 20 Minas For 6 of them." I look at him this didn't seem like a fair deal. "How about 10 Minas for 6 of them?" I ask him starring him down "I'll go 5 for fifteen" He said "Five for twelve final offer." "Fine, fine you have yourself a deal." He hands me the apples and I pay the money. Then later that night I noticed they were rotting I run back to the trade caravan only to see it was gone.
sean_desed's [wood-elf] 5th LoTC Application
Minecraft Account Name: ravenbluff
How old are you?: 15
Time-Zone: CST Central Time
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: yes, I have understood and agree to the rules
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I have been playing Dungeons and Dragons for about five years
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: Youtube
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/89811-deniedravenwing-application/
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):
Have you read the Dwarven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: I have read it. I understand most of it, but it's a lot of lore to take in
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere:
Role-playing: using your imagination to control a character you or someone else creates
Meta-gaming: knowing something in real life about a topic your character would have no knowledge of
Power-emoting: your character doing something without giving the opposing character a chance to re-act. example: 'I take a loaf of bread from the stall, and the shopkeeper looses sight of me in the crowd. '
In-Character Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: ravenwing
Current Age: 315 (45 seasons)
Sub-race (if any): mountain dwarf<
Clan (if any): -
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):[/b
my father ulrak "gem eyes" is a great miner. He was the one who found the crown jewels for King Simmpa, the first dwarven king. ulrak is my single father. we lived very well, we were part of the upperclass until the wars with the orcs. During the wars our money was taken to fund the dwarven armies. My father and I were both recruited and placed into the dwarven militia incase of Kal'Urguan being attacked.
The training was long and hard, dwarven mead ran low during training and everyone got head over heels crazy for mead or ale. As gem cutters and miners my father and I had very little experience with combat. Little did I know that I was great with an Axe. I was top of my squad with the battle axe, one of the most deadly the general has ever seen. After the war with the orcs I decided to stay in the militia. My father retired and died at and age of 715 years. Honored with a mighty statue and buried with the crown jewels. I progressed through the ranks and became interested with explosives. I became a part of the blasting squad in the militia.
The chemicals in the TnT wowed me. I had to know more. Years of research led me to countless times of blowing up me shop, and countless barrels of ale destroyed. I drank when I tested so I really had not gotten far. The leader of the blasting squad had sent me away to a Halfling town called Dunwood. There i tested and drank. The halflings sure do know how to brew a great ale.
Ambitions for the Future: my ambitions is to create the ultimate explosive. one that would make the crater a size of an entire dwarven mine! and yet so accurate our beardlings could play near the blasting zones.
Personality; Rather curious. kind of snooty being an upper class dwarf to the son who founded the crown jewels.
Skills: blasting. axe combat. gem mining. fighting. defense.
Appearance must include an in game screenshot of your skin:
other details you wish to share about your character
Open-Response-Questions
Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
____
1. Whilst mining deep in the undergrounds of Kalos you see a large deposit of diamond ore at the other side of the ravine you are on. There is a very thin rock bridge that looks precariously unstable, but it is the only way to access the deposit. What do you do?
Answer: "ohhh shiny, what have we here?" "hmmmm" -strokes beard- "I can jump it!" using every bit of strength I have I got for the jump. Being very short and having not much running room I trip over the ledge and start to climb the rock face. after about 30 minutes I finally reach the top. I carefully pluck the gems from the rock and start to just stare in amazement at how they glow in such a dark place. I pull out my cutting tols and start to cut right there as if the world around me stopped. I pull out my ale and start to cut. Nothing mesmerizes this dwarf more than a nice pint of ale, freshly cut gems, and a nice round dwarven woman. After I finish my ale and cutting I put the tools away and drop the gems in a pouch I hang from my neck. I reach my mountain side flat and I place the gems in a chest, so full of riches it glows, as if its the ball of fire in the sky.
2. You are sitting in the local tavern with a large pint of ale in your hand - sitting nearby you is a rather young dwarf whom is clearly going through a bad time. He is crying to himself, and clutching a small wooden hammer toy. In the other corner of the room two shady dwarves are sitting whispering to each other and pointing occasionally at the dwarf. They stand up, one with a small dagger in his hand and begin to approach the young dwarf. What do you do?
Answer: "hey that poor lad looks fami'er, he nees a nice cold pint"! "bartender! how about a nice cold pint for this fine young lad?!" "ALSO! bring a nice lamb shank for the lad! hes a twig!" -pointing at the rather skinny dwarf boy- -the two dwarves walk up- "how about you two fine gentlemen find a seat." before a crush in your skulls and let the boy drink from them!" -intimidate successful- -the shady old dwarves walk off cursing swears in dwarven and elvish- "now young lad don't worry about those two. FOR TONIGHT YOU EAT HEARTY AND DRINK WELL! on me" -gives the boy a nice warm smile-
3. Whilst wandering through the Dwarven Caverns you hear a voice call out to you; “Oi, ye’! C’mere n’ get ye’rself an ale!”. You spin on your heel and see a heavily bearded bar-owner looking at you - a huge grin on his face, and a mug of ale in his hand. How do you react?
Answer: "HOW ABOUT I DO! Its been about 20minutes since my last ale, I need ano'er. BARTENDER! give me a pint of yer finest ale! and buy yerself one aswell! -the bartender and I share a cold pint and share stories of the mine. "wow raven it seems yer quite the miner, with all them stories ye got der." "seems like you've seen your fair share of bar fights as well with all them scars ye got!." "these? na. these scars were from the orc wars. They could only but scratch me!" "how about ano'er pint?" says raven. "ye got the coin I got the ale!" -warmly smiling-
- How old are you?:15
- Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Central/USA
- Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Quite.
- Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I'm a high-schooler who's starting up a YouTube channel with some of my friends. I love LoTR, Doctor Who, Sherlock, etc., and do quite a bit of video gaming. I also rock climb and code.
- How much time could you be on the server weekly?: Quite a bit.
- How long have you played minecraft?: A year or two.
- What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I've played ADnD since childhood, and as such have quite a bit of experience with it.
- What do you expect this server will be like?: Spectacular.
- What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: Mithrintia (haven't left it), my friend's (it went bad), survival games (too crowded), jail servers (people were too irritating).
- Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: Yes, yes, yes, and yes.
- Name the 4 races on this server: Humans, Dwarfs, Elves, and Orcs.
- How did you hear about us?: I was on the Photo Realism page and noticed a link to this.
- Did you vote?: Yep.
- What was your favourite Law?: No vandalism.
- What was your least favourite Law?: No swimming in armor.
- What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name?: Xarathorn
In-Character:
- Character Name: Xarathorn
- What is your Race?: Drow (dark elf)
- Lordofthecraft.net/forum, forum account: Xarathorn
- Biography: I was raised in isolation from my evil race, my parents being rare exceptions to the corruption that haunts the drow. They taught me a love for nature, a way to find the good in all creatures, all men. As such it was quite a shock when the orcish hordes stumbled upon our home. They murdured my parents without batting an eye, and burned their bodies along with my home. I only survived because I was off playing in the woods. I was only 40 years of age, and the memory haunts me to this day. After the death of my parents I wandered, unsure of how to continue with my life. I eventually stumbled upon Rivendell, where the elves took me in as one of their own.
THE STORY DON'T CONTAINS THINGS FROM LOTR
- Character Age: 143 (about 20ish in elf-years)
- Character Appearance: Dark skin, white hair, purple eyes. Wearing a grey shirt and pants.
- Character Personality: Outgoing yet rather dark and brooding at times. Occasionally liable to lash out.
- Your ambitions: To find the orcs responsible for my parents death and slay them.
- Can your character read or write?: But of course.
- Can your character mine?: If necessary.
- Are you a capable builder?: Indeed I am.
- Can you wield a sword?: If it comes to that.
- Enjoy Farming?: Not really, no.
- Does your character have any special skills?: Good with a bow and sword, athletic, capable climber.
- A screenshot of your skin: http://imgur.com/sdeV9FT (I made both the skin and the building I'm in front of.)
How old are you?: 15
Time-Zone: Mountain (Canadian West Coast)
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: None
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: Youtube
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server:
http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/89744-bbmmxx8s-wood-elf-submission/
http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/89865-bbmmxx8s-wood-elf-submission-2/
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): Yes
Have you read the Elven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: Yes
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!
Role-playing: Delving into the mind of a character that you create. Thinking and talking like the character taking their personalities into your own.
Meta-gaming: Making yourself think like your character. You have to think with the knowledge of your character and not go overboard with your own knowledge. They should know anything they haven't learned.
Power-emoting: An action where the other character cannot block of defend himself against it, it has already happened. This is usually portrayed in a "bad" situation such as a crime. Ex. *stabbing his sword straight into the mans skull*. There is already a sword in the mans skull in is situation leaving no room for a "block" or "defence".
In-Character Information
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Damian Milark
Current Age: 107
Sub-race (if any): Wood Elf
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):
Damian grew up on the outskirts of the elven nation Malinor. Damian had lost his father at a young age due to war so he and his mother -Melinda Milark- had an extremely close relationship. Damian didn't remember his father at all but he has one special feature passed down from his father, brown hair. Yet one day when Damian decided to venture into the woods alone without telling anyone where he had went something went wrong. After being gone for sever hours his mother started to become worried. She got many of the towns men to go and look for Damian but it was to no prevail. Unfortunately on that day a large army of Orcs were venturing by and took Damian captive. They brought him into a small prison in the middle of an isolated cluster of mountains.
For years upon years Damian sat cooped up in a small cell somewhere in a mountain range. He had lost track of time and everything seemed to be blurred together. There were many prisoners held captive there and none had manage to escape. Damian was weak. doing nothing for twelve years took the toll on him, Mentally and physically. Late one night a guard had fallen asleep just outside of Damian's cell, now was his chance. Carefully he picked the keys from the guards belt and free'd himself from his captivity. He headed for the nearby forest and descending the mountain that he was on. But after no time whatsoever Damian had collapsed because his tiny leg muscles could carry him no further.
After waking in the forest the next morning Damian knew he was lost. Not knowing north from south and east from west he was hopeless. He set up camp and stayed there for some time. He fashioned a bow from sticks on trees and strung together spiders webs to make the string. Damian had to master the arts of trapping and hunting because he was only there for himself. Daily he began to grow stonger and stronger. His muscles were coming back thus allowing him to go that extra step in staying alive. Daily activities were challenging. Gathering water, keeping a fire going, maintaining camp. As days turned into months and the months turned into years Damian kept growing stronger and stronger. He became a rogue of the woodlands. Killing prey from up top the trees, moving so stealthily no animals would know he was near until he was inches behind.
After keeping this lifestyle up for almost two decades enough was enough. Being alone was driving him mad. He was going to find civilization or die trying. After stocking up on food for a couple of days, he slowly made his was away from the home he had lived at for a large portion of his life. Days upon days of steady moving drove his body in excruciating pain yet he kept going. On a misty fall morning Damian could finally see something man made in the distance. A slight hint of light gleaming in the trees. After hurrying onwards lights became more and more distinct and there he was. Standing in front of a magnificent gate he was finally home. "The nation of Malinor." The sign above the gate read.
Ambitions for the Future: Damian hopes to be an adventurer. He wants to see the world and all the glory that it was to offer. After touring the world possibly become a hunting teacher. He could teach the arts of sneaking up on prey or always being one step ahead of the prey.
Personality: He is an outgoing person that likes to defend himself. He is stubborn with his decision making and doesn't take foolishness easy thus always thinking his was is the right way. Damian is also self-determined he, would of stood no chance living in complete isolation for such a long period of time if he wouldn't have kept himself going. Although being cautious in his decision making Damian gets easily flustered with himself, thus sometimes making the wrong choices where he knew better. Damian cares deeply for others no matter what the magnitude or size of the issue is he is always there to help. He also enjoys social interactions, after being alone for so long he finds striking up a conversation number one priority.
Skills: Expert hunter and trapper. Can sneak up on prey without any signs of detection. Good with a bow yet lacks in many close combat areas. He can be completely self reliant yet still works well with groups.
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): Please look at previous 2 posts linked above. For some reason I cannot add a picture now.
Any other details you wish to share about your character: He has very rare brown hair passed down from his father. He is 5' 9" and is a stocky build, he also has blue eyes.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
1. As you walk through the deep forests you hear the sound of whispering and snickering. Upon inspection you realize that a group of older elves are mocking a small elven child. How do you react?
Answer:
Damian - "Hey! What are you doing?" I scream as I rush over for assistance.
Elf 1 - "We were just... Uh... Playing!"
Damian - "No I heard you taunting him!" I say with a stern voice.
Elf 2 - "I swear sir... We were just playing." The elf said peering down at his feet.
Damian - "For sure... Why don't you stop lying and confess your mistakes." I say as i take the smaller elf under my arm, he was still very young and was trembling alongside me. As being much older than the group of elves they seem intimidated by me.
Damian - "What say you! All three of you! Give me your names now!" I say sternly with a half yelling voice.
Elves - "Mayu, Baji, Creo." They all mumble.
I slowly turn around and hurry away from the group of mischief makers. I than ask the small elf where his home is and he points to a small home nearby. After escorting him to the safety of his home I head to find a person of authority. After searching for a while I finally stumble across the Queen. I bring the issue up to her and tell her the names of the three elves, she than thanked me and I head on my way.
2. Whilst wandering through the Elven forests you come across a frail old man with a walking stick. He collapses in front of you, falling to the ground with a sharp thud. Out of his pocket falls a small pouch of gold coins, which hits the ground and splits open spreading coins across the pathway. The man lies there, defenseless - what do you do?
Answer:
Damian - "Sir... sir are you ok..." I say eagerly as I run towards his fallen body.
Man - *Grunts*
Damian - "Im going to help you sir, give me one moment."
I stand up and look around for an appropriate sided prance for a walking stick, after seeing a suitable one i hurry over to that tree and break the branch off and hurry back over to the man.
Damian - "I'm going to help you up not sir, is that ok?"
Man - "Yes please do so..." He said we a very weak voice.
I than lifted the man up and hand him the branch that I previously cut from the tree. He leans heavily on the stick and than proceeds to stand on his own.
Man - "Thank you for all of the help, I will proceed on my way now."
Damian - "No you are forgetting your money!"
I than bend down to pick it up refusing to let him help me. After picking up every piece i place the bag back into his hand.
Damian - I must escort you to safety sir... I do not feel comfortable with you venturing alone.
Man - "If you wish my dear elf, if you wish..."
I than escort him into the nearest town and rent him a couple nights at the local inn. He is grateful for my services and offers me money in return for my services. I politely decline and soon proceed on my way down the path.
3. Whilst traversing the Elven Woodlands, you come across a small clearing in which a colored carriage sits. A trader stands outside of it and calls you over, telling you of his wares. He points out that his carriage sells just about everything, and that he's willing for you to haggle for a price. What does your character do? (Please include:- item, haggling for prices and the discussion involved).
Answer:
Shopkeeper - "Good day to you sir."
Damian - " Lovely day isn't it?" "So what have you got for sale my friend?"
Shopkeeper - "Any sort of arms you can imagine, I presume you like bows my dear elf."
Damian - "I already have a bow... But there is something you can help me with. I have heard rumours of a sort of powerful enchantment you can forge into weapons. Would you have such a thing?"
The shopkeeper quickly hurries back into his carriage not saying anything and frantically starts opening boxes and chests. Soon afterwards he pulls out a stack of old dusty books from a someone rotten box in a back corner.
Shopkeeper - "Would you look at that!"
He proceeds to blow off the dust of each of the covers.
Shopkeeper "So, this one says protection... *mumbles* Feather falling *mumbles* aqua infinity *mumbles* Oh there it is! Power is the one you're looking for? Correct?
Damian - "Oh yes it is, I have been looking for it forever!"
Shopkeeper - "well in that case i believe 500 minas would be a fair price." He says with a smug grin on his face.
Damian - "I was thinking more around 150 minas, it was in a extremely old box you pulled it out of and you would have never found them if not for me."
Shopkeeper - " how about this, we meet somewhere in the middle. Lets say around 325 minas."
Damian - "I'm sorry thats a little too steep."
Damian slowly turns around and starts to walk away muttering have a nice day but the shopkeeper soon chases after him and hurries him back to the carriage.
Shopkeeper - "150 minas it is!"
After exchanging the mystical book for the coins Damian and the shopkeeper exchange regards and both head on their separate ways both looking happier than ever.
Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name: Y0kin
How old are you?: 17
Time-Zone: Eastern Standard Time
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I like to play on a lot of role-playing Minecraft servers.
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: I was looking at the Better Player Models mod and it had a link to this server's website.
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: http://www.lordofthe...9702-elf-y0kin/ http://www.lordofthe...in/#entry790850
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): Yes
Have you read the Elven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: I will try like I did in my previous ones which also got denied...
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: When more than one person pretends to play as their character that they have created whilst interacting with each other.
Meta-gaming: Using things that your character doesn't know about but you do whilst role-playing.
Ex. Knowing that what someone's name is before their character tells you.
Power-emoting: Expressing emotions or physical actions that do not allow anyone else to do anything because what you had just said disables them to stop you.
Ex. James: "James stabs Harry in the back killing him instantly!"
In-Character Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Dínendal Séregon
Current Age: 227
Sub-race (if any): Wood Elf
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):
When Dínendal Séregon was a child he had a family of a mother, a brother,
and a sister. His father had passed away from disease nearly two whole
years ago and Dínendal had gotten over it far in the past around a year
ago. His brother's name was Círdan, his sister's was Merenwen, his
mother's was Galadriël, and his father's was Elladan. He hated to stay
in one place and always loved to explore the outside wilderness, it gave
him a sense of adventure and improved his ability to use his
surroundings to his advantage. If he had a choice he would rather not
have to hunt but if he needed to he would hunt for chickens and cows, he
would prefer to hunt for cows because they provided leather and meat
which was better than pig because he could use the leather for armor or
quivers. He liked to hunt chickens as well because they provided
feathers as well as chicken which didn't fuel his hunger as much as the
beef from the cow would. He lived in Leumalin, the capital of Malinor in
Anthos where he loved to explore the lands.
The Elves had tried
educating him and the others about Ancient Elven but he never really
paid attention because he would always look out into the forests and
wait for exploration. His mother had already become infertile and was
lucky to do so as not that many elves reach middle age, she was 564.
Dínendal himself at the time was 132 and he with his siblings were all
about an average of 15 years apart with Dínendal being the middle child
and his brother the oldest. On a simple day out on one of his explorations
Dínendal was thinking about why there had to be so much war and violence
in the world and why it could not just be all peaceful, he decided that one
day he would accomplish this. One day Dínendal and his brother were out
hunting and came across a horde of zombies and skeletons, they tried
to run away but Círdan fell behind and his right leg and arm were badly
injured by the horde. Círdan was not able to hunt and more importantly
walk ever again because his foot was nearly torn off by the horde of the
creatures. Dínendal vowed that he would complete his brother's dream of
becoming one of the greatest Elven leaders to ever exist. He knew that
this would help him also accomplish his dream of bringing peace in to the
world.
Ambitions for the Future: Complete his brother's dream of becoming one of the greatest Elven leaders to exist and bring peace to the world.
Personality: Serious, Quick-Witted, Simple.
Skills: Good with a bow, fast, sneaky.
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): http://imgur.com/pHjZKzC
Any other details you wish to share about your character: 6'4'' tall, Blue eyes, yellow-brownish hair, tan skin.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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1. As you walk through the deep forests you hear the sound of whispering and snickering. Upon inspection you realize that a group of older elves are mocking a small elven child. How do you react?
Answer: On a crisp frozen day with leaves strewn across the forest floor, Dínendal was going on one of his explorations when he found a child's doll on the ground. "Hello?" he yelled out, hoping to get an answer as to who's doll this might be, "Is anyone out there?" he proceeded to call. He searched behind and on the tops of the trees just to see if he could find the child to who this might belong. On the top of a sixth tree he was climbing he thought he heard someone talking and then snickering, "Hello?" he called "Did someone lose a doll?". The snickering and talking stopped as soon as he yelled, he then proceeded to walk in the direction in which he heard the talking. He came into a large circular clearing covered in flowers where he saw a group of 3 older Elves, sitting on a large stone in the middle of the clearing, staring and snickering at a younger Elf. He started to walk toward the middle with the Elves starting to notice him there, "Excuse me, I am sorry to interrupt but, is this your doll?" he said looking at the Elven child, "Um... Yes..." She said quietly. The Elf in front of the two other Elves looking to be the leader grabbed the doll out of Dínendal's hands, "What's this stupid thing?" He said. "As I said, it is her doll.". The older Elf on the left then grabbed it out of the leader's hands, "What do you think you're doing Fëanor?!" The leader Elf said, "I dunno..." Fëanor responded in a loud and silly voice. "Well anyway.." Dínendal said whilst grabbing the doll from the Elf's hands and giving it to the little girl, "Why don't we just give the doll back to the little girl here and send her on her way?", "Ok.. fine.." the leader said, "Ok let's go little girl." said Dínendal as he and the girl started to walk away. "Hold on there!" the leader said, "I didn't say you could go.." he grabbed Dínendal and shoves him face first towards the ground leaving a large gash on his forehead almost knocking him out cold. "We'll see you again.." said the final older Elf, older and stronger than the rest, as they walked away while Dínendal passes out.
2. Whilst wandering through the Elven forests you come across a frail old man with a walking stick. He collapses in front of you, falling to the ground with a sharp thud. Out of his pocket falls a small pouch of gold coins, which hits the ground and splits open spreading coins across the pathway. The man lies there, defenseless - what do you do?
Answer: Dínendal wakes up where he was knocked out earlier by the older Elves, it is turning night, he thinks to himself, "I should head home.. it is getting very late.". He puts his hand up to his forehead and draws blood, he feels dizzy, "I need to get this bandaged.." he thinks. He sees a man with a walking stick walking through the woods, "Maybe he has bandages.." he thinks again, as the man with the walking stick falls down. He walks towards the man, as running would just make him fall over like the old man, and helps him up. "Are you okay?" Dínendal asks the man, "Yes, I am fine... I am just a little to old for walks now I suppose.." he sounds weak, "Let's sit on this log." Dínendal says pointing at the log. The old man notices the gash on Dínendal's forehead, "Are you alright?" the old man asks, "I think I'm going need to get this bandaged.." Dínendal says, pointing at his forehead. "Do you need help picking up your coins?" Dínendal asks, "Well that would be nice but I do not need help." the old man says. The old man proceeds to pick up the coins with Dínendal coming to help, "I have some bandages in my bag here." says the old man, pointing at the bag he left on the log. "Could you give me some of your bandages?" Dínendal asks, "Why would I mention my bandages if I wasn't going to give you any?" the old man asks, he chuckles, "Well that makes enough sense to me, thank you." Dínendal says, "Thank you." the old man says. "Bye." they both say to each other as they walk their separate ways.
3. Whilst traversing the Elven Woodlands, you come across a small clearing in which a colored carriage sits. A trader stands outside of it and calls you over, telling you of his wares. He points out that his carriage sells just about everything, and that he's willing for you to haggle for a price. What does your character do? (Please include:- item, haggling for prices and the discussion involved).
Answer: The next day, Dínendal returned to the clearing in the woods because it was different than the usual things he found in the wilderness. When he returned he found what looked to be a trader with a colored carriage calling him, "Hey, you there! Come here boy!". Dínendal walked towards the trader asking, "You need something?", "Yes! I sell just about anything in my carriage here, choose what you like and we can haggle for the price!" responded the trader. Dínendal looked through the carriage for a while before coming to the conclusion that he would like the compass the trader was selling. "I think I shall purchase the compass here. How much for it?" Dínendal asked, "500 coins!" responded the trader "Can I take it for half the price?" asked Dínendal, "Why not 400?" asked the trader. "250 is all I have." responded Dínendal, "How about 250 and something to trade?" asked the trader, "Sure, 250 and.. my... shovel?" asked Dínendal, "What kind?" asked the trader, "Iron." responded Dínendal, "Deal!" said the trader. Dínendal took the compass, giving the shovel and the coins to the trader continuing on his way through the forest.
Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name: CisoSecond
How old are you?: 15
Time-Zone: PST/PDT
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes.
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I play Dungeons and Dragons in real life along with playing on various roleplaying servers in the past (Crafthammer and Hollowworld).
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: From some of my friends.
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: I have made a previous application but I am unable to find it.
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): Yes I have.
Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: Yes I have and will.
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: To take the mindset and role of a predetermined character to create a self-made story with in a world.
Meta-gaming: To know information and utilize it though your character does not know said information.
Power-emoting: To act out an emote without giving your opponent or ally a chance to react to said action.
In-Character Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Talia Fireheart
Current Age: 24
Sub-race (if any): Northerner
Past /History(include childhood, major-events, etc.2+ paragraphs long):
Talia Fireheart was never like other girls her age. She never fit in with the rest of her friends and when she tried to join the boys, was shunned and made fun of. Exasperated, and wanting nothing more then to show that she could fight, work and do all that which the the boys were set upon, she trained and worked hard. Alone in the forest day in and day out, doing various self-assigned tasks. Making weapons (although she never took a liking to anything from sword to mace, preferring muscle strength and large gauntlets.) to building houses to punching trees, these became more and more regular, till it became as an obsession. Striving to become a warrior, she took few breaks and little rest.
The village became worried, thinking her ill or possessed by some devilish spirit, they tried to calm her, to talk her out of her foolish delusion. Talia, a rebellious young woman, fought back against their worries, claiming herself a warrior and not foolish in the least. When the village would not back down, she exiled herself and left for the road. She sent herself on an endless journey, both to prove to herself and the world that she was indeed the warrior she claimed herself to be.
Ambitionsfor the Future:[/b] To prove that she can kick ass and take names.
Personality:[/b] Cocky, Out-Going, Proud
Skills:[/b] Building, Brawling
Appearance(this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):[/b] Fiery red hair drapes down her back, moving softly with each punch of her powerful fist. Her hands are calloused and rough from years of self-induced hard-labour. Sporting green eyes on a soft face, her looks give her an innocent look, until you her off.
Any other details you wish to share about your character:[/b]
[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b]
[i]Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the eventin full.Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.[/i]
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[b]1.Whilstin the mighty human capital you notice a dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he is clearly up to no good.There are guards within shouting distance - what do you do?[/b]
Answer: Talia wanders up to the man, aware that he may be up to no good. Deciding to take matters into her own hands, she grabs the man and turns him around holding a gauntlet-covered fist near the mans face. "What are you planning to do in that castle!?" She screams at him. "Do not hurt me! Please, I beg of you! I am simply a messenger!" The man answers in a panic. The guards, seeing the commotion, rush over to aid the man. "Citizen! What is the meaning of this? This man is but a messenger!" Realizing her tomfoolery and her lack of thinking, Talia curses and storms off, ignoring the guards calls.
[b]2.Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a large clearing,in which sits a small cobbled cottage.Outside it stands an unstable old man armed with a small iron blade,surrounded by two heavily armed bandits - they appear to be threatening him.You are armed with leather armour and an iron longsword, how do you react?[/b]
Answer: Talia, cursing the loss of her gauntlets but also her "golden heart", charges at one of the bandits, screaming at him to back off. Swinging her sword clumsily in a wide arc, it is easily blocked by the bandits, who disarms her and knocks her down. "Oh, so you want to in on this too?" says the bandits with a sinister look in his eyes. Talia picks herself up off the ground and with a roar, punches the bandit in the face, knocking him to the ground, albeit temporarily. The other bandit grabs her from behind, limiting her movement and allowing the previously prone bandit to stand up and pull a dagger out of his belt. "This is what happens to people that mess with us" he hissed. Talia spits in the bandits face, before a quick but painful death from a stab in the heart.
[b]3.You are standing within the mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful stall.You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has no set prices.He is willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices.What do you do?(Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that happens).[/b]
Answer: Browsing the wares, Talia finds a large mug among them that she takes a liking to. "I want that mug there." She says as she points to it. "I'll give you five Minas for it." The man sucks in a breath and proclaims "I'm sorry ma'am, I cannot sell you that mug for that little. Perhaps 15 Mina?" Talia, a little ticked off, responds "8 Mina." The man, still not quite ready to part with the Mug for so low, says "12 Mina and it's yours." Talia finally puts her hand down hard, letting her gauntlets click against the chain they are hanging from. "10 then, and that's my final offer." The man hurriedly hands her the mug in exchange for 10 Mina, although long after Talia left and he had calmed down, he finds only 8 more coins in his pocket.
Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name:Redpen900
How old are you?:17
Time-Zone:Southern
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes I agree and I have read the rules.
What previous experience have you had in role play?:Yes plenty of times once on another server like this one and through some Chatzy harry potter role plays.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I saw a YouTube video on it and I thought it looked cool.
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: this one : http://www.lordofthe...lication-human/ and this one: http://www.lordofthe...0s-application/ and also:http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/89946-redpen900s-application-elf/
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):
Have you read the Elven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: Yes I will try my best.
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: Being someone your not a fictional character in a fictional world.
Meta-gaming: Making your character know something they are not supposed to know like when you see someone's nametag through a wall your not allowed to turn the corner and start hurting them when your in war.
Power-emoting: Forceful or powerful Role playing. Power-emoting is when you do an action like *Kills bob* before giving the other player a chance to react.
In-Character Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Kronus Calverius
Current Age:200
Sub-race (if any):
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long
):Kronus was born to two elves named Millisa and Fronar Calverius on an island in a lake near the city of Leumalin in the realm of Anthos. Kronus was born with a small heart condition. Little did they know this would affect him later in life. After a couple of years Kronus was then taught how to a wield a sword. Very determined Kronus praticed for years to develope his skills. A year later the family got robbed when Kronus was around 50 years old, thus making them move to an Elvish slum so they could find work. Kronus remembers all the different creatures and things he saw on the way to the slums, this made Kronus become very observant. Then 10 years later when Kronus was 60 his father and mother could not support the family even with they're other child Somnius (Somnius was Kronus's older brother who he did not get to see much due to work.) . So Kronus was sent off to the city of Leumalin to find work for his family.
After days of wandering the streets of the city cold, hungry and sad Kronus sat on a bench infront of a blacksmith's forge. "What are you staring at boy?" said a man behind him. "I wasn't staring at anything sir." and for some reason the man smiled. "I like your attitude boy, would you care for a bit of supper at my house later tonight? You look very hungry." "Yes please." Kronus replied then the young elf followed him into the forge. That night Kronus ate a marvelous home cooked meal. "What's your name?" the man asked at the table after dinner. "I'm Kronus what's yours?" asked Kronus not knowing this would be the start of a long friendship between the human and the elf. "I am Allan but you can call me Al." Al said smiling. "Well I best be going now." Kronus said looking grimly. "Oh ok do your parents know your here?" Kronus looked at him the only reason he was here was because of his parents a surge of anger went through him his blue eyes looking up at him. "My parents are in another place I best be going to my allyway and sleep there." Kronus opened the door that lead out of the house then the Al (Who was a Human by the way.) stood up putting a hand on Kronus's shoulder and said "You can stay with us if you like I could get you a job at the forge aswell." Kronus looked at him with wide eyes and nodded slowly how could he ever repay Al for his generosity. The very next day Kronus started to work on small things like nails and horse shoes for local farmers and builders. 10 years later Kronus was at his full potential for smithing make axes, war hammers, swords and knifes. Kronus then later made enough profit to buy a small home near the smith so he could easily get to work in the morning. He then started to get offers from the elvish army to make more and more weapons. Kronus started to get overwhelmed and took a leave of absence for a while. Kronus traveled to The slum where his parents lived and there was no sign of them. Kronus soon found out that his family left to move to one of the higher elvish communities and left him behind, this made Kronus sad and confused.
Sad and angry Kronus traveled home to Laurelin and continued working for Al. Then 20 years passed and Al was growing old. Kronus saw that Al could hardly work the forge anymore and that it was killing him. Kronus tried to convince Al to stop working the forge. He didn't suceed until a year went by and Al died infront of the forge right before Kronus's eyes. Kronus was mad and confused why Al didn't heed is warning. Kronus then later at the age of 199 set off on an adventure to clear his mind of the rage and sadness he had inside him, hoping all his problems will be solved.
Ambitions for the Future: To solve his emotional problems and clear his mind of Rage.
Personality: Gets angry very easily. Kronus is very polite (As you can see when Al offered him to come over for dinner.) he usually keeps his anger inside and try's to never inflict it on people.
Skills: Swords, crafting, Archery
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): He has Blonde hair and blue eyes. He isn't very beefy but average muscle tone. Very beat up hands form working at the forge for a long period of time. Dear Lord of the craft staff the uploading thing says that "I do not have enough allotted disk space for attachments" SO therefore I cannot attach the in game skin screenshot I can give you the link though :http://www.minecraft...iews&link=26788 It's a simple elf skin with normal square eyes and blonde hair wearing green clothes skin is pale.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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1. As you walk through the deep forests you hear the sound of whispering and snickering. Upon inspection you realize that a group of older elves are mocking a small elven child. How do you react?
Answer: I walk through the forest minding my own business when I hear snickering and whispering. I peer over the bushes to see a small group of older elves mocking a small elf. I walk over to them "Now, now kids play nice." I say to them calmly all of the group members turn me and glare at me one of them says "And why should we?" the group start to look at me in anger. "What did this young one ever do to you it's not like he's a dreaded monster waiting to eat you." Some of the group members spit on the ground. "Yeah what if your a monster? Let's get him!" They run towards me I unsheathe my sword they quickly move back and glare at me angrily one last time and run away. "T-thank you.." The little elf says looking at me with wide eyes. "No problem now return home little one." I watch as the small elf returns to his mother and father waving at me as I walk down the road of the forest.
2. Whilst wandering through the Elven forests you come across a frail old man with a walking stick. He collapses in front of you, falling to the ground with a sharp thud. Out of his pocket falls a small pouch of gold coins, which hits the ground and splits open spreading coins across the pathway. The man lies there, defenseless - what do you do?
Answer: After the Old man fell I offer him my hand to get him up. "Are you ok?" I ask he looks at me with a grateful smile "Yes I'm fine guess I'm not what I used to be." the man starts to pick up his coins I begin to help him and put them in a small leather bag and give it to the man. "Here is your money back." the man looks at me smiling, "Thank you, kind sir" he says as he walks away towards his home not very far from here. "No problem" I say and walk away looking back at the old man to make sure he does not fall again.
3. Whilst traversing the Elven Woodlands, you come across a small clearing in which a colored carriage sits. A trader stands outside of it and calls you over, telling you of his wares. He points out that his carriage sells just about everything, and that he's willing for you to haggle for a price. What does your character do? (Please include:- item, haggling for prices and the discussion involved).
Answer: "Welcome, welcome to Bjorn's fine goods we sell everything that you could possibly need!" I walk over to the trade caravan. "Anything, do you sell food?" "Yes I do got carrots and apples bread and meat I even sell cake as a little treat!" I look at the food some of it looks rotten "How much for the apples?" I ask "I will go 20 Minas For 6 of them." I look at him this didn't seem like a fair deal. "How about 10 Minas for 6 of them?" I ask him starring him down "I'll go 5 for fifteen" He said "Five for twelve final offer." "Fine, fine you have yourself a deal." He hands me the apples and I pay the money. Then later that night I noticed they were rotting I run back to the trade caravan only to see it was gone. I searched through the whole area only to find nothing but a few scraps. Mad I walk along the path slicing the apples one by one.
How old are you?: 17
Time-Zone: (UTC-05:00) Eastern Time (US & Canada)
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: Different servers: Castem, The Chronicles of Haeriven, The Battle of Eldaran
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: From a friend
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: None
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):
Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: Yes
[b]Definitions[/b]
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: Role-playing is when you play as your persona and try to live life in the specific era as the people would.
Meta-gaming: Meta-gaming is when you use information that is out of character and using it in character or being able to hear through floors or hear things coming from next door even though the they are whispering or the walls/floor prevents sound from escaping.
Power-emoting: Power-emoting or power-gaming is when you overpower someone and yet your character isn't supposed to be strong, for example, a northerner who is muscular is defeated by a Half-ling in a fight.
[b]In-Character Information:[/b]
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Valrek Nightshroud
Current Age: 20
Sub-race (if any): Northerner
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):
Valrek is the son of a family of farmers in the village of Ager which lies outside of Abresi. When he was four he assisted his father, along with his two older brothers in field work, mostly planting seeds after the harvest and plowing of the farm land. After a couple of years of helping his family with any task he could, he ended up receiving a slingshot that he cherished and frolicked around his house and sometimes wandered out past his family’s farmland to pelt local birds or trees with tiny rocks or pebbles that he finds on the ground. In the same exact year of which he is seven, he was also given the task to help water and plow the fields at an early age; his parents wanted him to stop being foolish and become mature and serious about trying to survive and also to contribute to the field work due to the growing age of the father.
Around the age of fourteen the eldest brother was married to the daughter of a traveling merchant and was swept away from the family, leaving Valrek, the second oldest brother, their father and mother. After a couple months of the wedding though, the second oldest brother ran away from home with a girl he loved and they never returned home; the father, angry and saddened, along with the tearful mother began to work Valrek to the bones, to fill in the gap that his brothers left. A year after that mess, Valrek was given a gift from his uncle, the same person who gave him the slingshot; which was a bow and a few arrows. On days that were cool and the sun wasn’t beating down on them as heavily, he worked as hard as he could to finish his task and after that he quickly took his bow and arrows and began to practice shooting a tree that grew nearby.
After a few more years of doing his daily routine of working hard and training, he began to grow rather muscular due to the fact that he had to wield a scythe to reap the crops and had to plow the land along with his father but then everything went downhill from there. A week or so later, his father fell ill to a strange illness that the local apothecary attempted to cure. The illness died down but was never actually cured and so the father had occasions of nearly coughing his lungs out and other occasions of seeming rather fine. But it was around the age of eighteen in which the illness struck again. This time though, the father was not the only victim, his mother soon fell ill to the disease as well and this time it was stronger and so the apothecary’s medicine did not affect them at all. Of course they still suffered and continued to live but each day, Valrek was gradually falling to pieces while tending to the farm by himself and continuing to practice, along with cooking or preparing food for his parents. Then after a dreadful week of watching his parents suffer, the next day he woke and noticed that both his parents died, whether in their sleep or due to the illness he did not know but he made sure they had a proper burial which apparently none of his brothers attended. Then after a year of farming and cooking for himself but no longer practicing, he became twenty and decided that he didn’t want the life of a farmer; therefore he then sold the land and house to the lord of Ager and wandered off into the wilderness and headed to the nearest place with a forest. From what he heard from merchants and other villagers; there is a forest near a town called Gemglade and so he packs whatever he could carry which was his clothes, some rations and the bow and arrows.
Ambitions for the Future:[/b] To live a fruitful life, become successful in a business and have a family.
Personality:[/b] Bold. There are moments where he is quiet and whenever in the presence of nobles or women he is formal.
Skills:[/b] Marksmanship, Tracking, Athletic, Survivalist
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):[/b]
Any other details you wish to share about your character:[/b] He likes to climb trees at night and lay on watch the night stars. He also likes to avoid conflict so that he can continue to achieve his goal.
[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b]
Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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[b]1. Whilst in the mighty human capital you notice a dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he is clearly up to no good. There are guards within shouting distance - what do you do?[/b]
Answer: He slowly follows the dark clothed figure from a distance but then realizes that he has a bow and arrow. Without alerting the figure he pulls out his bow and notches an arrow and fires it close to the Guards. Close enough to alert them but not hurt any of them. He knows that this would be a gamble because the guards could end up killing him instead of the figure but he continues. As the arrow hits the floor near the guard and ricocheting off the stone pavement, landing near a pile of barrels, the guards instantly jump and turn out. Valrek then puts a finger to his lips and then points at the dark figure who is still stealthily maneuvering his way towards the Emperor’s palace but horribly. The guards are instantly running at him but heeding Valrek’s advice earlier, they remain quiet. Valrek then wanders over to the barrels and picks up his arrow and observes from a distance. The dark figured seemed to notice something rather odd due to the fact that the guards’ armor are making a lot of noise and the moment he turns around it was already too late. The guards capture the figure and were about to, both at the same time with the dark clothed figure, thank Valrek but he was nowhere to be seen because he slipped into a crowd to return to his business of trading fur pelts.
[b]2. Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a large clearing, in which sits a small cobbled cottage. Outside it stands an unstable old man armed with a small iron blade, surrounded by two heavily armed bandits - they appear to be threatening him. You are armed with leather armour and an iron longsword, how do you react?[/b]
Answer: Equipped with leather armor and an iron longsword, he curses under his breath as he wished he brought his bow and arrows. Thankfully though the leather armor isn’t as heavy and it doesn’t make much noise so he begins to run around the vegetation of the forest and begin shouting random things such as like insults directed to almost no one. Although his attempt to distract them worked out very well, then the old man decides to take the opportunity and tell them that the forest is inhabited by ghosts but of course the bandits do not believe him and return to threatening him, backing him against the wall of his cottage. Valrek instantly stops his distraction attempt and he walks out into the clearing with his sword drawn. He nods at the old man once he has gotten close enough to lunge at one of them and then the old man alerts them to Valrek’s presence. The bandits turn around somewhat surprised and with their backs turned against the old man, he stabs one of them in any of the vital, visible openings in his armor. The second bandit turns around and prepares to strike the old man when until Valrek shouts and charges, aiming his sword at his face. When the bandit turns his head to the side a bit the sword grazes past his cheek leaving a small cut and instantly realizing his mistake, Valrek backs off into a defensive stance and says “Come at me you mongrel. Fight someone who isn’t at a disadvantage due to age! Or did your mother teach you to be a coward!” The bandit became angry and let the old man go which was a mistake because the old man did the same thing he did to the first bandit he killed, which was stabbing the vital opening in the armor which was the back of the neck. Later, Valrek helps the old man clear the bodies by disposing them somewhere else and after that he wishes the old man good luck and walks off back into the vegetation of the forest.
[b]3. You are standing within the mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful stall. You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has no set prices. He is willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices. What do you do? (Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that happens).[/b]
Answer: Valrek becomes rather interesting with the man’s stall and how he does business; he checks his pouch and notices that he only has thirty minas and so he asks the man if he has arrows. The man laughs out loud and says, “I sell a variety of general goods and arrows are general goods because many hunters have bought arrows from me. And so to answer your question, yes, I do sell arrows.” Seeming somewhat embarrassed for being laughed at he laughs a bit but still embarrassed and then he straightens himself.
“How many arrows will you be selling” Valrek asks.
The man begins to count and smiles and replies, “I shall sell you one quiver full of arrows.”
Valrek seeming rather shocked the amount of arrows he could buy, he then takes out all of his minas. He then thinks of how much it would take to produce the arrows but then starts rather low or what he assumed was low.
“How about ten minas for them?” Valrek asks.
The small man replies back instantly, “I’m sorry lad but ten minas will not do.” He grins and rubs his fingers
together as if suggesting that he should add much more money.
Valrek sighs and instantly raises the amount by five minas. “Alright, fifteen minas then.”
The small man chuckles and makes the gesture again.
Valrek mutters under his breath and realizes something, “You know if you give me them for fifteen minas
then I could get you any meat, or course if it is possible, for you such as venison, wild boar, pheasant. Name it after you give me the arrows and the amount and I shall get them for you.”
The small man rather caught off guard by this proposal begins to think of the possibilities of eating many types of meat for dinner, he grins and then laughs. “You have a deal my friend. For fifteen minas for a quiver full of arrows, now I would like to have all three, venison, pheasant and wild boar, at least four of each!” He then pats his belly as if he can taste the food already.
Valrek then bows his head towards the man after handing the minas and taking the quiver. “Then you shall have four of each of the meat. Although this will take time so I hope you don’t starve to death before I return.”
The small man chuckles, and replies back, “If I am hungry! I’ll just eat some apples while I wait, now go on and fetch me my meal!”
Valrek grins behind the veil covering his mouth. He then walks off to fetch the man his meal.
Out-Of-Character Information
Please fill out the
following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details
are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name: SGTliger
How old are you?: 14
Time-Zone: Mountain
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes I
have read the rules twice.
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I’ve
played on 5-6 roleplaying
servers, sadly most of these discontinued in 5-6 weeks of roleplaying.
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: From the
Minecraft forums of course.
Link any applications that you have previously made for the
server:
http://www.lordofthe...ation-sgtliger/
http://www.lordofthe...ation-sgtliger/
http://www.lordofthe...ation-kashe-qu/
http://www.lordofthe...th-application/
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft
Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): Yes I have.
Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you
make use of it and follow it in your
biography?: Yes I have.
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take
any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: Acting out a part you aren’t, such as an elf,
orc, or other mythical creatures. Usually involves a made-up character that you
‘roleplay’ as.
Meta-gaming: Meta-gaming is when you know something that
you're not supposed to know, maybe someone told you over skype or something.
Say mutty the orc was going to betray Kashe the Human. One of Kashe's friends
told him over skype that Mutty was going to kill Kashe. Kashe then kills mutty
for no apparent reason, or at least claims that he was 'suspicious'.
Power-emoting: When you say something like *Kashe stabs
Fark* then Fark says *Fark dodges Kashe and stabs him with a stick impaling his
heart and killing Kashe instantly* Fark using a power emote, which isn't
allowed because impaling someone with a stick is nearly impossible. Or such as
*Kashe kills everyone in the room by saying hello*. Could be used by anyone,
such as a guard or some sort. Or just forcing an action upon somebody.
In-Character
Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Kashe Qu
Current Age: 18
Sub-race (if any): N/A
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+
paragraphs long):
Kashe was born in Abresi, he lived in a small house, with
not many belongings. Kashe’s father died when Kashe was only two due to the
plague. Kashe’s mother raised him for eight years alone.
When Kashe was only 4 years of age his family
lost all of their money and belongings to a thief, they were forced to
live out on the streets. He suffered many sicknesses and hardships on the
streets. In these hard times, Kashe's mother resorted to prostitution for
the extra money. But there was one thing that changed all of these things,
a young boy named Matheus.
It was a stormy night when Kashe was sitting on the streets,
not doing anything. Just thinking, thinking about his family, and life. Then a
boy about his age walked past him, the boy stared at Kashe for a few moments
and not long after said curiously, “Hey, are you hungry?”
Kashe nodded almost immediately, the boy handed him a loaf
of bread. Matheus sat down next to Kashe and started up a conversation.
“So what’s your name?”
With his mouth full of bread Kashe replied, “Kashe… Kashe
Qu.”
“Well Kashe Qu, it’s awfully cold tonight how about you come
by my place for the night?”
Kashe looked up at Matheus with joyful eyes. From that day
on, Kashe and Matheus were best friends.
Kashe and Matheus grew together like brothers, they did
everything together. Kashe and Matheus were looking forward to one particular
thing, Matheus’ birthday party. 6 months later, it was Matheus’ birthday party.
Kashe and Matheus were having the time of their lives, lots of friends were
over and even some adults. Matheus’ mother told Kashe and Matheus to fetch some
wine and water for the guests. When they came back everything was wrong. They
walked into the door, everyone was dead. Blood was all over the place. Matheus
knelt down next to his parents and began weeping. Kashe put an arm around him.
Matheus then said.
“Kashe… lets make a promise”
Kashe replied “A promise…? What kind of promise?”
“A promise that when we meet again we will both be
strong… so none of these things will ever happen, and when they do… we’ll
be strong about it.
Kashe begin to slowly cry. Realizing his parents were
dead as well. He walked towards them. Then
replied saying,
“When we meet again? What do you mean when we meet again?
I will always be with you.”
“For now, we go our separate ways” Matheus chokes, “And
try our best to fulfill our promises. Besides if I have you I won’t be
able to become strong.”
Kashe felt an ache in his heart. So great he couldn’t
bear it, he began to weep, so loud the whole
city could hear it. But finally after a few minutes of crying. He got up,
and embraced Matheus, he then walked away turned back. Matheus waved back,
bright red cheeks, and teary eyes. And shouted, “Farewell brother!”
Kashe was impacted by this forever. He was turned into
a street urchin, left on the streets to fend for himself, until one day a man
came. The man quickly struck a conversation with Kashe.
“Hello there. You look like someone I’ve heard of”
Kashe looks up, and stares at the man.
Stopped the awkward silence the man replies with “I’m Vex
Tung, I’ve been told of your story. How your parents died, and I decided to
come here… to… save you.”
Kashe dropped his gaze again and stared at his hands.
“Why would anyone want me in their home?! I filthy street
urchin?”
“Because Kashe, you’re a special young man. You’ve
encountered one of the most challenging things in the whole world. Losing your
parents at a young age. I’m here to help you heal that wound.”
“Well then who are you?”
“Vex Tung.”
Kashe walked away with the man. As promised they trained
together, Kashe picked to train with an Ax. The training was vigorous but he
knew it had to be done, after 4 years of this training Kashe had become as good
as his master. At times they would go full strength at each other and neither
would win. Kashe continued with training, but 3 years later Vex Tung died an
early death. Kashe was only 17 and thought he would go back to living on the
streets. Thankfully though, Vex left Kashe his house and fortune to Kashe.
Kashe lived in the house for 1 year, he then decided it was time for an
adventure… to find his best friend.
Ambitions for the Future:[/b] Kashe’s ambitions for the
future include finding his best friend Matheus, and adventuring with him. Kashe
is also very excited to test his new training on the outside world (Not in a
villainous way). He also wishes to make new friends and maybe even look for
that ‘someone’.
Personality:[/b] You could say Kashe isn’t the brightest
person to be around, not having his parents around for half of his life has
definitely had a large impact on him. He hasn’t learned most of life’s lessons,
and isn’t the best with social skills. Although troubled in social skills he’s
great working with himself or people he has been close with for a long time.
Skills:[/b] Kashe is skilled with an ax, due to his training
for 4 years he has become quite good at it.
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your
skin):[/b]
http://i.imgur.com/oePwja7.jpg
Kashe stands at an average height of 6 foot 1, he has a
medium build. His skin doesn’t tan very well so he isn’t very tan, his eyes are
a deep light blue and the first time you see them you’ll be wowed. He wears the
same leather vest, pants, and boots everyday.
Any other details you wish to share about your
character:[/b]
Kashe is rather a strange person, he doesn’t respect
your privacy, is blunt, and is just
different to be around. He might be mean at first, you just need to get to know
him.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question in this section must be
answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full.
Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any
point.
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1. Whilst in the mighty human capital you notice a
dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he
is clearly up to no good. There are guards within shouting distance - what do
you do?
Answer: I look towards the black figured man and study him
for a couple of seconds. I don’t see anything wrong with him except he looks
very suspicious. I rush to the guards to warn them. One guard is tall and buff, the other small and
skinny. Kashe begins to warn them.
Kashe: “Excuse me guards, but do you see that man in the
black?”
Guards: *Nods*
Kashe: “I believe he’s trying to assassinate the emperor, or
anyone.”
Guards: “Civilian, we’ll take care of this. Thank you for
the information.”
Although small in stature the smaller guard rushes towards
the guards faster than the taller guard. As he gets behind the black figure he
shouts in a deep voice “By the name of the Empire, you are under arrest!”
The black figure turns around and scowls at the guards. “And
why am I under arrest?”
“But your hands up, leave the questions to us!”
The black figure gets out a dagger and holds it in battle
stance. Just as the taller guard gets there the black figure begins attacking the smaller guard. Just in
time the smaller guard gets his long sword out and begins parrying his swings.
Just as it appears the smaller guard is about to fail, the tall guard swings at
the black figure’s hands. The black figure is too focused in on the small guard
and doesn’t notice the hard swing, his arms are cut off. The two guards pick up
the man and take him into the palace. Kashe walks away from the scene carrying
on with his business.
2. Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a
large clearing, in which sits a small cobbled cottage. Outside it stands an
unstable old man armed with a small iron blade, surrounded by two heavily armed
bandits - they appear to be threatening him. You are armed with leather armour
and an iron ax, how do you react? (I changed it to an ax to make it fit my
roleplaying character, I hope that’s okay)
Kashe grabs his Ax from his back and charges the Bandits. His boots noisily hit the gravel towards the
home and the bandits turn around.
“Adventurer, it’d be best if you didn’t interfere with us.
Then you wouldn’t get hurt.”
Ignoring the warning Kashe says, “Why are you robbing an old
man like this?”
“Easy money lad.”
“You’re not going to harm this man, you’ll have to get
through me to lay an arm on him!”
The two bandits turn their swords to Kashe, the both swing
at the same time towards his shoulders, Kashe barely gets out of the way in
time. While Kashe is still regaining his balance the two bandits swing at him
again, this time the bandit on the right goes first, Kashe parries his attack.
Then the other bandit swings at him, this time Kashe barely parries it. And
when he does his ax breaks.
“You see laddy? You shouldn’t have messed with us!”
Just as the bandits are about to kill Kashe, the old man
comes from behind with his small Iron Sword and slices the bandits legs.
Cutting them deep, the old man gives his sword to Kashe. Kashe then stabs them both.
“Thank you for helping me lad.”
“No sir, thank you for helping me.”
Kashe then walks away without another word.
3. You are standing within the
mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful
stall. You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of
general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has
no set prices. He is willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices. What do
you do? (Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that
happens).
Kashe walks over to the man’s wares and begins carefully
inspecting them. He finds a Fine Steel Ax and looks over it. He grabs it by the
hilt and swings it down. Liking the way it feels he asks the man “How much for
this fine Steel Ax?”
“You name it laddy.”
“150 Minas.”
“Lad! It cost me 200 Minas just to make that!” the man grabs
the ax, “I would be losin’ profit! Not earnin’ it!”
“But sir, I only have 150 Minas, if you want my business,
you’ll sell this to me for 150 Minas.”
The man doesn’t reply for a short time, he’s staring down at
the ax he’s holding.
“Fine… but this is the only time you’re getting a bargain
like this around here!”
Kashe reaches into his pocket and grabs 150 Minas, hands it
to the Man and grabs the Ax. He continues looking at the wares, he finds some
nice iron gauntlets. He then looks over at the merchant and says, “How about
200 minas for these gauntlets?”
“A fair price, but 250 Minas to repay me for that iron ax of
yours!”
“Fine, 250 Minas.”
“Hey! I thought you said you only had 150 Minas!”
“Well, I found more in my pocket.”
The Merchant scowls at him. Kashe hands him the Minas, and
Kashe walks away.
Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name: prodofpersia
How old are you?: I am 14 years old.
Time-Zone: EST - Eastern Standard Time
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes, I have read, understood, and agreed to the rules.
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I have played on many large RP servers, such as Massivecraft in which you choose classes, and A'therys Ascended, which includes nations, towns, classes, and is a very big role-playing server.
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: I was looking on Google for great Minecraft role-playing servers, and I came across the LOTC website. I read through everything, and decided this server sounded perfect.
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server:
I have made no other applications.
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):
Yes, I have posted this application to the Minecraft Fourm.
Have you read the Elven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?:
Yes, I have read all the Elven lore, and I will make use of it, use it, and follow it in game and in my biography.
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!
Role-playing: Role-playing is when one character, or a group of characters, act as a character they have made and interact with eachother.
Meta-gaming: This is using information that you don't know to your advantage before anyone tells you it. One example is if you knew a characters past before you met them. This is not allowed.
Power-emoting: Power-emoting is using actions or words that ruin the story and does not allow any other actions from other characters. One example is saying: "Jimmy and James push prodofpersia off the roof, paralyzing him from the neck down". This ruins role-play and is not allowed.
In-Character Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Ceruahern Ehierhileia
(Pronounced Ser-oo-aa-hern Ehh-hair-he-leah
Current Age: 140
Sub-race (if any): Dark Elf
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):
Childhood:
I was born in the now-abandoned town of Dunroch, in Anthos. We lived peacefully with the residents of Dunroch, and no fights or raids broke out in the town. I was a jittery little boy, who loved food. Both my father and my mother were dark elves. She sometimes warned me "When you get older, Ceruahern, people may discriminate against you. Be the better elf, they always said. When I was about 30 years of age, my dad started to teach me "Self Defense" lessons, due to my mothers anxiety for me. These lessons were cheerful, with laughing and bonding time between me and my father, but one night after lessons, everything changed. As I mentioned, I was a food-loving little elf, so I asked my father if he could make a quick trek into the woods to make me my favorite dish, pepper-apples. These were the most delicious treats; hollow apples with pepper and carrots inside. He, being the erogenous man he was, trekked into the forest to fetch me my treat. My father never returned from that forest.
Teen Years:
There was so much sorrow in the village of Dunroch. Everyone knew about our loss, and everyone tried to avoid the "Out of place" Ehierhileia's. Soon, people started leaving the town. The town grew smaller and smaller, until we finally left too. We trekked north, not having a clue where we were going, and ended up in the lands of North Anthos. We became trapped in a small tree, and lived off of greasy zombie flesh and bone marrow. As a young boy, I was weak and small, and we could not escape from those lands.
Older Teen Years:
I was a strong teen; living in those wastelands for nearly 100 years. I was strong enough to run at a rapid pace along with my nimble mother. It was a clear day, as we planned to escape from our captivity. We would need to trek west, to find the place we were looking for in the beginning of this journey. We hastily threw our sewn bags (made of spider skin) over our backs and dashed to the west, making sure we checked the direction markings we made on our arrival. We spent days and nights traveling, and some without food, water, and shelter. In those traveling days, I lost my finger, but I lost something else, much, much more important.
Modern Days:
I lost my mother. The only one I still loved in the world, the only one who still gave me hope. Believe me, I tried saving her, by trying to suck the zombie infection out of her arm, and even trying to stop the blood flow. But, nothing worked. My beloved mother was dead, and I would have to continue the trek by myself. Many more nights of weakness and sorrow passed, before I came to a beautiful city of trees and elves. I glanced over at the entrance, and above it were big letters that read:
LEUMALIN
Ambitions for the Future: I wish to establish a home, until I can make a journey back to the forests my father ventured into, and hopefully make a home with him.
Personality: I am sneaky, I always look for the bright side of bad situations, I have a very strong willpower, and I will do anything to save myself / make myself wealthy. I do not like talking, and hate conversations.
Skills: Skilled Swordsman, Nimble, Fast Runner, Very Quiet
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): I am a dark-skinned elf, with blue eyes. I have medium length black hair, and enjoy wearing gloves all the time. I wear no shirt, but ragged pants and small shoes.
The link to my skin: http://www.planetmin...rk-elf-2091885/
Any other details you wish to share about your character:
I regret asking for the pepper-apple, and I will hate myself forever for not saving my mom. I keep things to myself, and I do not let go of anything that hurts me.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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1. As you walk through the deep forests you hear the sound of whispering and snickering. Upon inspection you realize that a group of older elves are mocking a small elven child. How do you react?
Answer:
I think to myself "These are elders. They are more powerful, more knowledgeable, and more respected than me." I remember my devastating childhood, remember the pain involved, and decide to help the poor elven child. I do not speak one word, as I like keeping to myself, but instead I scale a small tree. By instinct, I take out my bow and arrow and prepare to shoot. "Killing will make it worse" pops into my head, so instead of arrows, I take out medium sized rocks. One by one, the rocks hit the elders square on the head, and they all fall in a pattern. With no eye contact involved, I quietly yell
"run, boy"
I dash away as the small elven child does the same, not even exchanging words.
2. Whilst wandering through the Elven forests you come across a frail old man with a walking stick. He collapses in front of you, falling to the ground with a sharp thud. Out of his pocket falls a small pouch of gold coins, which hits the ground and splits open spreading coins across the pathway. The man lies there, defenseless - what do you do?
Answer:
As soon as I see the shiny gold on the pathway, I quickly scoop the coins up and throw them in the bag, without glancing at the man. He says "Thank you" in a kind manner, as if he thought I was picking them up for him. My morals start kicking in.
"No, I have lived my life in poverty, I deserve these coins more than that man does. He is almost dead, isn't he?"
and
"Look at this poor soul. He is trying to live a life, just like myself. It is not his fault I was poor, and he needs the money to help himself live."
I try to block my good morals out of this situation, place the old man in a sitting position on a tree, snap his walking stick in two, and dash out of the situation with my heart pounding, partly from anxiety and partly from guilt.
3. Whilst traversing the Elven Woodlands, you come across a small clearing in which a colored carriage sits. A trader stands outside of it and calls you over, telling you of his wares. He points out that his carriage sells just about everything, and that he's willing for you to haggle for a price. What does your character do? (Please include:- item, haggling for prices and the discussion involved).
Answer:
The trader starts talking about his wares to me. He says:
"C'mere, you defenseless boy! I have a bargain' for ya'! Im sellin' ma finest swords, for yer protection!
There lies many, many fine handcrafted swords by Eelhest Marher, the best elven blacksmith known.
Again, stealing and killing come into my mind, without my consent.
"These here swords are werth 300 minas; but for ya', ill give em' for 100"
Of course, living a shady life, I have much more than 100 minas. But, the thought came into my mind "Can I get these for free? It would be a horrible thing to do, but he hasn't even heard my voice yet."
"No thanks"
I whisper, very very quietly.
After the carriage has passed, I begin my assault. Running behind the carriage, I take out my hand crafted dagger and stab the wheels. The carriage slows down, and eventually comes to a halt. The trader gets out, but he doesn't have enough time to look at the wheels. As he bends down, I push the dagger into his brittle head, and he falls to the ground dead. Hand crafted swords for free, what a great day!
Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name: [Human]Aetosion
How old are you?: 16
Time-Zone: GMT-5
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: Was on another Minecraft RP server for a year, and RP'd in WoW for a bit when I was younger.
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: Quite a bit of googling, then found your website and read through it.
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: N/A
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): I will once I finish.
Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: Yes
[b]Definitions[/b]
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: Acting out a role of your character realistically per the bounds determined by the canon lore provided.
Meta-gaming: Utilizing OOC knowledge as knowledge that is your character's own, like knowing someone's name before asking it, or reading someone else's lore on the forums and utilizing that knowledge for your character's benefit.
Power-emoting: When your character is too awesome at everything, or otherwise doing something unrealistic. If, for example, my character were to be a naturally talented swordsman, an alchemical genius, and an extremely successful miner and craftsman, that would probably qualify as power-emoting. Power-emoting can also be when someone overrides another's choice, by dictating their actions by your RP without giving them chance to make their own response.
[b]In-Character Information:[/b]
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Aetos Tsojenn
Current Age: 26
Sub-race (if any): Southerner
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long): The infant Aetos was left by his dying mother outside of the fort Blackmont, and raised by the peasant farmers who found him. At a young age, he took up a scythe and helped out his adopted family earn money during harvest season. When his adopted father died of starvation and disease when Aetos was aged 19, and his adopted mother dying later in that same year, Aetos went in search of a new home. He took only his adopted father's scythe, a sack of poorly baked bread, and a wineskin with watered wine.
Along the road, he was ambushed by two bandits. In his desperation, he struck out with his scythe, and cut the first bandit across the chest, whereupon ribbons of blood poured from his body. When he turned to fight the second bandit, he saw that he'd fled. Deciding to don the fallen bandit's leather armor and take his curved iron shortsword for protection, he began upon the road again.
He learned from a flyer pinned to a tree along the road that House Blackmont was recruiting footmen for their guard force. After a fortnight's journey, he arrived at the Dreadfort of House Blackmont. After bribing a guard by giving him the bandit's sword, he was let into the fort, where he applied and was taken in as an Unblooded footman of the Dreadfort ((permission for this granted by Zezimus/Lord Lucius Blackmont))
[b]Ambitions for the Future:[/b] Aetos looks to rise within the ranks of the guard and the house, overcome his origins in a peasant family, and make a name for himself.
[b]Personality:[/b] Aetos is quiet, pragmatic, ambitious, and opportunistic. He's not prone to emotional outbursts, preferring to function as efficiently as possible.
[b]Skills:[/b] He can wield a scythe to cut down stalks of grain, some of that familiarity with a blade carrying over to swordsmanship, a skill he looks to learn better from the swordsmen of the Dreadfort. He can barely read, knowing what he does from being sent to the market to sell grain, and learning from the signs and notices there.
[b]Appearance[/b] (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):[/b] He looks like a simple Southerner, with black hair and eyes and darker skin. His hair is kept cut above his eyes for practicality, and he wears the same undyed simple tunic and trousers, not owning anything else.
[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b]
Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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[b]1. Whilst in the mighty human capital you notice a dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he is clearly up to no good. There are guards within shouting distance - what do you do?[/b]
Answer: I see a dark-clothed figured sneaking towards the palace, but I don't want to attract attention to myself either. I wouldn't benefit at all by telling the guards, and it's not like I care about any of the rich folk in the palace anyways. If I tell the guards, it's unlikely that they'll reward me, and will probably take the credit for themselves. I turn around and walk the other way.
[b]2. Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a large clearing, in which sits a small cobbled cottage. Outside it stands an unstable old man armed with a small iron blade, surrounded by two heavily armed bandits - they appear to be threatening him. You are armed with leather armour and an iron longsword, how do you react?[/b]
Answer: I see two bandits threatening an old man in front of his house in the woods. Not wanting to risk my own life, I hurry away from the bandits, reminding myself not to live in a small and unprotected cobble house in the middle of the woods.
[b]3. You are standing within the mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful stall. You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has no set prices. He is willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices. What do you do? (Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that happens).[/b]
Answer: ((Assuming I'm allowed to supply responses and actions for the merchant))
Curious, I ask him about what clothes he has available.
"Sir, anything I can wear in there?"
"Ahhh, the Southerner wants to look sharp! Have I got the thing for you!"
He pulls out a wooden trunk, opening it to reveal luxurious garments.
"Oh, not that sort, anything a bit more practical?"
Disappointed at the loss of a big sale, the merchant pulls out simpler clothes.
"What's your price for those?"
The merchant names a price far outside Aetos's comfort zone. Deciding that he shouldn't be spending money on things he doesn't actually need, he says,
"Actually, never mind," and leaves the stall.
Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name:Seth151
How old are you?:16
Time-Zone:(UTC-08:00) Pacific Time (US & Canada)
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: I understand and agree to all of your rules.
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I have played all of the elder scrolls games and I use to play lord of the rings online in my spare time.
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: I heard about lord of the craft while i was looking for roleplay servers on minecraft.
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/88323-humanseth151s-applacation/?hl=seth151
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): Yes i have
Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?:Yes I have read all the lore before I even before I applied.
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: Roleplaying is taking the role of someone of your imagination also remembering that your character’s dislikes and hobbies and keeping in their weaknesses and strengths in every way.
Meta-gaming: Meta Gaming is when you use ooc information to help your character with something he doesn’t know like for example using skype or teamspeak.
Power-emoting: Power emoting is when you're emoting unrealistic some may call it god emoting for example *Dante is stuck in this dark dungeon is being attacked by four poisonous bats Dante uses an finds a book and uses an light magic then swiftly doges the bats and kills them all with one sword slash and leaves the dungeon without a scratch.
In-Character Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name:Apollo Ventis
Current Age:21
Sub-race (if any):Northern
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long): Apollo comes from a family of four, his father Dante Ventis was a Blacksmith for three years until he decided that they should build a home in the wild. Apollo and Orion were sent to an inn with their mother while their father went to search for a nice piece of land to build a home. Apollo’s mother, Amelia Ventis, was a Librarian and taught Apollo and Orion about some of the history of this great city and read them stories of heroes of the past while their father was gone.Apollo has a twin brother by the name of Orion Ventis Apollo’s brother always love listening about stories of archers Apollo and Orion’s relationship was close they were good brothers to each other. In their spare time Apollo and Orion enjoyed doing combat training in the fields of kingston, Orion took to a bow, where as Apollo enjoyed the company of his blade . After 5 long months their father had finally designed their home next to a river and mountain.
It was then that the war against the coalition started due the increasing danger in Salvus,Apollo’s father told Apollo and Orion they should leave to go on their own to be safe. The night before Apollo and Orion were to leave there was an attack and their home got raided by some men. Apollo and Orion hid from the men attacking their home and witnessed both their parents die in front of their eyes. Not knowing what to do the young brothers set off the next morning in search of their new lives. Neither knew where they would end up, they just wanted to get away from the awful memories they would now hold in their hearts forever. The memories of their parents death has brought Apollo and Orion to work their way into learning how to protect themselves and the others around them.
Throughout their lives they always wondered why their parents were killed so one day Apollo and Orion set off to see the priest of kingston that their father knew. When Apollo and Orion asked he told them their father was not only a blacksmith but was also a mercenary. “He was hired mostly for killing off guild leaders” he had said, “On one job the guild leader fought back before he could finish the job and the guild leader had hired an assassin to kill your father, the assassins are ruthless people so thats why they probably killed your mother as well.” The priest sat down with Apollo and Orion and told them that they should forget about their parents killers and live a clean new life in the world anthos “There are many opportunities so do your best.” After the long talk with the priest, Apollo and Orion decided that they will try to forget their parents death and survive on their own, but their parent’s souls will always have a place in Apollo and Orion’s heart.
Ambitions for the Future:[/b] Apollo wishes to become a great wielder of a blade so he may protect himself and others around him.
Personality:[/b] Apollo is somewhat of a mysterious figure he is quiet but dependable when needed.He was once thought of as a freak when most people saw him but now that he has grow most think of him as very trustworthy but also very quiet he maintains the name as The NightWalker through his action.
Skills:[/b] Apollo is very skilled with a blade and sometimes with the accompany of a shield of some sort he works very well with a one-handed sword but lacks the use of a two-handed sword.
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):[/b] Apollo is 5’9 in height, he has short dark brown shaggy hair, light blue eyes, and
Any other details you wish to share about your character:[/b]
[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b]
[i]Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.[/i]
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[b]1. Whilst in the mighty human capital you notice a dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he is clearly up to no good. There are guards within shouting distance - what do you do?[/b]
Answer: Apollo would quietly try to approach the dark figure not knowing what he is doing but wanting to make sure that he is not doing anything hasty.As Apollo follows the man he starts to see the sence of what he is doing so he would grab the man. Apollo would then ask *why are you trying to harm the emperor* The dark figure would then counter attack Apollo then say *stay out of what is not your knowing* Apollo would then grab the dark figure by the neck and whispers*Talkith to me like that again and this will be thous last breathe*.As the dark figure would counter Apollo then grabs his for his dagger Apollo would then attempt to trip the dark figure then grab him then make a yell for the guard *guards guards we have an assassin trying to assassinate thou emperor*. Then after the dark figure is caught Apollo would then collect his rewardings and be off.
[b]2. Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a large clearing, in which sits a small cobbled cottage. Outside it stands an unstable old man armed with a small iron blade, surrounded by two heavily armed bandits - they appear to be threatening him. You are armed with leather armour and an iron longsword, how do you react?[/b]
Answer: As Apollo is exploring the dark forest for any good ores that he can convert into some good weapons and armor. Apollo he stumble upon an cobbled cottage so then Apollo would quietly sneak to take a peek of who or what's there as Apollo is sneaking around he gets to a dark corner and see an Old man with the accompany of an iron blade and surrounded by two heavily armed bandits.Apollo would then have a quick handle on his blade then would walk toward the bandits and ask them*If thou let the old man free I will give ith mina*. The bandit would then say *I could always kill thou and take all the mina and keep the old beggar* Apollo would then walk away from the bandits and walk toward the old man then take grab of him and tell him to run as fast as he can.The old man then ran away into the forest as the bandits try to attack Apollo then so Apollo would then run the opposite way so they would leave to old man alone.
[b]3. You are standing within the mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful stall. You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has no set prices. He is willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices. What do you do? (Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that happens).[/b]
Answer:As Apollo walks up the market he notices that the is a grade B blade hilt so Apollo would then make it seem like he wouldn’t buy such a thing in a normal market.Apollo then asked the man could he get maybe 15 healing potion,some iron ingots,a nice pile of some iron blades and 4 of your best hilts.The man would then ask Apollo how much is he willing to pay Apollo would then put 78mina on the stall and say how much does this sound.The man would reply with a smirk on his face and say thank you for everything Apollo would then walk away with a small little laugh because of how he jipped the man of his best material there.
How old are you?: 17
Time-Zone: (UTC-08:00) Pacific Time (US & Canada)
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: I have read and agree with all the rules.
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: Dungeons and Dragons, Skyrim, Theater (part of International Thespian Society)
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: Friends
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server:
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):
Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: I will keep to the server lore and my characters lore as well.
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing:Roleplaying is when you take the role of a character from your imagination and follow his/her regulation and knowing their hobbies their likes and dislikes and their strength and weaknesses.
Meta-gaming: Meta gaming is when someone uses out of character information to help their character do something he doesn’t know in character like using teamspeak for instance when you use that you're in out of character.
Power-emoting: Power emoting is the use of emoting to the max therefore using emotions that are one sided and don’t give anything else a chance for instance saying like you're in a battle then your character does 2 backflips and throws his sword in the other man chest and kills him instantly.
In-Character Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Leonto Simmons
Current Age: 21
Sub-race (if any): Northern
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):
Leonto comes from a middle class family they had a nice little home in the Kingdom of Kingston. Leonto’s father was named Jacob, his mother was Talia. Jacob believed that Leonto should carry on the family business, a small general store, where Talia, who grew up in the age of exploration, feels that leonto should grow up to be an adventurer. The two parents
argued often and never agreed on anything. This caused Leonto to sneak out a lot and watch the nobles of the town use their power for bad purposes. This caused Leonto to grow a hatred for the nobels.
One day the war against the coalition swept through the kingdom. Jacob’s shop was burned down and Jacob was killed in the process. Shortly after Talia turned to alcohol and started drinking ale regularly. After observing Talia, Leonto realized that his mother had come down with the first stages of the plague. Leonto called upon a doctor, who arrived the next day, however, it was too late. Unfortunately Jacob never wrote his will so all the stuff was not given to Leonto. Leonto took this as a chance and went on his own. He has no feelings towards the death of his parents, he plans to start over. After wandering the streets for a while he found a mercenary group and began to learn the way of the sword. After a few days of training leonto became annoyed with swords and quit the mercenary’s. He learned the only way to survive and be happy in this life is to find a group that will supply him with the necessities, and accept his strange personality.
Ambitions for the Future:[/b]
Leonto’s ambitions for the future is to find a group of people that he can live in this crazy world with.
Personality:[/b]
Leonto’s is a quiet, shy sole. He tends to want to observe a situation before he makes a decision, that is if the time allows it. He works hard to please others, only so he may get as much out of them as he can. He is good with following orders of those who he feels are worthy of being in charge. He will tend to over throw a ruler that he feels is not worthy of their title, however, he will not actually be a leader himself.
Skills:[/b]
Leonto is skilled with bows and knives. He is good at haggling a deal with the local shopkeeper, or bartender.
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):[/b]
Leonto has black short hair, and clean shiny green eyes as well as a lean build.
Any other details you wish to share about your character:[/b]
None
[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b]
[i]Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.[/i]
____
[b]1. Whilst in the mighty human capital you notice a dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he is clearly up to no good. There are guards within shouting distance - what do you do?[/b]
Answer:
If Leonto felt that the emperor is corrupt or evil he would ignore the man and walk away.
If Leonto felt that the emperor was good then Leonto would grab his knife and put it out of range of sight. He would then walk up to the cloaked figure and begin to converse. If any threat was made leonto would make a move to get in the way of the person. If the cloaked figure pulled any weapons on Leonto then Leonto would quickly attempt to slash his knife, if the attack went bad then Leonto would flee any way he could, along while alerting any guards that are nearby.
[b]2. Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a large clearing, in which sits a small cobbled cottage. Outside it stands an unstable old man armed with a small iron blade, surrounded by two heavily armed bandits - they appear to be threatening him. You are armed with leather armour and an iron longsword, how do you react?[/b]
Answer:
While Leonto is wandering through a deep oak forest he comes across a cottage with two bandits giving trouble to an poor old man. Leonto then throws a rock right behind the bandits and quickly make his way around the other side of the cottage. After the bandits go to investigate leonto would go around the front and motion for the old man to come with him. Leonto would then take the old man to safety. Leonto asks, “If thou will is to keep thy property then please tell me so, then I may obtain assistance to save this property.” The man agrees to pay Leonto and Leonto uses that money to hire a group of two mercenaries at a local camp. Upon returning to the cottage the bandits have begun pillaging. Leonto would motion for to mercenaries to go around the back. He would then step through the front door and proclaim, “Thou vile bandits leave at once or taste steel!” One of the bandits laugh and step towards Leonto. Leonto then whistles and the mercenaries rush through the door. Leonto takes off into the forest and watches the battle from a distance.
[b]3. You are standing within the mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful stall. You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has no set prices. He is willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices. What do you do? (Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that happens).[/b]
Answer:
While leonto is going about the capital city he notices a man with a small stand, upon approaching the stall the stall owner tells Leonto that their is no set price and haggling is recommended. Leonto points to a small curved knife and asks, “Where did thou obtain such a fine weapon?” The man responds, “I found it upon the person of a dead bandit.” Leonto looks and the it is worth at least 55 Mina, however Leonto takes this opportunity to haggle a bit, but still be fair. “My good sir I will pay 49 Mina for that fine weapon.” The man would respond, “Sir I know you are trying to get as good of a deal as you can, but I have a family to feed. Would it be possible for thou to pay 60 Mina?” Leonto then responds, “No sir, you found that weapon on a bandit. Thus value of the knife is decreased. Plus the value of a knife like that is at most 50.” The man responds, “I lied, I really crafted the weapon myself, that makes the price more.” Leonto would then respond while stepping back, “Sorry sir I don’t trade with liers.”
Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name: Superj22
How old are you?: 16
Time-Zone: (UT -06:00) Central Time (US & Canada)
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I have played role-play games like Skyrim, Lord of the Rings, and Dungeons and Dragons.
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: Through friends and seen it on planetminecraft
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: N/A
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): Yes
Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: Yes i have read all of the lore
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: Roleplaying is creating a character out of your imagination and acting like him through his strengths and weaknesses.
Meta-gaming: Meta-gaming is when you gain knowledge from out of character to use in character for example like speaking on skype or another chatting application or going into out of character chat and asking where something is for the quest you're on.
Power-emoting: Power emoting is when you emote to the max like emoting unrealistically for example: *Thomas was attacked by some drunken guards and the guards tried to arrest Thomas quickly got his swords and killed the guards in one slash and comes out the battle without a scratch.*
In-Character Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Kai Smith
Current Age: 20
Sub-race (if any): Southeron
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):
Kai was an only child in his family, his mother died at birth so he grew up with his father. His father Kane Smith was a shaman when he turned thirty-five. Kai and his father lived in the Kingdom of Salvus. Kai always had his father telling him that he should live on the Smith’s legacy and become a shaman. Kane took Kai becoming a shaman under consideration thought when his was old enough to travel on his own he should visit the mages guild to seek out how to learn the ways of a shaman. In the meantime, every night right before Kai slept his father would tell stories of the ancient shamans.
On that night the war started, because of the danger in Salvus was so high, Kane told Kai to get out of kingston and go somewhere safe. It was the night before that the mercenaries raided the church and burned it after . Kai did not know what to do, so he hid from the mercenaries,Kai hid in one of the traveling merchant cart. When the sun came up Kai ran to the graveyard when Kai thought it was safe and asked the gravedigger if he could see his father one last time. The gravedigger asked, “What is his name”. Kai responded “Kane Smith”. The gravedigger told him that there was no man who was buried today with that name. Yes, the church did burn down but there was no sign of blood or bodies near the church. This is when Kai knows his father has left the Kingdom and went somewhere else. After noticing that his father left kingston without a trace he wants to become a traveler and hopes to join a guild that would help him find his father.
Ambitions for the Future:[/b] Kai always wanted to follow his fathers footsteps and become a shaman to continue the Smith’s Legacy
Personality:[/b] Kai was always a positive thinker he would find the good in a bad situation he was very good to have around to have a little fun in the middle of some quest most people liked to stay around him in a pub because sometimes he would get a little over his head but don't think of Kai lightly when his in battle he's as serious as possible and very trustworthy.
Skills:[/b] Kai was always good when it came to the knowledge of any sort of magic he wanted to become a shaman so much that he study the ways of magic so one day he could finally learn the ways of magic.
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):[/b] Kai is 5’7 in height, he has dark brown faded hair. He has dark blue eyes and is lean built. He is also dark skinned.
Any other details you wish to share about your character:[/b] N/A
[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b]
[i]Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.[/i]
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[b]1. Whilst in the mighty human capital you notice a dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he is clearly up to no good. There are guards within shouting distance - what do you do?[/b]
Answer: Kai would quietly follow the dark clothed man to see what he is up too but does not want to get close to the man. When Kai figures out what the man is doing he then grabs the man and asks *Why is thou doing going towards the Emperor’s palace.*The man then pushes Kai’s hand off his shoulder and tells him stay out of the way. Kai tells the man that violence does not solve anything he just makes problem worse. The man laughs and says let’s make it worse then. Kai then warns one of the guards and tells him there is a dark clothed man who is trying to harm the Emperor.
[b]2. Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a large clearing, in which sits a small cobbled cottage. Outside it stands an unstable old man armed with a small iron blade, surrounded by two heavily armed bandits - they appear to be threatening him. You are armed with leather armour and an iron longsword, how do you react?[/b]
Answer: Kai would go behind the small cobbled cottage house and investigate the problem he would then throw a rock far away to make the guards go see what it was. Kai would then yell at the man come behind the house I will protect you. The man then runs behind the house to Kai and says to him thank you how should I ever repay you. Kai responded nothing just trying to not have violence. The bandits then find Kai and the old man and start to attack. One of the bandits slashed at Kai but Kai dodged it and grabbed his shoulder and put his sword straight through his stomach. Kai then lays him down gently and whispers to him i'm sorry. Kai then grabs the old man and tells him run lets get out of here. Kai then approaches a guard and tells the guard there were two bandits trying to kill this man please protect him.
[b]3. You are standing within the mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful stall. You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has no set prices. He is willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices. What do you do? (Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that happens).[/b]
Answer: Kai stands at the stall looking at all the items the man offers, he mutters to the man clothes. The man looks at him oddly and tells him are you sure you wouldn’t want some food...you look hungry. Kai says to the guy no... i'm not hungry I would prefer clothes. Kai then takes the clothes and puts 10 Minas on the table unaware of how much it cost. The man looks satisfied so Kai walks to the bathroom to change his clothes.
Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name: TotalBacon01
How old are you?: 21
Time-Zone: (UTC-04:00) Atlantic Time (Canada)
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: I have read and agree to all the server rules
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: Dungeons & Dragons, Elder Scrolls, Drama Classes
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: It was Recommended by a friend
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server:
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): Yes I have
Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: I have studied it and will use it in the following character biography
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing: Role-playing is a form of acting as a character other than yourself, keeping in mind their likes, dislikes, personality and background and using that knowledge to live in the life of that character.
Meta-gaming: Meta-gaming in a basic sense is using variables that shouldn’t be known to your character (based on the character’s experience) to affect gameplay and perform actions that the character should have no knowledge of .
Power-emoting: Power-emoting is basically forcing a character to do something based on your actions without giving them a chance to either retaliate or change the outcome.
In-Character Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Orion Ventis
Current Age: 21
Sub-race (if any): Northern
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):
Orion and his brother Apollo Come from a family of four, their father, Dante Ventis, was a Blacksmith for three years until he decided to build the family a home in the wild. Orion and his brother traveled to an inn with their mother while their father went to search for a nice piece of land to build the family's new home. His mother, Amelia Ventis, was a Librarian and taught Orion and his brother about some of the history of the great city and read them stories of heroes of the past while their father was gone. In his spare time Orion enjoyed doing combat training in the fields of Kingston with his brother, he very much enjoyed using a bow, whereas Apollo enjoyed the company of his blade. After 5 long months his father had finally returned to tell them their new home was built, it was next to a beautiful river and mountain.
It was then that the war against the coalition started. Due the increasing danger in Salvus, his father had instructed Orion and his brother to leave to go on their own to be safe. The night before they were to set off on their journey there was an attack on the family’s home and it was raided by some men. Orion and Apollo hid from the men attacking but witnessed both their parents die in front of their eyes. Not knowing what they should do Orion and his brother set off the next morning in search of their new lives and purpose. Neither of them knew where they would end up in life, they just wanted to get away from the awful memories they we would now hold in our hearts forever. The memory of their parent’s death has brought Orion and his brother to work harder at their combat training so that they would never have to lose anyone they loved again.
Throughout their lives we always wondered why their home had been attacked and parents killed. One day Orion and his brother agreed to set off to see the priest of Kingston who their father had introduced them to when they were still young. When asked if he had known anything he told them their father was not only a blacksmith, but was also a mercenary. “He was hired mostly for killing off guild leaders” he had said, “Although on one job the guild leader fought back before he could finish the job, and the guild leader had hired an assassin to kill your father in revenge. The assassins are ruthless people so that is why they killed your mother as well. You should indeed feel lucky they had not found you or you may not have been here talking with me now.” The priest sat the two brothers down and told them that they should forget about their parent’s killers and live a clean new life in the world Anthos. “There are many opportunities so do your best.” After the long talk with the priest, Orion and Apollo decided that they would try to forget their parent’s death and start a new life on their own, but their parent’s souls would always have a place in their hearts until the day they died.
Ambitions for the Future:[/b] Orion thrive to be a bowmaster so he may become a great huntsman and protect the ones he loves so he would never have to witness another tragedy like the death of his parent’s
Personality:[/b] Orion is a very humorous man, sometimes he can come off sarcastic and that makes people who don’t thoroughly know him get angry as they take it the wrong way. He tends to be very kind in nature, but will defend his honor if need be. Although mainly trustworthy and open, he holds his own deep dark secrets inside and only chooses to share those with his twin brother Apollo.
Skills:[/b] Orion’s main skills are with his bow, his brother has taught him some swordplay but still prefers long range to anything else. He has great hunting instincts and quick reflexes when provoked.
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):[/b] Orion is a tan skinned human, he is 5’9 with deep blue eyes, dark brown medium length hair, and a muscular build.
Any other details you wish to share about your character:[/b] Orion holds one secret about himself that he refuses to share even with his brother Apollo to whom he tells everything to.
[b]Open-Response-Questions[/b]
[i]Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.[/i]
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[b]1. Whilst in the mighty human capital you notice a dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he is clearly up to no good. There are guards within shouting distance - what do you do?[/b]
Answer: When Orion notices a dark figure attempting to sneak into the emperor’s palace he knows he must act quick, he sees guard nearby but feels as if he yells out to him the dark figure might escape. Instead apollo quickly runs over to the man and starts to act as if he were a beggar, hoping it will catch the guard’s attention. As he tries to talk to the man the man turns and shoves Orion to the ground and tells him to move along and that he has nothing for him, Orion turns to see that the guard has not noticed yet what is going on. Orion then gets up and persists to beg from the man. The man gets furious at Orion and draws out a sword. It is at this moment the guard noticed the commotion and immediately runs over to see what the problem is. The man tries to lie to the guard and say that Orion had attacked him first when Orion notices a note in the man’s belt. Orion quickly grabs the note and hands it to the guard. The guard takes the note and notices the insignia of a rival kingdom. As the guard reads the note he learns the dark figure is actually there to assassinate the Emperor. The Guard immediately places the man under arrest and Orion explains his place within the scenario. The Guard thanks Orion for his quick thinking and offers Orion a reward for his troubles. But Orion denies the reward saying that helping was all he needed.
[b]2. Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a large clearing, in which sits a small cobbled cottage. Outside it stands an unstable old man armed with a small iron blade, surrounded by two heavily armed bandits - they appear to be threatening him. You are armed with leather armour and an iron longsword, how do you react?[/b]
Answer: As Orion is wandering through an oak forest, he heard some yelling coming from not far off in the distance. He quickly runs in the direction to see what the commotion is about, as he draws nearer he notices an old man on his porch with an iron sword drawn and being approached by two heavily armed bandits. Knowing that he must help but is not armed enough to take them them on by himself. Orion takes a second and quickly comes up with a plan. Orion grabs some fallen branches that are on the ground beside him and starts throwing them in different directions to make noise. The bandits hear the noises and start checking around to see what is causing it. One bandit notices the tip of a longsword sticking out from behind a tree and signals the other bandit towards it. Meanwhile Orion has made it to where the man was standing and starts to help him make his way away from the house. As the bandits near the blade they had seen they jumped around the tree to see that no one was there. Instantly they turn around and notice the old man is long gone and realize they had failed their mission.
[b]3. You are standing within the mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful stall. You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has no set prices. He is willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices. What do you do? (Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that happens).[/b]
Answer: While walking through the mighty human capital one day Orion notices a short man at a colourful stall selling a huge variety of general goods. Orion has some spare change so he walks over to the man and asks him the price of his wares. The man responds by telling Orion that he has not set a price yet and that they may work out a price they both agree upon. Orion instantly notices a beautifully crafted bow and knows he must have it. knowing the bow is probably worth at least 300 minas, he decides to try and get it at a much lower price hoping the man does not know the value of the bow himself. Orion offers the man 50 minas for the bow but the man seems a bit reluctant to accept the offer. The man says to Orion that it is a very nice bow and that he believes it is worth around 400 minas. Orion proceeds to tell the man that the bow looks a little used and that 400 minas would be more of a price for something brand new. Orion then offers the man 150 minas, saying to the man that he will not go any higher for a used bow. The man accepts Orions new offer noting that Orion has a much more extensive knowledge of the item and does not want to seem as though he is a cheat, as he is an honest businessman. Orion hands the man the 150 minas to the man and walks away happy knowing he was able to procure the bow of his dreams for half the cost it was worth.
Minecraft Account Name: Palandarus
How old are you?: 22
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Mountain time zone/United States
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes, I began role- playing years ago on a game called "Warcraft 3". I'm not particularly sure you'll know the game, but there was an online portion of it, where you could find certain role-playing games.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I was searching the minecraft forums for a role-playing game and someone on another topic recommended it.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:[/color] n/a
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:
I have
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Role-playing is the act of taking the life a new person, whether it is acting or playing a character in a game.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Taking your knowledge and using it in an unsporting manor.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Where you use your actions in a god like manor to kill someone when/if the other player doesn't accept the terms.
In-Character Details
Character Name: Krenzen FireHeart
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: Krenzen is a very quiet man, very few know much about him, he spends long hours in the libraries of Laurelin, searching for the secrets of the world. He's the only one left in his entire family, he is only 240, losing his family when he was 83. His family died when the Undead hordes sent by Iblees attacked his home The Sister City. Krenzen wasn't affected to losing his family, which scared most people he knew. He eventually isolated him self from the world and fell deeply into researching the ancient Elven language. Krenzen has dark red eyes, rare upon the Elven race, he is 6'0 ft tall, an average height. Krenzen has always been fascinated by magic and has wanted to learn it since he was a lad. Of course it takes intensive training to learn such a thing, but he hopes one day he will be-able to find a book or two that can possibly train him. Krenzen lives alone in the woods where he his able to study his books undisturbed. He wishes he could meet someone to live with him, such as a girl. But he has never found anyone that has his intellectual abilities so he continues to live alone. He is a happy man but he doesn't show it, he shows it inside of himself.
What are your characters ambitions?:To learn the ancient tongue of the elves
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:http://www.minecraft...-hooded-archer/ Planning on taking the hood off and also changing the hair color.
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:Dark minded and very kept to himself.
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?: Slowly walking over to the dwarf, Krenzen ask the short man "Do you have any books for sale?" the short man replies "I'm sorry I do not.. I have various other wares though." Krenzen looks away and in a short manor says "Shame." and then continues on his 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?: Krenzen was walking down the road reading a book on the elven language when he sees the orc threatening a small dwarf. Krenzen who has, no fighting skills, yet atleast, continues on his way, when he hears the orc raise a weapon to the dwarf. As little of a heart krenzen may have, he wasn't going to watch an orc murder an innocent man. Krenzen rushes over there and shouts "Leave this man alone!" the orc replies "And what are you going to do?" Krenzen decides to pull a bluff out of his sleeve. "I'll use magic on you!" the orc looks frightened and then says "Fine I'll leave the man alone for now." Krenzen then leaves not saying another word.
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 Krenzen was walking down the road he sees an old man fall to the floor, and watches as each coin hits the ground. He slowly walks to the man and says "I could help you.. But its going to cost you a coin or two." The old man manages a grunt out, "You're going to charge me to get back up?" Krenzen slightly giggles "I could buy a book with that kind of money." The man then agrees and Krenzen helps him up accepting his coin, and then he moves back on his way.
Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name: prodofpersia
How old are you?: I am 14 years old.
Time-Zone: EST - Eastern Standard Time
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes, I have read, understood, and agreed to the rules.
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I have played on many large RP servers, such as Massivecraft in which you choose classes, and A'therys Ascended, which includes nations, towns, classes, and is a very big role-playing server.
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: I was looking on Google for great Minecraft role-playing servers, and I came across the LOTC website. I read through everything, and decided this server sounded perfect.
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server:
http://www.lordofthe...as-application/
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):
Yes, I have posted this application to the Minecraft Fourm.
Have you read the Elven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?:
Yes, I have read all the Elven lore, and I will make use of it, use it, and follow it in game and in my biography.
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!
Role-playing: Role-playing is when one character, or a group of characters, act as a character they have made and interact with eachother.
Meta-gaming: This is using information that you don't know to your advantage before anyone tells you it. One example is if you knew a characters past before you met them. This is not allowed.
Power-emoting: Power-emoting is using actions or words that ruin the story and does not allow any other actions from other characters. One example is saying: "Jimmy and James push prodofpersia off the roof, paralyzing him from the neck down". This ruins role-play and is not allowed.
In-Character Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name: Ceruahern Ehierhileia
(Pronounced Ser-oo-aa-hern Ehh-hair-he-leah
Current Age: 140
Sub-race (if any): Dark Elf
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):
Childhood:
I was born in the large town of Kingston, in Anthos. The first word I said was "res", which means "unpredictable" and fits in with myself completely. We lived like a normal elven family, not fighting with the others in the vicinity. Many people gave us dirty looks when we were out, and one old man even yelled "Look at them dirtyyyy beasties!" Our #1 household rule; don't talk to strangers.
I always thought we were the upper class; that's what my parents told me. We lived in a small wooden hut, and we almost never received special treats or toys. I wanted a "Dark-Attack Practice Dagger" said to be used by the Krughai themselves to train, but my parents said that toy was "Not age appropriate" and it was "Not in our heritage". I took that to mean "No", being the simple and absent-minded child I was (and still am).
But back then, I was too young to know the truth of our wealth. We were not wealthy; we were not middle class; we were not even lower class. If I had looked in a mirror, I would've saw a pile of dirt staring back. If I had known about this, I would've pushed my parents into a pile of trouble, so it was for the better that I had no clue.
My parents and I were Slaves. Working day and night to serve the appalling humans, which explained why they would always leave me in the morning, and come back sore in the evening. You could call it a form of Dehumanization toward my parents, but to me, it was something much different. It was trickery. As a child, I never enjoyed serving people and doing work, so the deceitful humans tricked me; and all the other slave-children; to work. We were told to "Light the campfire" and "Collect logs" for the "exciting yearly festival", that never happened. Every time my parents would leave for another day, and I headed out to chop wood, tears filled my mothers large blue eyes, and she would whisper "Be safe, my baby." I would always peek out the window, and watch them walk far away, my curious self wondering where they were going.
My father was 6'2" and my mother was 5'9", they were in perfect health, which probably made the humans target them. I always prayed I would one day surpass my dad in height, because I always wanted to be a strong, military leader. My mother was always worrying about my safety, such as warning me "When you get older, Ceruahern, people may discriminate against you." "Be the better elf", they always said to me, which confused me; Why would people be mean to me? We are the same as them, after all....
When I was about 30 years of age, my dad started to teach me "Self Defense" lessons, due to my mothers anxiety for me. I was always into Combat and Fighting, and I was jumping off the walls with joy when he announced the Self Defense Class. These lessons were cheerful, with laughing and bonding time between my father and I. I continued with these lessons for 10 years, and learned skills such as locating the directions by a tree trunk, and how to scale trees using only your hands and feet. These lessons, despite me not knowing it, would become some of the most valuable things I had learned.
I was a food-loving little elf. Food was a comforting thing to me; whenever I felt down or sad, I would scan the closets vividly with my small brown eyes looking for a treat. This trait came naturally; I was always spotting out goodies and coins without even knowing it. The saddest time in the house, for me, was when the cabinets were empty. "Mama, I'm starving!!" I would yell. If there was no food in the house, there was no happy Ceruahern either.
It was dark, but cool. There was a nice breeze flowing across the brown grass of our lawn. I had just finished my Self Defense lesson, and was in a great mood. So was my father, we both had a knack for fighting, and we both loved the feel of it. Of course, I became hungry, and asked my father politely to retrieve me a treat. "Father, It is a lovely day today, and I am quite hungry, so I was wondering if you could quickly retrieve a pepper-stuffed apple from the forests. If you do not want to, that is perfectly fine." Being the generous man he was, he replied "Ok, just this once though, Ceruahern." My father never returned from that forest.
Teen Years:
There was so much sorrow in the house of the Ehierhileia's. Everyone knew about our loss, and everyone tried to avoid the "Out of place" Ehierhileia's. I wondered why no one was speaking to me, because I was always the "Life of the group" with my friends. Soon, people started going missing. The town grew smaller and smaller. Every morning I would walk around the town and find boarded up houses, sometimes half broken. My mother became worried something was going on. She said to me "People do not just go Missing without explanation." She decided, after much thought, that we would have to escape from the town. Again, my curiosity kicked in, and I wondered why she said "escape" instead of "leave" or "say goodbye". I became very attached to that small old rotting house; mostly because I did not want to leave my fathers soul.
That morning was a blur. All I can remember is being hoisted onto my mothers shoulders with a bag on my back, and the up and down motion of feet running on uneven ground. I remember some snapping noises (which I now recognize as whips) and some growling; which I thought was in my nightmare, but, unfortunately, it turned out to be real. I woke up, to find myself in a snowy and icy tree surrounded by rotting zombies and chilling skeletons.
Older Teen Years:
We had been living in those wastelands for nearly 90 years. The self defense lessons came in great handy, thanks to my father, and I was strong enough to run at a rapid pace along with my nimble mother. We grew quite skinny, our old pants from Kingston slipped right over our whole bodies. I lost very much in those wastelands; the emotions, sorrow, and morals seemed like they floated right out of my heart, and froze in the cold wind. My eyes grew narrow, and more keen to any movements, due to the scary fact a Monster could pounce on me or my mother and take us in an instant. The tree was cut up and scarred, due to the constant punches and stab wounds it received from me. I had been strengthening myself for 90 years, and I was prepared for what was coming on that sunny morning.
I was prepared this morning; no dreaming and no nightmares. Throughout our whole time here, my mother and I had exchanged little words, most of them spoken on this occasion. We had established the direction we needed to go; west; thanks to my fathers knowledge of direction.
"Ceruahern, get the bags, its time to go."
"Yes, mother"
No conversation involved, only needed orders. This was what it was like in those wastelands, and I still stick to those rules today. No unnecessary talking.
"Done, mother"
"Get in your position, when the path is cleared, we will run"
Done. No more words exchanged between my mother and I, for the rest of her life.
Step after step, we ran and slid through those wastelands. My nimbleness and quickness, learned from my father, were the traits that made me survive. When we reached the tall, swaying grass, I was overjoyed. When I turned around to smile at my mother (first smile in 90 years) I saw her arm. Green skin around a large missing chunk of skin. Teeth were stuck in the skin, and her arm was spewing bright red blood. My head started to spin, my forehead grew to the size of a watermelon, and sweat poured down my sides. During the days with my father, I learned self defense and fighting, but did not go over one aspect of healing.
Believe me, I tried everything. I tried picking the teeth out of her arm, I tried burning the bite closed, I even tried sucking the infection out of her arm, but to no avail. The day after she was bitten, she dropped dead on the floor. I could of killed myself right then and there. And something, deep inside was bothering me. For a split second, the thought popped into my mind;
"She's food now, Ceruahern. Eat Her."
Modern Days:
The days passed by. Walking, staring down at the tall grass, trying to clear my mind of everything in my life, even the good things. I was becoming un aware of my surroundings, all I did was walk. There was nothing that could have saved me from those horrors, and nothing that could have made me happy. Even when I bumped into the cold metal gate, and read the sign; LEUMALIN; my eyes stared straight through the joy of arriving, and kept going back to that one phrase;
"She's food now, Ceruahern. Eat Her"
Ambitions for the Future: I wish to establish a home, until I can make a journey back to the forests my father ventured into, and hopefully make a home with him. I wish to gain back some of my morals lost in those wastelands, and I wish to eliminate the humans from the very ground.
Personality: I am sneaky, I always look for the bright side of bad situations, I have a very strong willpower, and I will do anything to save myself / make myself wealthy. I do not like talking, and hate conversations. I do not talk about death in any form, though I have no problem preforming death.
Skills: Skilled Swordsman, Nimble, Fast Runner, Very Quiet
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): I am a dark-skinned elf, with blue eyes. I have medium length black hair, and enjoy wearing gloves all the time. I wear no shirt, but ragged pants and small shoes.
The link to my skin: http://www.planetmin...rk-elf-2091885/
Any other details you wish to share about your character:
I regret asking for the pepper-apple, and I will hate myself forever for not saving my mom. I keep things to myself, and I do not let go of anything that hurts me.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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1. As you walk through the deep forests you hear the sound of whispering and snickering. Upon inspection you realize that a group of older elves are mocking a small elven child. How do you react?
Answer:
"These are elder's, Ceruahern, leave it be" I think to myself. The sorrow, the pain he must be going through. I had a horrible child hood; I don't want any other children having the same. Using my learned smarts, I dash up a tree with my survival skills, and yell
"I have three men with bows in these trees. Leave the child alone, or we will fire"
The elders instinctively react, and pull their bows also.
My mind works like a prey. I look for the solution, and quickly react. They will not shoot at me; if they kill me, they will be banished. I scan around the tree and find three medium sized ridged rocks. I pick up one rock, and yell one last warning;
"I will fire, let the boy leave, and all will be well."
Giving them no time to react, I fire the first rock at who looks like the ringleader, and It hits him square on the forehead. My long thin hand whips around with incredible speed and loads the second rock.
No need for another rock, the two other elves run for safety. What cowards, I was looking forward to shooting them both.
"Leave this scene now, boy" I shout, spit flying out of my mouth.
"Who are you?" the small elven child asks.
"None of your business, don't make me knock you out also"
He runs away, half crying from the last remark. I do what I need to do. No need for unnecessary conversation, and definitely no need for identification. I feel as if I should check the knocked out elf for coins, but then I remember his friends may be near.
I feel that familiar buzz when I do something right; It feels good. I don't know why, because there was nothing to gain from that encounter. I stroll away, onto the pathway with my head held high.
I am the better elf.
2. Whilst wandering through the Elven forests you come across a frail old man with a walking stick. He collapses in front of you, falling to the ground with a sharp thud. Out of his pocket falls a small pouch of gold coins, which hits the ground and splits open spreading coins across the pathway. The man lies there, defenseless - what do you do?
Answer:
As soon as the shiny gold splatters across the pathway, my greediness kicks in. I cannot reveal myself stealing; I must convince him I have good intentions, and then run away with the money. My morals and conscience starts to kick in;
"No, I have lived my life in poverty, I deserve these coins more than that man does. He is almost dead, isn't he?"
and
"Look at this poor soul. He is trying to live a life, just like myself. It is not his fault I was poor, and he needs the money to help himself live."
Discarding the good morals, I stroll over to the man and ask;
"Sir, do you need help getting up?"
"Oh yes please, boy, thank you for the help"
I softly pick him up and wrap his arm around my shoulder. I be as smooth as I can while placing him down in a sitting position along the large, dark tree.
"Here, let me pick up your coins also" I say with a nice tone, knowing my intentions.
"God praise you. You are a wonderful person"
One by one, the coins clink in the bag. That amazing sound of money on money; the sound I have learned to love. Almost as ear soothing as the sound of sword to sword.
My quick thinking skills kick in, right as the last coin clinks in the bag.
Running, step by step over to his cane.
Snapping the cane in two, and throwing it in the dense forest, while hearing the soft
"Ahhhhhhhhh!" of the old man.
Sprinting away, not with my head held high. My head is held low, and I have that stomach gurgling guiltiness flowing through my body. Some one will find him there. Do not worry, Ceruahern, this was to keep yourself alive. I need this money more than that man.
3. Whilst traversing the Elven Woodlands, you come across a small clearing in which a colored carriage sits. A trader stands outside of it and calls you over, telling you of his wares. He points out that his carriage sells just about everything, and that he's willing for you to haggle for a price. What does your character do? (Please include:- item, haggling for prices and the discussion involved).
Answer:
The trader ushers me over to his magnificent carriage. He must be a very successful trader, to afford this piece.
But I know i'm not spending a penny at this trader.
"C'mere, you defenseless boy! I have a bargain' for ya'! Im sellin' ma finest swords, for yer protection!
Right away, I notice his poor grammar. Be polite, Ceruahern.
"Hello, sir. How are you today?" I politely say.
"Errr... I'm myself doin' just fine... Now c'mere, lemme show ya' what I got!"
Ok, time to think up a plan. Shall I say "No thank you" and walk away, or get items for free.
I walk over to the carriage, and I see something that shines in my eye. Small cutlasses, my favorite type of sword, made by the great blacksmith Ehala Marluharern, a dark elf blacksmith in which every elven child admires.
These swords are mine.
"These here swords are werth 300 minas; but for ya', ill give em' for 100"
"What a deal, sir! That is a great price! If you could wait for just one second, i'll see what I have"
"Okee, be quick though"
I reach into my pocket, and out of luck, I decided to bring my dagger along. I pretend to foil around in my pocket for some money, and pretend to act sad. I have always been good at lying.
"I'm sorry, sir, but it seems like I do not have enough money" I say, with my sad-mask on.
"Alrighty, then, I gotta' run, hope to see ya' again"
His mighty carriage starts speeding up, and I hear the familiar whip sound on the horses. The rocks start flying out from under the wheels, and I begin to create a plan.
It only takes a couple of seconds for my working mind to make something up. I glance to my left, right, behind me. No one in sight. I begin sneaking behind the carriage, stepping in and out of the large road-holes gracefully. Closer and closer, the colorful carriage becomes, until I am right behind it. Trying to doge as many flying rocks as I can, I stab the back two tires deeply; I love that feeling of a piercing stab.
"Oye! What coulda' happened!" the trader yells, distraught.
Under the carriage, my slim body slips, and I get ready to attack. Blade out, forehead sweaty, hand shaking.
The trader bends over;
"O lordie, ma' carrIIIAAAA..............."
Silence is a virtue.
"These swords are my defense, I did the right thing" my head is telling me, as my body is churning with guilt.
Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate.
Minecraft Account Name:[Elf]Anglecake
How old are you?:14
Time-Zone:eastern
Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?:yes
What previous experience have you had in role-playing?:played alot of rpg servers and games
How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?:just found it on the forums
Link any applications that you have previously made for the server:
Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above):
Have you read the Elven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?:yes
Definitions
In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!:
Role-playing:acting in a scripted form
Meta-gaming:used to define any strategy
Power-emoting:forcing the result of one's actions onto anothers.
In-Character Information:
Complete the following biography on your character:
Full Name:Kercelia Evar
Current Age:18
Sub-race (if any):woodelf
Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):
My Mother and Father were killed in an orc raid,I was 12 when it happened.
My father was a farmer,a damn good one at that. Mother was a cook,she made the food for the village.
After they died,I had to survive on my own. I was the only servivor of the orc raid.
I met some people on my travels and made many friends. I grew up in the forest,the animals and me get along great.
I made weapons and tools for my survival. After my 18th birthday,I became a noble of the woodelf colany.
I traveled to Anthos and I begin my new journey here...
Ambitions for the Future:Become a great hunter of the forest and protect my Elf brothers.
Personality:Brave,Smart,Flirty,Friendly,Kind
Skills:Bow,Farming,Fishing,Mining
Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin):
Any other details you wish to share about your character:
Open-Response-Questions
Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point.
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1. As you walk through the deep forests you hear the sound of whispering and snickering. Upon inspection you realize that a group of older elves are mocking a small elven child. How do you react?
Answer:I defend the child and demand the elders say they're sorry.
2. Whilst wandering through the Elven forests you come across a frail old man with a walking stick. He collapses in front of you, falling to the ground with a sharp thud. Out of his pocket falls a small pouch of gold coins, which hits the ground and splits open spreading coins across the pathway. The man lies there, defenseless - what do you do?
Answer:Help the man to his feet and help him get his coins back.
3. Whilst traversing the Elven Woodlands, you come across a small clearing in which a colored carriage sits. A trader stands outside of it and calls you over, telling you of his wares. He points out that his carriage sells just about everything, and that he's willing for you to haggle for a price. What does your character do? (Please include:- item, haggling for prices and the discussion involved).
Answer:Tell the trader "I wish not to buy, I make my own tools and weapons. I'll be fine."