Out-Of-Character Details
Minecraft Account Name:Rukio13
How old are you?:15
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Central time zone, USA
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes, although I prefer to only use proper grammar when required.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:I've been roleplaying in various things and places for over 8 years.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:I cannot promise something that is infinite, I shall, however, promise to do my best. (I cannot promise I will not slip up, but I have read and understand the rules, and I agree to do my best to not break them.)
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:A friend
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? :Not yet Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Roleplaying is having a character you play as, react as, and base their decisions upon who they are, not how you would handle it, and taking nothing said in character as an insult/attack toward yourself.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:Using knowledge your character should not have as if they know of it. Example: Someone states that their character is female (gender is unknown in roleplay) ooc, it is metagaming for your character to know it is female.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:The act of controling the situation without letting the other person react, such as when killing them without their permission.
In your own words, define what Out of Character (OOC) is:Out of character is talk that is not in the roleplay, and not to be used as if it were.
In your own words, define what In Character (IC) is:In character is when you are 'roleplaying' or playing the part of your character. In-Character Details
Character Name:Wither
Character Race:Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:'Watch the flowers wither away as fall fades and the winter sets in.' Under a canopy of stars the young, pale human took her first gasps of living breath. It was the end of fall, the flowers were fading away, withering, the first snow threatening to settle itself upon the earth soon. Fragile as a flower, pale as the moon, she was born with red eyes instead of the normal eye color blue. Her screams and cries were constant, as constant as the sun, only to be calmed by the moon and silence of the night. Her mother, bitter at having lost her husband from a sickness before Wither was born, was unable to withstand the pressure of having a child who was constantly crying. Her mother would tie her up and bind her mouth closed to muffle the cries. Wither soon, with no ability to stretch her legs, withered as a flower would without the sun. Skin and bones, she no longer had the energy to cry or scream. Her mother finally decided to untie her, but Wither lacked enough muscle to stand or even to barely move by herself. Her mother, happy that her child no longer screamed, fed Wither little, in order to prevent her from having the strength to cry anymore. Desperate and starving for nourishment, Wither would sneak an extra piece of food here and there after meals, and within a few months the 9 year old child was soon able to stand, if only for a few moments by herself. At night, when her mother was asleep, Wither would step onto the cold floor of the small hut, and practice walking from one end to the other, back and forth, fascinated by the noises of the world outside. The hut lacked windows, and Wither had never seen the outside, besides the door. Several nights of walking back and forth, and she decided she would sooner brave the outside world, then endure her mother anymore. Hesitantly grabbing the door handle, she pulled it open, the full moon lighting her path as she slowly walked away from the small hut. She saw her first cow, grazing lazily in a small pasture, it gave a friendly "moo" when it saw her and walked toward the end of the fence. Terrified of the cow, she tried her best to get away as quickly as possible. The uneven ground and still weak muscles in her legs led her to fall, face first onto the dirt path. Hearing footsteps, she looked up and saw "Hawkes the Pale" ((Icelifreakx)) looking at her, as if confused. Terrified that she had stumbled across someone, she attempted to speak but could only manage an 'ah' as she tried to get up. The man helped her up, and she thanked him, her voice raw and uneven from lack of use.
Three years later, Wither still followed him, the vast deserts, the calm and peaceful snowy mountains, the serene woodlands, everything fascinated her. After having gotten her first wooden sword, she knew there was no tool that she would rather use, learning how to hunt and kill monsters from "Hawkes the Pale", she soon developed into a fairly good sword wielder, hunting down the monsters along side her adoptive 'father'. Her first kill had been an accident, thrilled with having received a sword, she went skipping off, full of joy. Not watching the woods around her, she walked right in front of a zombie, who turned and started to walk toward her. "no....nononono" She said, terrified. Swinging her sword wildly she started to panic, realizing her sword was now lodged into a tree, she pulled on it with all of her might to free it. She calmed herself, "I have to stay calm!" she aimed her next swing, her first hit was weak, and untimed. The zombie continued to walk toward her, and she swung again, and again, and again, till she realized she was covered in its blood and it was dead. She turned around upon hearing footsteps, "Hawkes the Pale" stood behind her and she said rather feebly "I was so scared! Yet....yet I killed it....I kill my first monster." She then smiled, so proud of herself, and decided from that day, she wanted to be a monster hunter. Throughout time, there have been those who have wanted to shed blood, and those who need to shed blood. Wither could be a content middle, craving to shed blood, and needing to shed it, as if it were like water, protecting the flower from wilting away and dying. The next few days were spent by Wither charging into battle with every monster she saw, happy to hunt them down for the words of encouragement and pats on the head from her father. She was saddened when a spider led to her wooden sword breaking, taking that to be an omen. She vowed to herself "I shall never hunt spiders again." and after getting a new sword, has never as of yet killed a spider. Instead, Wither enjoys watching the spiders from far away, secretly wondering why they are so feared.
What are your characters ambitions?:Wither wishes nothing more then to follow in her father's footsteps.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character?Her personality is not fully developed yet, due to her still being a child, so it will finish developing in roleplay, depending on how the world around her is, I hope that is acceptable. Open-Response-Questions Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short. Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?I walk into the city, bored and unimpressed, wishing I could go back out into the woodlands already. A dwarf stops me as I begin to walk past, looking at them I do my best to be polite and smile. "Hello, I am Wither...is there a reason you stopped me?" He looks at me like I am clueless, then begins to speak about the things he has for sale. I listen, occasionally nodding and then say "I'm sorry...I do hate to be rude but I must leave, I have someone expecting me. I'll be back soon, I promise!" Then I hurry down the street, worried that my friend has already left. You’re in the Cloud Sanctuary late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. The only present monk is fast asleep, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?As I rest on the grass, counting the stars one by one, a noise reaches my ears, arguing of some sort. I push myself up off the grass, dusting myself off and walk over to the noise. "H-hello? Why are you shouting at each other?" I look at them both, they seem to ignore me as they get in each others faces, still bickering. I tilt my head, slightly worried and confused as to what to do. The Orc raises his fist to strike the dwarf and I push the dwarf out of the orc's reach. "Violence is never the answer!" I say meekly, trying to sound brave. The dwarf takes the moment to leave, and the Orc follows after him, still yelling. I lower my head in defeat and go back to counting the stars. ]Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I smile as and old man walks past "Good morning! Where are you off to?" I ask, as he ignores me, as he passes me his stick breaks. "Are you okay?!" I ask, worried that he is injured, he sits where he fell and I go to find a new stick for him. When I return he is still there, gathering his minas. I offer him the stick and he mutters a "Thank you" I nod and skip down the road, happy to be helpful.
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: role-playing, blatantly is the act of taking on an alter-ego or different personality, or pertaining to a made-up personality. It is responding to a situation using a different role.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:I'm pretty sure meta-gaming is a very D&D thing to do. The best way I could explain it is sort of thinking outside the box using knowledge combined from in game and out of game information.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:( think I got it right this time), power emoting is typing actions that over exaggerate your abilities that give you an unfair advantage. What is generally accepted in role-playing is emoting that can add more detail into situations for example. *rolls eyes*
In-Character Details
Character Name:Aleulla Galaid
Character Race:Elven, High 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:
Aluella Gallaid’s parents were grateful for their only son’s healthy upbringing. Aluella is the heir of Manius Gallaid an old carpenter who refined elegant designs of structures in elven society. Manius has had a big impact on Aluella's passion for technique and detail as Aluella became his apprentice. However Aluella's mother Asweir ignited his passion for knowledge, as she read him stories of magic and enchantment as a child. His favourite story was of Iblees and the elf father Malin.
He enjoys detailing clothing, armour and weapons. The elegant elven style is the reason he takes pride in being a high elf.
Aluella is still young (in retrospect to other elves) however this does not impact on his mature attitude, he always respects his elders to the utmost. Though Aluella believes that he should get the same respect that he gives. His overall demeanour is usually kind and considerate.
Just like many other Mali'Aheral he has very strong beliefs in politics and elven lore. His weaknesses are that he can be controlling and can sometimes be very lazy, occasionally locking himself away for days at a time, reading and gaining knowledge.
He has short light brown/dark blond hair, which is kept well groomed. He favours the elven green and gold however he dislikes the robes that some elves wear due to comfort issues. He can be discerned by his height and passive nature.
Aluella is not an experienced fighter. He has never seen a fight in his life and does not like to battle often. His preferred solution would be to outwit the opponent, although he likes to think that he could hold his own in any fight. This overindulgence in self confidence can sometimes get him into trouble.
What are your characters ambitions?: Aluella's main goal is to gain more knowledge. Fascination by the ancient’s banishment of Iblees his ultimate dream is to learn magic used by ancients.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Nope.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? Try to pass by without looking at him, keep to myself. Why would I want to interact with him? what important things would he have to say? If he tries to talk to me though, I'll have to be polite, don't want him to think I'm a savage.
Dwarf: BEST SWORDS IN THE CITY, CANT GET ANY BETTER THAN THAT !
Aluella: Dwarf, you are a long way from Kal’Karik. you boast the best swords. May I view them?
Dwarf: take a look.
Aluella: Dwarf, these swords are perfect, if you want to slice cheese. They are made of cheap metal, will bend as soon as you strike.
Dwarf: I made these myself, how dare you!
Aluella: I meant not to offend Dwarf.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?I don't like violence. There are very few situations where fighting would be acceptable, this definitely isn't one of them. A dwarf in trouble. I don't see why i should help, however it is an orc. I hate orcs. The only plausible option is to talk the orc into its idiotic sense. As long as I keep it talking it will probably forget about what it was angry about. If it tries anything I might have to fight. Im not very good at hand to hand. Hopefully I have a knife stashed in my shoe.....
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?:
An old man, he might be wise. Wiser than me? no, probably not. but wise nonetheless.Maybe test his knowledge later. I will have to help him up. Perhaps if he is smart I could play audience to him. Help the man up and take him to where he needs to be, he might have some knowledge to share.
Minecraft Account Name: Kingpixels
How old are you?: 15
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern Time US
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: My first language was Spanish but I speak and write English very well.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: I have played on this server for around 5 months. I was told to re-apply by a GM.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I was at Minecon 2011 and signed up too!
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: I have applyed before and was accepted but it appears to have been deleted.
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!: Yes I have.
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: To play as a fictional character that you made up in a setting with other roleplayers.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: The act of knowing something that your RP character shouldn't know such as someones name.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: When someone emotes something that is unfair for example "Rick takes out Sword and Kills Bob" this is unfair since this gives Bob no chance. Now if Rick says "Rick takes out Sword and attempts to stab Bob" then this is not power-emoting and is perfectly fine.
In-Character Details
Character Name: WoodThorn
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: WoodThorn is a 120 Year old Wood Elf with pitch black dark hair and blue twinkling eyes. He is a archer by blood but a blacksmith at heart. He was born in the ancient sacred forests of he elves
where his mother was sacrificed to save his life. He had been born with his eyes closed and not crying. His mother and father both knew that one of them had to give their soul to him
if he is to survive. So his caring mother pleded to the gods and took her own life with a sharp wooden knife. But as soon as she died WoodThorn opened his eyes and started crying.
Since he was raised without a mother WoodThorn was tougher and more serious then most Elves. His father was strict and taught him how to be the best archer and told him
that to become sucessfull in life he had to aim high to the sky. The only thing his father did not want him to do was to work with metal as a blacksmith. It was WoodThorn's passion
to work metal into creations of armor and swords and to replenish them to a brand new state. But his father forbid him from working with metal. His father only believed in using wood as
the only true material for weapons. Darkthorn would sneak out of his treehouse and go to his own little hut he built in the forest. Where he practiced his skills
in metal work. When it became his time to become a true warrior his father gave him his bow and said "Son I always have loved you even though it might seem
as I have neglected you. I only wanted to the best for you. But always remember to aim high with that bow!" His fathers bow was enchanted by four forest druids at the same time
under a full moon. It could lite anything on fire just from a small scratch of it's arrows. When a conflict aroused from the nearby cementary WoodThorn jumped into action
along with the other warriors to see what was going on. His own father had tried to use dark magic to revive WoodThorn's dead mother. But sadly the dark magic overcame his body and turned
him into a monster. His demon like body grew large claws of wood as if it was a tree branch and attacked the young warriors. The young warriors fought but WoodThorn just colapsed in pain
from seeing his father this way. But when his father had taken the lives of all the young warriors. He looked upon his son and said "Join me son. I am one with the tree and the tree
is one with me." His father had became as solid as wood. WoodThorn wiped the tears from his face and stood up. He pulled out his fathers bow and quickly aimed it at his
father. His father swong his large claw at him but before he could strike he was halted by a blazing hot fire that had hit him in the heart. The arrow then spread the fire
along his wooden like body and he was engulfed in fire. WoodThorn knows he had done the right thing but he missed his father already. WoodThorn walked over to his mother's
rotting corpse in her wooden coffin and shed a tear on her. A few years later he became the leader of his now small village if only about 35 elves left. He was tired of the village
and wanted to explore the world. So he gather his gear and left off for adventure and glory.
What are your characters ambitions?: My character's ambitions are to become the best Blacksmith and Archer in the Relm.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: His favorite colors are green and black.
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? WoodThorn would gladly look through his goods to see anything of interest. Seeing as to how poor the dwarf is WoodThorn will happily buy anything from the dwarf whether he needs it or not. If the dwarf shows kindness to him then he surly will return it.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? WoodThorn looks at the Orc in disgust. WoodThorn would call out to the Orc and yell "Why not pick on someone your own size?" Of course
the Orc would pay his attention towards WoodThorn. WoodThorn would ready his bow for his first shot. Right when the Orc charges towards WoodThorn.
The Orc gets a flaming arrow through the leg and falls two feet short of WoodThorn. The Orc struggles to get back on his feet. WoodThorn extends a hand to pick the Orc up and says "You are the worst kind of coward. The one that cannot face his equal." WoodThorn pulls out a Iron dagger and hands it to the dwarf. "Do with him as you will, Dwarf".
WoodThorn then bows to the Dwarf and walks away into the distance.
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?: WoodThorn would feel sorry for the old man and take a stick out of his bag. He would go to the old man and help him back on his feet and give him a stick to walk with. The old man with a smile on is face would thank WoodThorn but would struggle to pick up his Minas. So WoodThorn would go to pick up each Mina and give it to the old man in a spare leather bag WoodThorn carries. He would then say goodbye and walk to Malinor.
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Out-Of-Character Details
Well when I'm out of character i am a fun loving caring and very considerate person, im nice to anybody whos nice to me. I also love making friends just meeting new people in general.
Minecraft Account Name: wwwarriors2002
How old are you?: Im 16 years old, born April 18th, 1996
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern Standard Time, United States
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes, considering i was born here.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Id like to say yes but not really. I only have done it one other time. This is why im signing up for your server because i loved RP when i did do it.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes i have, and yes i agree.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I was searching for a Role Playing server on random minecraft forums, and i came across this one.
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Roleplaying is when a person gets in touch with their imagination and creates some sort of action packed/fantasy strictly for their own entertainment purposes. Basically its when someone looses touch with reality for a determined amount of time.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: when your character knows something that he shouldn't know because he has not found it out in Rp, such as were a hidden treasure is or were a Hidden enemy is.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: were your character dose things which may be impossible to do, or dose a move leaving the other player no chance to fight back.
In-Character Details
Character Name: Ion
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:
Ion was born an orphan in the wonderful and beautiful elven land of Malimore, he never got a glimpse of his parents. Him being an orphan from the start had to develop skills to survive on his own. It is unknown to him whatever happened to his parents. Although Ion didn't have many friends as a young kid he did have an "older brother" not being related. His name was Onyx. He was the only person who ever cared for Ion. One day he was drafted and later Ion found out that he was killed. This devastated Ion he almost gave up till he remembered the kind words his older friend once said "Stand tall and be someone!" This gave Ion a new awakening and he pledged to help anyone in need of his services. From that day on he was as joyous as could be and he helped anyone that needed it. One day he seen an old women fall into the river, he rushed to save her. Almost not succeeding he glided and got her out just before she drowned. She thanked him and then he helped her home. They got to talking and she told him that he was much to young to be out on the street. She asked him his age. He replied he was only 13 and she said that he would be staying with her from now on. He agreed and that day they became family.
They lived in peace for over a year, he still helped people in need of little jobs and errands. She gave him a nice warm bed and food. They loved each other. He seen her as if she were to be his mother. One day he went out as if it was any other day. The older women yelled out to him to be careful and come home before nightfall. He went off into the distance, the older women did her daily errands like clean up and cook. She ran out of sugar so she had to go to the market. On her way to the market out of nowhere she was shot with an arrow. As she lied there waiting to die, Ion returned and rushed to see she was dying. With tears in his eyes she told him "Stand tall and be someone". She died shortly after that. Shortly after that they found her murder and he was sentenced to death. Ion in a state which seamed like he gave up on everything remember what she said right before she passed. "stand tall and be someone"? How did she know this saying? he wondered. He had never mentioned Onyx to her. He thought about it for days and even months. Then he decided that he was done feeling sorry for himself and he was gonna "STAND TALL AND BE SOMEONE" as Onyx and the old women once said. He vowed to keep them in his memory forever, and to be someone important and make a name for himself beyond Malimore! Maybe He would like to travel and see what other places have in store for him.
What are your characters ambitions?: My character wants to be someone and have his name known in this world!
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: No, i think i said all i can.
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? Hey there, yes you. May i take a look at your wares? Doesn't seem you has anything i could use. Here take this (Gives a good amount of money as a donation). The Dwarf is overjoyed because i donated some money. He then proceeds to tell me how he owes me his life because he has to support a family and how iv helped him buy giving him the money. I just let him know that its quite okay and im honored he sees it as that but i was just being a good person. then i take off saying Goodbye enjoy. walks off and goes back on my way to where i was going.
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? Runs over and yells at the dwarf to get behind me at first i try to calm the orc down. I tell him that we can sort out this mess and it will be fine. It doesnt seem to be working but im not giving up yet. I ask him why hes so mad and feels as if he should resort to violence? He doesnt listen at all it seems as if it went in one ear and out the other. I prepare myself to fight arming myself with my sword. He then runs off because he sees how well crafted my sword is and knows he would loose.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenseless man. What does your character do?: My character would walk over and help the old man up as it reminds him of his "mother" (the old women) on his feet then pick up all his coins for him and then help him to his destination as carefully as i could. The old man and i talk for a while until we reach his destination. i tell him my life story and about all the people iv cared about and them he tells me about what his life used to consist of. It was quiet amazing to hear all the stories he had to tell. He spoke of better times and younger lands it was so exciting. we reached his house and said our fairwells then i went on my way.Out-Of-Character Details
Well when I'm out of character i am a fun loving caring and very considerate person, im nice to anybody whos nice to me. I also love making friends just meeting new people in general.
Minecraft Account Name: wwwarriors2002
How old are you?: Im 16 years old, born April 18th, 1996
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern Standard Time, United States
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes, considering i was born here.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Id like to say yes but not really. I only have done it one other time. This is why im signing up for your server because i loved RP when i did do it.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes i have, and yes i agree.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I was searching for a Role Playing server on random minecraft forums, and i came across this one.
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Roleplaying is when a person gets in touch with their imagination and creates some sort of action packed/fantasy strictly for their own entertainment purposes. Basically its when someone looses touch with reality for a determined amount of time.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: when your character knows something that he shouldn't know because he has not found it out in Rp, such as were a hidden treasure is or were a Hidden enemy is.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: were your character dose things which may be impossible to do, or dose a move leaving the other player no chance to fight back.
In-Character Details
Character Name: Ion
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:
Ion was born an orphan in the wonderful and beautiful elven land of Malimore, he never got a glimpse of his parents. Him being an orphan from the start had to develop skills to survive on his own. It is unknown to him whatever happened to his parents. Although Ion didn't have many friends as a young kid he did have an "older brother" not being related. His name was Onyx. He was the only person who ever cared for Ion. One day he was drafted and later Ion found out that he was killed. This devastated Ion he almost gave up till he remembered the kind words his older friend once said "Stand tall and be someone!" This gave Ion a new awakening and he pledged to help anyone in need of his services. From that day on he was as joyous as could be and he helped anyone that needed it. One day he seen an old women fall into the river, he rushed to save her. Almost not succeeding he glided and got her out just before she drowned. She thanked him and then he helped her home. They got to talking and she told him that he was much to young to be out on the street. She asked him his age. He replied he was only 13 and she said that he would be staying with her from now on. He agreed and that day they became family.
They lived in peace for over a year, he still helped people in need of little jobs and errands. She gave him a nice warm bed and food. They loved each other. He seen her as if she were to be his mother. One day he went out as if it was any other day. The older women yelled out to him to be careful and come home before nightfall. He went off into the distance, the older women did her daily errands like clean up and cook. She ran out of sugar so she had to go to the market. On her way to the market out of nowhere she was shot with an arrow. As she lied there waiting to die, Ion returned and rushed to see she was dying. With tears in his eyes she told him "Stand tall and be someone". She died shortly after that. Shortly after that they found her murder and he was sentenced to death. Ion in a state which seamed like he gave up on everything remember what she said right before she passed. "stand tall and be someone"? How did she know this saying? he wondered. He had never mentioned Onyx to her. He thought about it for days and even months. Then he decided that he was done feeling sorry for himself and he was gonna "STAND TALL AND BE SOMEONE" as Onyx and the old women once said. He vowed to keep them in his memory forever, and to be someone important and make a name for himself beyond Malimore! Maybe He would like to travel and see what other places have in store for him.
What are your characters ambitions?: My character wants to be someone and have his name known in this world!
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: No, i think i said all i can.
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? Hey there, yes you. May i take a look at your wares? Doesn't seem you has anything i could use. Here take this (Gives a good amount of money as a donation). The Dwarf is overjoyed because i donated some money. He then proceeds to tell me how he owes me his life because he has to support a family and how iv helped him buy giving him the money. I just let him know that its quite okay and im honored he sees it as that but i was just being a good person. then i take off saying Goodbye enjoy. walks off and goes back on my way to where i was going.
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? Runs over and yells at the dwarf to get behind me at first i try to calm the orc down. I tell him that we can sort out this mess and it will be fine. It doesnt seem to be working but im not giving up yet. I ask him why hes so mad and feels as if he should resort to violence? He doesnt listen at all it seems as if it went in one ear and out the other. I prepare myself to fight arming myself with my sword. He then runs off because he sees how well crafted my sword is and knows he would loose.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenseless man. What does your character do?: My character would walk over and help the old man up as it reminds him of his "mother" (the old women) on his feet then pick up all his coins for him and then help him to his destination as carefully as i could. The old man and i talk for a while until we reach his destination. i tell him my life story and about all the people iv cared about and them he tells me about what his life used to consist of. It was quiet amazing to hear all the stories he had to tell. He spoke of better times and younger lands it was so exciting. we reached his house and said our fairwells then i went on my way.
Minecraft Account Name: Kingpixels
How old are you?: 15
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern Time US
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: My first language was Spanish but I speak and write English very well.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: I have played on this server for around 5 months. I was told to re-apply by a GM.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I was at Minecon 2011 and signed up too!
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: I have applyed before and was accepted but it appears to have been deleted.
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!: Yes I have.
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: To play as a fictional character that you made up in a setting with other roleplayers.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: The act of knowing something that your RP character shouldn't know such as someones name.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: When someone emotes something that is unfair for example "Rick takes out Sword and Kills Bob" this is unfair since this gives Bob no chance. Now if Rick says "Rick takes out Sword and attempts to stab Bob" then this is not power-emoting and is perfectly fine.
In-Character Details
Character Name: WoodThorn
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: WoodThorn is a 120 Year old Wood Elf with pitch black dark hair and blue twinkling eyes. He is a archer by blood but a blacksmith at heart. He was born in the great capital of Laurelin
where his mother was sacrificed to save his life. He had been born with his eyes closed and not crying. His mother and father both knew that one of them had to give their soul to him
if he is to survive. So his caring mother pleded to the gods and took her own life with a sharp golden knife. But as soon as she died WoodThorn opened his eyes and started crying.
Since he was raised without a mother WoodThorn was tougher and more serious then most Elves. His father was strict and taught him how to be the best archer and told him
that to become sucessfull in life he had to aim high to the sky. The only thing his father did not want him to do was to work with metal as a blacksmith. It was WoodThorn's passion
to work metal into creations of armor and swords and to replenish them to a brand new state. But his father forbid him from working with metal. His father only believed in using wood as
the only true material for weapons. WoodThorn would sneak out of his treehouse and go to his own little hut he built in the forest. Where he practiced his skills
in metal work. When it became his time to become a true warrior his father gave him his bow and said "Son I always have loved you even though it might seem
as I have neglected you. I only wanted to the best for you. But always remember to aim high with that bow!" His fathers bow was enchanted by four forest druids at the same time
under a full moon. It could lite anything on fire just from a small scratch of it's arrows. When a conflict aroused from the nearby cementary WoodThorn jumped into action
along with the other warriors to see what was going on. His own father had tried to use dark magic to revive WoodThorn's dead mother. But sadly the dark magic overcame his body and turned
him into a monster. His demon like body grew large claws of wood as if it was a tree branch and attacked the young warriors. The young warriors fought but WoodThorn just colapsed in pain
from seeing his father this way. But when his father had taken the lives of all the young warriors. He looked upon his son and said "Join me son. I am one with the tree and the tree
is one with me." His father had became as solid as wood. WoodThorn wiped the tears from his face and stood up. He pulled out his fathers bow and quickly aimed it at his
father. His father swong his large claw at him but before he could strike he was halted by a blazing hot fire that had hit him in the heart. The arrow then spread the fire
along his wooden like body and he was engulfed in fire. WoodThorn knows he had done the right thing but he missed his father already. WoodThorn walked over to his mother's
rotting corpse in her wooden coffin and shed a tear on her. A few years later he had a nice home in the forest right off The Elder Tree City of Normandor. He was tired of living alone in a forest
and wanted to explore the world. So he gather his gear and left in hopes to full-fill his passion of blacksmithing.
What are your characters ambitions?: My character's ambitions are to become the best Blacksmith and Archer in the Relm.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: His favorite colors are green and black.
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? WoodThorn would gladly look through his goods to see anything of interest. Seeing as to how poor the dwarf is WoodThorn will happily buy anything from the dwarf whether he needs it or not. If the dwarf shows kindness to him then he surly will return it.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? WoodThorn looks at the Orc in disgust. WoodThorn would call out to the Orc and yell "Why not pick on someone your own size?" Of course
the Orc would pay his attention towards WoodThorn. WoodThorn would ready his bow for his first shot. Right when the Orc charges towards WoodThorn.
The Orc gets a flaming arrow through the leg and falls two feet short of WoodThorn. The Orc takes out the arrow from his leg like it was a toothpick and gets back on his feet with a aggressive look on his face. The Orc then swings his mighty mace nearly hitting WoodThorn. WoodThorn yells out to the dwarf "If we work like a team we can defeat him!" the dwarf nods back and picks up his hammer. The Orc looks at both WoodThorn and the dwarf and gives out a deafening war cry, he then charges at the dwarf. WoodThorn loads his bow and shoots at the Orc's hand just in time to save the Dwarf from getting his skull broken open. The dwarf then takes his hammer and smashes the Orc's foot. The Orc stumbles and falls down. Before the Orc can pull out the arrow from his hand or tend to his broken foot, WoodThorn shoots three more arrows at the Orc rendering him DEAD. WoodThorn is very tired from this battle and quickly bows to the Dwarf that in return thanks him for saving his beard. And off goes WoodThorn to his next encounter.
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?: WoodThorn would feel sorry for the old man and take a stick out of his bag. He would go to the old man and help him back on his feet and give him a stick to walk with. The old man with a smile on is face would thank WoodThorn but would struggle to pick up his Minas. So WoodThorn would go to pick up each Mina and give it to the old man in a spare leather bag WoodThorn carries. He would then say goodbye and walk to Malinor.
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Minecraft Account Name: Pieguy7315
How old are you?: 12 turning 13 in 4 days.
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: GMT-5
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes i do.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes such as GTA SA-MP and WoW RP.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes i did.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: My brother plays Raziel_Dunmer
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Roleplay [RP] to act out as someone in game of who you are NOT IRL.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Meta-Gaming [MG] to use OOC information IC'ly.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power-Emoting [PE] to do an action without the other persons response such as *kills you.
In-Character Details
Character Name: Amra Deryth
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: Amera was a nice charming and pretty girl from the outskirts of Asulon, her father died of an Orc raid when she was 8. She still lived with her mother in that small-sized tree of her home. Amera had a great interst with natures, she could calm bees and talk to squirrels. Her mom taught her those small things. Amra was 14 when she was invited into the college of druidism it was a long travel from Asulon but she made it "Ahhhh, what a nice breeze today" she said, marveling at the big tree known as the College of Druidism.
Amera studied tons and tons of plant-life, Nature, animals and a good amount of magic as well, she was happy, she was at home, she was where she wanted to be. She lived in a very tall tree with her other students, they didn't mind her she didn't mind them, they didn't do as good as her though. She left the college after 4 years of studying. She was 18, she found a little cave, she thought "Perfect" she entered and light it up a little and putted some mushrooms and flowers to grow in the inside, she hung up vines on the outside at night so no un-wanted guests can find the cave. This was the place where she studied tons more than the college she expanded her mind and opened it to the life around her, she was happy.
What are your characters ambitions?: Amera's goals were to succed in finding out a great deal of life around her.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:http://imageshack.us...20928133639.png
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: No.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? "Oh hello sir, what do you got 'ere?" "Er' only de' finest of de' finest, Food, Tunics, some weapons" the dwarf replied. Amera peers out the goods for some time before picking up some red-spotted mushrooms. "How much for this?" Amera asks in total eagerness. "That der' be 5 minas". Amera peers at the mushroom for a while. "Deal" Amera and the dwarf shook hands exchanging the items.
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? "Hello my short and green fellow, erm whats going on?" Amera asks in a tone as if she knows. "De' tiny dwaf' been' a wil' to' cocky!" replies the orc, voice as high as a screaming bird in the morning. "well, can i ask you to stop bothering him?" "NO-ONE TELLS AN EREK'WA' TO DO!" the orcs voice sound extremely agitated. "Well i'm sorry but please, stop bothering him." said Amera impatiently, the orc goes in to punch Amera, swiftly and silently ducking from the almost hitting blow. Amera stays ducked - closing her eyes and speaking under her breath silently. The orc went quiet - his mouth has been sealed by a vine around his jaw. "I didn't want to do that." said Amera. Amera kneels down till she is eye-to-eye with the dwarf "You can go home now, sorry for the trouble." "Thank 'ye." says the dwarf bowing to the lady.
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?: "Oh sir, 'ere let me help you!" Amera looks at the near-by woods running tword it, Amera picks a stout stick from the tree - running back to the man "Here you go please except it." Amera said holding out the stick with one hand the other helping the man up. "Thank you SO much young one, this will not be forgotten." Amera kneels down dumping the falling minas into the bag and handing it to the old man "Have a nice day". The man walks away happily and joyfully.
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:You are a character and you can make choices to effect your happiness,Rank and If you are good or evil In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:Knowing something that You havent learned in the roleplay, And using that to your power. In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:You do a emote like attacking someone, and dont give them a chance back because you defeated them or something.
In-Character Details
Character Name:Will Mathewson Character Race:Human Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:Wills father was a soldier loyal to the king, who died in battle. His mother died 5 years later, so Will had to make himself a home and survive, as his home was set on fire. he made tiny shelter and a Basic spear where he had tied a sharp rock to a stick with some twine, and he continued on to kill a pig, and grab some berry. about a month later, he was picking berrys, when a wolf attacked him as he was near its pups, He got a scar on his eye from it, but killed it with a spear. the scar healed slightly, and he went back to his new shelter. there was a skeleton who came in the knight and banged against his wall, and it got in, so he had to kill it. he survived for 7 years, until a passing man found him and he told him of the human captial, so he traveled with the merchant until they reached there. he got a job as a archer apprentice, and so he now is 15, and is now ready to venture, or settle down. This is where his story TRULY starts.
What are your characters ambitions?:To become a archer, retire, and have a wife and kids. Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/327268/grey/ link, as i don't have any screenshots. Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: Will is about 5'2
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? Will stares a moment, and lifts a small dagger staring at its engravings, and asks how much its worth. The dwarf eyes it and Tells him its two gold. Will sighs, and he fishes around in his pocket, porducing 2 gold coins, about 1/3 of his money. I give the dwarf the money, my eyes looking sadly at the money, and i take the dagger, eying its beauty. I walk off, Going to do my buisness.I later found out that its a iron dagger engraved with one rune, Sharpness mark two.
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? Will stares, and realizes the orc is too powerful, but he trys anyway. He calmly asks the orc to stop, but the orc just hits him in the chest, and will falls to the ground. he eyes his bow, and takes it out knocking a arrow,and firingi t at the orc. the orc growls angrily and punches me in the face 3 times, but the dwarf gets away. Still, he gets 3 bruises, and a black eye. The orc growls at him, punchs him in the face three more times, and walks away in search if the dwarf.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:I think a moment, and pick up all the coins and put them in the bag.I produce a special walking cane from my backback that I inherited from my father, who inherited it from his father, and give it to the old man, and tell him he needs it more than I, and I dont even have use of it. so the old man walks away, smiling and waving, and walking along on his new cane
- Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Adelaide, South Australia
- Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?:Yes
- Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:
- How much time could you be on the server weekly?:saturday and sunday
- How long have you played minecraft?:Since 2011
- What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?:i have been doing if for several years in the form of age of mythology and warcraft 2, but also more recently WOW
- What do you expect this server will be like?:an enjoyable rollplay server with plenty of things to explore and do
- What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?:i have been on to many to list them all but the main reason i have left them is they have been really bad or laggy
- Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: yes
- Name the 4 races on this server: Dwarves, Humans, Elves, Orcs, Mori'Quessir and Kharajyr
- How did you hear about us?:I was looking for good servers and came across this one
- Did you vote?:
- What was your favourite Law?:No greifing
- What was your least favourite Law?:dont have one
- What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name?Elzash
In-Character:
- Character Name:Elzash
- What is your Race?:Human/Elf
- Lordofthecraft.net/forum, forum account:
- Biography:Elzash was abandoned by his parents at birth and was found by an elven hunter called El'lirian whilst she was out hunting and took it upon herself to look after him and act as his adopted mother. As he grew up Elzash learned the ways of hunting from his adopted mother and also learned how to build hides and shelters from the environment around him. he is now 18 and is getting ready to leave the home that they share to go off and work and to find his way in the world, but also learn about the human world that he knows so little about.
- Character Age:18
- Character Appearance:.
- Character Personality:very sad most of the time because of his loss of his true parents but is always happy around his adopted mother.
- Your ambitions:.
- Can your character read or write?:Yes he can do both
- Can your character mine?:No
- Are you a capable builder?Yes
- Can you wield a sword?:Yes
- Enjoy Farming?:No
- Does your character have any special skills?:Sprint fast stealth and very good with a bow
Minecraft Account Name:Elzash
How old are you?:12
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Adelaide, South Australia
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:i have been doing if for several years in the form of age of mythology and warcraft 2, but also more recently WOW
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?::I was looking for good servers and came across this one
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:A roleplaying game is a game in which players assume the roles of characters in a fictional setting. Players take responsibility for acting out these roles within a narrative, either through literal acting, or through a process of structured decision-making or character development. Actions taken within many games succeed or fail according to a formal system of rules and guidelines.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:meta gaming is using real life to controll the game in which you are playing
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:power emoting is saying stuff in the in character chat that causes other people to be effected and they have no way of stopping it like, Sean emotes "Sean casts a spell that causes the world to end, killing everyone!!!!"
In-Character Details
Character Name:Elzash
Character Race:Human/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:Elzash was abandoned by his parents at birth and was found by an elven hunter called El'lirian whilst she was out hunting and took it upon herself to look after him and act as his adopted mother. As he grew up Elzash learned the ways of hunting from his adopted mother and also learned how to build hides and shelters from the environment around him. he is now 18 and is getting ready to leave the home that they share to go off and work and to find his way in the world, but also learn about the human world that he knows so little about.
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?he looks through his wares and finds some well made leather armour that he then buys.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?he walks over to the ork and the dwarve and tells the ork to back off, the ork then gets angry at him and he tells the dwarve to run away then whilst the ork chases him around he climbs a tree and escapes, going from tree to tree untill he loses the ork.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:he helps him get up and collect his coins then give them back to him then finds a suitible branch nearby to serve as a replacement walking stick.
Out-Of-Character Details
Minecraft Account Name:Elzash
How old are you?:12
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Adelaide, South Australia
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:i have been doing if for several years in the form of age of mythology and warcraft 2, but also more recently WOW
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?::I was looking for good servers and came across this one
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:A roleplaying game is a game in which players assume the roles of characters in a fictional setting. Players take responsibility for acting out these roles within a narrative, either through literal acting, or through a process of structured decision-making or character development. Actions taken within many games succeed or fail according to a formal system of rules and guidelines.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:meta gaming is using real life to controll the game in which you are playing
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:power emoting is saying stuff in the in character chat that causes other people to be effected and they have no way of stopping it like, Sean emotes "Sean casts a spell that causes the world to end, killing everyone!!!!"
In-Character Details
Character Name:Elzash
Character Race:Human/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:Elzash was abandoned by his parents at birth and was found by an elven hunter called El'lirian whilst she was out hunting and took it upon herself to look after him and act as his adopted mother. As he grew up Elzash learned the ways of hunting from his adopted mother and also learned how to build hides and shelters from the environment around him. he is now 18 and is getting ready to leave the home that they share to go off and work and to find his way in the world, but also learn about the human world that he knows so little about.
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?he looks through his wares and finds some well made leather armour that he then buys.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?he walks over to the ork and the dwarve and tells the ork to back off, the ork then gets angry at him and he tells the dwarve to run away then whilst the ork chases him around he climbs a tree and escapes, going from tree to tree untill he loses the ork.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:he helps him get up and collect his coins then give them back to him then finds a suitible branch nearby to serve as a replacement walking stick.
How old are you?:14 Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Australia GMT+10 Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes, i am in advanced english in high school Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:yes i have played wow for man years now 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 internet for minecraft rp servers and i came across this one Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: Have you posted this application on MinecraftForum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: The act of playing a fictional character interacting in a fictional world and playing it like it is real life
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Information gained out of character which the character shouldnt know about for example- Making gunpowder in the dark ages In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power emoting is when a character makes an emote in which another character cant prevent it or respond to it, for example- John blows up billy with a grenade
In-Character Details
Character Name:Balin Ironhammer
Character Race:Dwarf Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: Balin was raised by his father and brothers, they taught him in the ways of blacksmithing and mining. Balin had a love for these 2 things and was constantly underground searching for minerals he could craft into armour or tools. Balin is blond headed dawrf with tanned skin and a long scraggly beard, he has a solid build and he has deep blue eyes.
Balin and the other Ironhammers moved to Mount Ire to try escape the death of Balin's mum, who was killed by a pack of wolves, Balin is now 21 and he has moved away from his family and is trying to make a name for himself as a master miner and blacksmith, he is also still haunted by the death of his mother, He is trying to run away from the past and start a fresh new life.
What are your characters ambitions?: To become a master miner and blacksmith Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:He loves drinking ale and eating beef jerking and salted pork.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I see the dwarf shopkeeper from under the cowl of my cloak, and I see me, a person haunted by there past who is trying to make a fresh new start. I walk over to the dwarf, his eyes light when he sees me striding towards his shop. "Pickaxes , shovels, swords you name I got it" he tells me. The desperation in his eyes as I try to decide if I will buy something, " I'll take that pickaxe and hammer" I tell him. He smiles and a huge weight is lifted from his shoulders, i pay him and he gives me my goods.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I see the orc threatening a fellow dwarf, i have to act now or violence will surely erupt. I walk over to the orc and tap him on the shoulder "who the hell are you and what do you want" the orc grunts at me, "please leave that man alone" i say sternly, the orc pushes the dwarf to the ground "make me" the orc screams in my face, anger erupting throughout his face. I throw 10 Minas at the orcs feet and told him to leave the man alone. the orc accepts the money and walks away.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:I see the old man fall over and I hear the clang of metal as a bag of Minas falls to the ground. I quickly rush over to the man to see I could help him, I see the bag of Minas on the ground just sitting there waiting to be taken, I go to pick up the bag but i pull back and go help the man. I head into the nearby forest and i find some sticks, i lash the sticks together and make a suitable walking stick for the man. The man thanks me and he hobbles away down the road.
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:
Role-playing is when you act as your designated persona as he/she would in accordance to the world around him/her.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:
Meta-gaming is the act of using information outside of your designated persona's knowledge to his/her advantage.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:
Power-emoting is using the emote function to act in such a way that the other role-player/s are unable to respond to the action/s.
In-Character Details
Character Name:
Juno (no last name)
Character Race:
Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
Juno was never a people person. Ever since his parents had left him and his sister to live with their aunt in Al'Khazar, he had kept to himself. Their mother and father had fallen into debt, and decided to protect their children by distancing themselves from them. Juno didn't really care for the reason they did so, nor for their absence from his life. The only thing he seemed to have interest in was the well-being of his younger sister, Jovia. She was the polar opposite of Juno, always cheerful and outgoing, despite her weak body. Juno was willing to put up with other people in order to take care of his beloved sister. Without her habits of going outside to paint scenery and chase animals, he probably wouldn't have left the house at all.
Years passed. Jovia's body had become much too weak to walk on her own. Even though the locals never talked to Juno much, they admired his dedication to carrying his sister around where she wanted to go. He had grown to be fit and healthy, mostly thanks to his frequent outdoor trips with her. He was even starting to come out of his shell, little by little, engaging in small talk from time to time. It was not long after that she became too unwell to leave the house. Despite that, she retained her cheery disposition, and Juno did everything he could to make her feel better.
Unfortunately, things only got worse from there on. The undead were attacking the city, and everyone knew it was only a matter of time before it fell to the blight. Juno and Jovia were among the last to leave the city in search of refuge, joining those that were headed for Winterfell. Jovia's frail physique was badly affected by the harsh weather, no matter what Juno did to ease the pain and cold. Its severity was such that at one point of the journey she could not be moved from the encampment without suffering an incredible amount of pain. The refugees knew that she was slowing them down considerably, and made the painful decision to leave her behind at the encampment. Juno did not, instead choosing to stay with her.
The refugees left them some provisions, and went along their way. Her health steadily worsened, and Juno found it difficult to keep her alive, let alone comfortable. Repeatedly, she had asked him to leave her behind, and each time he had stood his ground. The provisions lasted them an agonizing week, owing to the fact that he hunted his own meals and gave the supplies to her. Both of them knew their options were limited.
It was then Jovia finally asked Juno to end her misery. She explained that all those times they've spent together outside, she did it to help him see how beautiful the world was. She had showed him nature, showed him art, shown him people. She had helped him just as much as he had helped her. She wanted him to live his own life, one where he was his own centre, not her. She wanted him to move on and leave her behind, but end her suffering before he did so. As hard as he opposed it, she was just as adamant, and he eventually gave in. Using the blade he had used to hunt, he beheaded her, as quickly and as painlessly as he knew how. He felt that she at least deserved a proper burial, and decided to take her corpse with him.
The journey to Winterfell was a long and painful journey, suffering from the cold and hunger. Halfway through the journey, he started to notice the symptoms of Grish, most probably contracted from his poorly-cooked meals. Visions of his now deceased sister came back to haunt him, especially the gruesome moment of her death. With both his physical, mental and emotional state strained beyond their limits, he finally collapsed, unable and unwilling to go on.
He awoke some time later to find himself in bed, being treated by a monk in Winterfell. By luck, or perhaps fate, he had lost consciousness not too far from the outpost, and was found by patrolling guards. He learnt that he had been out for a few days now, and he was fortunate that his Grish infection wasn't serious and was treated early. His hands had taken the worst damage, as those were the places that he could easily reach when the itching began. His eyesight didn't suffer too much, but were now much more sensitive to light.
After a month or two in rehabilitation, he regained his strength and began to help out in Winterfell. He tried to sign up for guard duty, but found himself unable to pick up a sword. Every time a blade was revealed to him, he suffered from a minor psychological breakdown. He distanced himself from the soldiers, and assisted the monk that helped him with his duties in the Reformed Church. He picked up some hand-to-hand combat techniques from the guards who were willing to teach him, and found out that he had a natural talent for it. Maybe it was the harsh conditioning he went through to get such a strong body, or maybe it was the fact that his hands no longer felt pain due to the Grish.
Just as things felt like they were returning to normal, the undead attacked Winterfell. Juno fought his hardest to protect the town, but the human forces were pushed back and forced to flee. As he and the others escaped the city, he thought about Jovia who was buried there, and what the undead might do with her corpse. He considered going back for her, but the monk who treated him stopped him from doing so. The town fell to the undead, and along with it, his sister.
Juno followed the monk and the Reformed Church until Alras, where he decided to part ways. He headed for Arethor, with the prospect of a new life ahead of him. Throughout the journey, up until the present, he has been hearing the voice of his sister calling for him. Is it just schizophrenia caused by his previous Grish infection, or something much more sinister?
What are your characters ambitions?:
He wants to put his past behind him and start anew. Easier said than done.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Juno wears a hood over his face because of his sensitivity to light. His arms are bandaged up, hiding the scars and blisters from the Grish infection. He's a lukewarm believer of the Reformed Church. He always uses his fists in combat, and is able to control his psychological breakdowns at the sight of a sword or blade to a certain extent. He makes it his personal mission to kill any undead he sees and give them a proper burial. The voice of his sister continuously echoes within his mind, but he is trying to ignore it. Slowly, but surely, the voice is pushing him over the edge. He has no preference of food, and is fine with eating anything, raw or cooked, since his taste buds aren't working properly. His goal in life may seem to be to live his life to the fullest in accordance to his sister's wishes, but secretly he is searching for a way to bring her back to life, and is willing to do anything to achieve it, if the opportunity presents itself. He has taken up painting to remember his sister by. He still prefers to hang out by himself, but does not turn down company. Minas is of little value to him, and keeps just enough to get by.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?
I walk up to the store, drawn by the dwarf's loud, almost desperate calls. I scan the shelves, unsure of what I'm actually planning to do. I don't have Minas to spare, neither have I any interest in his wares. I guess I feel empathetic, seeing as he and I are quite alike, trying to set up a new life. I scratch my chin, thinking about what my sister would do in this situation. Sighing, I walk back home and search for my pickaxe. I've had some experience at the mines in Winterfell, so it shouldn't be much of a problem to round up some ores. The dwarf's gonna have a surprise tomorrow when he goes to open the shop.
You’re in the Cloud Sanctuary late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. The only present monk is fast asleep, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?
Orcs. Although my hand-to-hand skills are my pride, I doubt I'll be able to face an orc in unarmed combat. Waking the monk would be a good idea, but can the dwarf wait till then? Which side is on the right side anyway, I wonder? Well, I'll have to do SOMETHING before things get out of hand. I walk up in between them and keep them at arm's length. "Now, what seems to be the problem?" I ask the orc. At that point all I can really do is hope the orc is in a talking mood and that I don't get a face full of fist. Even if it comes to that, at least the dwarf can get away. I've been in worse situations, anyway... have I?
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:
I instinctively take the man by the arm and help him up. I'm surprised at how effortlessly I do it, too. Once upon a time, I couldn't even look at anyone in the eyes save for my sister. I suppose her character HAS rubbed off me over the years. I bend over and help him pick up his Minas, and return to him every one. I've never really cared much for money, anyway. What good did it do me when I was stuck in that encampment? Besides, my sister will probably kill me if I tried to do anything funny with this guy. I best respect her wishes. She'd probably walk this old man home if she were here, too, so I'll offer to see him home safely. Guess I'll be going back late tonight.
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:
Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:
Ive been on a some roleplaying minecraft servers
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:
Yes I have and i do agree
How did you hear about theLord of theCraft?:
My friend rackemwillie showed me it
Link any previous applications you have made to theLord of theCraft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:
Pretending to be another person or thing that you are not.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:
Using knowledge that you character would not know at the time.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:
Using emotes in a way that others characters cannot reply or retaliate.
In-Character Details
Character Name:
Jarlus
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:
Jarlus was an outgoing person from a young age. He didnt look much like an elf, more like a human with browne hair and a beard with blue eyes.His parents are moderatly rich from his dads succesful mining a tree cutting company. His dad taught him how to cut down trees and trade so now Jarlus wants to be a wandering tradesman.
Jarlus learnt how to mine and craft basic tools from his father and plans to use these skills to start his trading empire. Jarlus is only 24 years old but has already learnt the virtue of patience and has saved up money and items for his trading adventure. He is greedy at times but has a good heart. Although he does not have any brothers or sisters, Jarlus was not spoilt and was taught to earn his own way in life.He was fascinated by the idea that, through trading, you could buy things for a low price and sell it again for a higher pirce
What are your characters ambitions?:
To become rich as a nomadic merchant.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Jarlus likes the challenge of earning his own fortune and didnt accept any Minas from his parents when he moved out. When travelling, he walks on open pathways in hope of finding people interesting in buying items, but he carries a bow to ward off creatures and to hunt animals.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. the shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?
I walk into the city of Arethor for the first time and see a poor dwarf trying to sell me wares at ridiculously low prices. Scanning the stall I see some ores I take interest in. I talk to the dwarf about a price and dont accept his low prices, i buy him at a bit more then the average price.
You’re in the Cloud Sanctuary late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. the only present monk is fast asleep, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?
The orc is only a moderate distance away from me, i could easily kill him with my bow, but then i think, i dont know what is happening in this situation. I intervene and the dwarf tells me that he owes the orc alot of money. I cant afford to pay the money for the dwarf so i help him escape by threatening the orc with my bow. The orc realises that he cant get to the dwarf without me shooting him so he walks away in rage.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:
The money spills onto the ground and i stare at it lustfully. My mind is in turmoil, take it, or dont take it? In the end good wins over and I help the old man up. I un-string my bow and offer it to him as a walking stick. He takes and I walk him home to keep him safe and to retake my bow when he is done with it. When i get to his home, the old man gives me some of the money, i cant resist and even though i know he has probably been saving it all his life, i take some of it.
Definitions:
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Roleplaying is when you play as a character in an anime
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: I don't know
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: I don't know
In-Character Details:
Character Name: Angel Darkwing
Character Race: Dark Elf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: Angel Darkwing is a dark elf who was once a great wood elf. But then, his town was attacked by dark elfs who knew greater magc then any elder Angel ever knew. Angel ran but the one dark elf found him and captured him. They turned him into a dark elf that wears nothing but a black rouge robe. His personality is still kind and caring but when around other dark elfs, he acts evil. Angel is 26 years old and plans on killing the dark elf king one day.
What are your characters ambitions?: Angel Darkwing's ambitions is killing the dark elf king for killing his family and detroying his hometown.
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: My character is probably the best one I have ever thought of.
Open-Response-Questions:
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?: I would ask him how he is doing, what he is doing in a human city, and help him in anyway possible. I would make him a home if needed. The dwarf wouldn't need to be in a human city selling goods if he was in good health and good clothing.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?: I would run up to the orc and tell to leave the dwarf alone. If the orc doesn't stop I will equip my sword and hurt him tell he runs. I would ask the dwarf if he is ok and if he is, I would be on my way, but if he is not I would help him, unless there are other dark elfs around.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenseless man. What does your character do?: If it is just me in the wilderness with the man, I would help him up and help him pick up his Minas. I would make him a new walking stick and ask if he is alright. If I'm in the woods with other dark elfs I would take the Minas and leave the man.
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Minecraft Account Name: bob63721
How old are you?: 12
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:england west yorkshire
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: yes i love roleplaying on anything
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:yes i agree and understand the rules
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: A friend
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: None
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: You make up a character and act out as if you are that character.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: useing OOC info incharacter
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: emoting anything that has no chance that has the other player has no chnage to retaliate against.
In-Character Details
Character Name: Draton
Character Race: Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
Drayton as a young boy was happy and helped his father hunt animals, but that all changed when the Bandit's pillaged his small town. He was captured during the process and was forced to live as a slave as the years went on and the bandits trusted him more and more One of them asked him to go on a hunting trip with him he escaped with a very big strugle and whent to the first town he could find he worked with the guards. When the captain said one night that a group of scouts had seen
a hude bandit camp the captain said only the best of the guards would go and that drayton would lead them The day finnaly came and they marched out to the camp there was many bandits, they had build a wooden wall and the base was like a small wooden fort they had planety of bow men and more then enough arrows. They broke down the gate with shear force and charged in for the kill as drayton was fighting he saw the leader in armour but not like any other of the bandits armour, armour
from a true blacksmith's hammer he seazed the moment for the best change of armour, but the leader had a trick up his sleave up cast a spell and everything went blury all he felt was pain after the noise some of the guards rushed in to see drayton on the floor the guard's instantly kileld the leader and carryed drayton back to him home town. The best healers worked there magic. Drayton took everyday as a blessing to be alive and always looked befor he went charging into battle.
Drayton is a human with black hair and blue eyes, He also has a scar on his neck from which magic has worked its corse
He is a muscular man and is always friendly he has a short nose and small ears his hair style is ruffled and is teeth are well kept
he likes to go in the traianging hall and help young men who want to become soldier's he is a very cheerfull man but you shouldn't
get on the wrong side of him when he likes to drink.
What are your characters ambitions?: To become general of a great royal army
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/345754/jungle-knight/
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: No
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I would go up to the dwarf and see what he has for sale if he has nothing i would give him a few minas and see if he needed anything else.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I would see what the problem was if the orc is just picking on the dwarf then i would tell him to go away. If the orc is just a bandit scaring a dwarf then i would try my best to keep everyone happy without disobaying any law's.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I would help the man up and collect the minas, i would give them to him and maby for helping him He might give me a few.
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Minecraft Account Name:
Re_addled
How old are you?:
16, I’ll be turning seventeen in November.
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:
Eastern Standard Time. United States of America,
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:
Yes, my grammar skills are efficient. I have been studying English composition for over four years now to; hopefully, improve my writing skills so that I will might be able to become a novelist.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:
Yes, I have been a part of two other role-play servers however, they weren’t as…intense as this server.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:
Yes, I have. I have reviewed the rules and plan to review it in the future if I have any questions or uncertainties.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:
I heard about this server from my friend who I have played with on another roleplay server. He told me that this server was a hardcore RP server which was something I had been looking for a while. He gave me a few links to the lore (mostly races and history) and I was instantly interested.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:
Role-play is the act of becoming an imaginary character that you make real by personifying and acting out their created personality, behaviors and thoughts as they would; Role-play is best done when the person acts as their character would solely, without the restraint of their personal feelings.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:
Metagaming is, to the most of my knowledge, using information in role-play that you usually would not have. An example would be using information gained on the forums or said in OOC to aid yourself in the future while roleplaying.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:
Power emoting is when someone makes their character irrationally strong or powerful. This can be in essentially every sense: a person who is smarter than everyone else, more politically powerful. I see power emoting as someone who role-plays and makes their character the “best” at something without giving themselves the possibility of being defeated.
In-Character Details
Character Name: Lorei
Character Race: Kharajyr
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:
Lorei is a young Kha’ Cheetrah. She is curious by nature and an eager learner. However, she fears making mistakes and shaming her associates and fellow Kharajyrs (strangers and non-Kharajyrs are ignored for the most part). As a kitten, Lorei has been independent and filled with potential and wild dreams. She would talk her parents to death about her ambitions and wild imaginative stories.
Now, she wants to take hold of her previous stories and use them to entertain the public, she wants to become a writer. More than that, she wants to explore the lands of Asulon to fuel her imagination and teach herself the ways of others. Despite wanting to be knowledgeable about all cultures and people, she lacks the tact to restrain her tongue from what might be offensive to others. She never truly means any harm; it’s just that she doesn’t see the wrong in saying what is on her mind at that moment.
What are your characters ambitions?: To explore the cultures of others and enlighten others with the fictional and true tales of the world as she views it. She would love to have a stable bookstore of some sort but because she is just beginning she is fine being something similar to a traveling merchant.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Despite being seemingly lighthearted, she is just as proud as other Kharajyrs about her culture. She does not take advice well from others, especially those she sees as outsiders. These people might not exactly be Kharajyrs but people who have proven their loyalty to her as friends.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?
I inhale deeply, closing my eyes as a stretch shortly in the middle of the road. It felt good to be with people again even if they were human and seemed to be in permanent shock at seeing a Kharajyr in one of their towns. I exhale, moving to the side of the busy road as people bump and weave past me. As I move to the left, I see the stalls of merchants calling to the people passing by, most with little luck.
I watch their lobbying for a moment with small amusement, idle jealousy and sympathy welling up inside of me before I too begin moving again, intending on ignoring them all like the humans in front of me had. However, as I pass the last meager looking stall the dwarven man inside catches my eye.
He is sturdy looking, eyes brown and filled with hope and determination. As he sees me stop, he motions toward me and I slowly come toward him.
“Say,” The dwarf begins. “It ain’ oft’n I see a cat won’r so far aw’e from ‘ome.”
The dwarf then smiles, his teeth slightly colored and broken. The insult wasn’t meant, so I let the fact he called me a cat go and give him a small smile back.
“I am a traveler as well, I also thought of being a merchant but, uh,” I think quickly, eyeing the knick-knacks and gems he has scattered around. “I don’t have that much to my name as of right now.”
The dwarf hums and leans back on his stool. He sighs as he looks past me, eyes scanning for any possible customers before he chuckles and gestures to the stool on the outside of his stand.
“I dun’ think I’ll ‘e avin’ any buy’rs. Why ‘ont we ‘ave a chat?”
I smile, eager to come into the shade as I sit and wait for the dwarf to speak.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?
The night air is warm but there is a persistent breeze that chills my fur as I continue on the worn, dirt path. As I continue, I let out a yawn. I have been ready to rest for a while now, but there haven’t been any inns or friendly people eager to share their camp with a wandering soul. I shake my head, trying to clear myself of the drowsy haze and I nearly bite my tongue as an threatening growl cuts through the once calm silence of the night.
I feel my fur raise slightly in apprehension as I, despite the nagging feeling that I should be running the opposite way—where it would undoubtedly be safer—I continue on, paws stiffly sifting through the dirt.
The sight that I come to almost makes me obey my instinctual cowardice; an orc was snarling at a tremblign dwarf who seemed to be muttering frightened phrases to the angry beast. I pause, wondering what I could do in this situation, I wasn’t a fighter—I couldn’t scare the beast away—I would only make the orc angrier if I tried to speak with it. Was there anything I could do?
I sigh, shaking my head at my own worthlessness as I step into the moonlight and into the vision of both figures.
“Oh, thank ya—Kharajyr woman, please help me. This, this--!”
The orc lets out a savage noise, effectively silencing the dwarf. “Dwarf stole. Dwarf return or be punish.”
My eyes narrow as I quickly see what is going on. “This dwarf stole from you, or a dwarf stole from you?”
The orc snorts, turning back to the dwarf who backs hard into the trunk of the tree behind him. The weakness of the dwarf is…confusing. This particular dwarf seems strange and suspicious but she decides to help the man anyway.
“Orc,” Said creature turns to look at me testily. “I will give you all the gold that is in this bag if you let this thief go, deal?” I throw one of my heaviest satchels at the beast who catches it with greedy glee, about to open it.
“Ah, you mustn’t open it.” I say, calmly. “If you do, the gold inside with turn into nothing but rocks. You must be careful. Go, hurry home before the magic turns back on itself!”
The orc lets out a grunt and turns to run into the darkness, excitedly panting at its treasure.
The dwarf I saved sighs and sinks down the trunk until he hits the ground. “I never knew Kharajyrs can learn magic…”
“I’m sure there are some that can,” I respond quickly. “I can’t, the satchel was filled with rocks to begin with. If we are lucky the brute will listen and won’t find out the truth until we are far gone…”
The dwarf lets out an uneasy chuckle as I turn and stare at the shifting nature and run down pile the charging orc created.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick, looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenseless man. What does your character do?:
The old man is fragile and weak, making so many questions appear in my mind. Where is this man’s family? Why is he walking alone? Where are the men that should be protecting their grandfather? As the man’s walking stick breaks, I wonder why he hasn’t been robbed yet, especially with the many coins that he had with him.
I swallow with a bit of difficulty, jealousy and temptation making my movements a bit slow. This man…he is weak. I should be able to take what I want and run away before he would even realize what had happened. But then I look at his face and I see that his wise and knowing eyes have locked onto my face.
No, I think, this is a trap. The man’s eyes show that he knows what I was thinking…that he expects me to steal from him. I won’t. I won’t prove him right.
I grit my teeth, force myself to stop in front of him and yank the man to his feet. He lets out a startled and shocked yelp, inhaling sharply as I move away from him and scoop the Minas quickly into my hands, throw the coins into his dropped bag and toss the untied pouch at him again.
Without even speaking to the man, I pass him up and begin walking again. That man probably got his fortune by setting up unfortunate and desperate travelers and taking the reward for turning in thieves. I let out a strangled noise, upset by the injustice of the act.
As I finger the few coins in my satchel, I reason with myself. It wouldn’t have been fair if I let him have all of his Minas back, especially if it belonged to those who wouldn’t have stolen had he not provoked them. I nod, satisfied in the logic of my thievery as I continue to travel.
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:
Central Time zone/Canada
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:
Absolutely! My grip is precise, and completely accurate.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:
Yes. I have had quite a bit of experience, and I am even in a D&D campaign at the moment.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:
Yes, sir.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:
About a year ago. I saw the trailer on YouTube, and I looked into it.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum?
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:
"Roleplaying" is acting out a role, (usually the role is fictional, but not always)
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:
Meta-gaming is the act of going outside the set boundaries of a world. Or doing something that's not in the set rules of the game. Or, it could also be the act of using information that your character may not have.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:
Forcing another player to conform to whatever emote you use. Such as: "Orcish_Guard attacks Dwarven_Shopkeeper without Dwarven_Shopkeeper even noticing, doing anything, or moving"
In-Character Details
Character Name:
Nius Amberchest (Most call him just Nius)
Character Race:
Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
I was born on one of the many islands that surround the large landmass of Asulon. My father was a blacksmith, and my mother worked the farms. We were a poor family. One day, my father was called in to go to the wars. He never came back. We then moved to the central landmass. I grew up a fine lad, with
bulging muscles, and blonde, flowing hair. Then, tragedy struck. My mother, who I had cared for for so long, was stricken with disease.
She died within the year. I strove to fight against the creatures who had so brutally murdered my father, and eventually moved to Solace. The following few years, I trained in swordfighting, and mastery of the art of war. My eyes grew keen. I was finally ready.
What are your characters ambitions?:
-To avenge his father's death.
-To join a guild of some sort
-To meet the love of his life.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
No.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?
The dwarf looked like a sneakthief from the first time I saw him. Oh, sure. He looked like a "poor dwarf looking to make a living", but I could see his true purpose. In the dark alleyways beside him, I could see the thugs waiting to pounce as the dwarf's victims were lured by the shivering, tragic dwarf. I spat on the cobblestone beneath me and walked off, disgusted.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?
I walked towards the Orc, sword drawn. "Look, mate. You and I both know that that dwarf isn't a very good candidate for threatening. And those threats! They could hardly scare a fly. I know a few threats myself. How about this one?" I thrust the sword towards the orc's heart quickly, then pull back just before it touches his chest. "Now that's a threat!"
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?:
"Alright, old man. You've had your fun. As soon as I bend down to pick that up, your hired goons will attack me, is that it? Well, I'm not having any of it!" I kick the purse slightly, so it lands on his head.
"Alright, men. Are you going to come and fight? Or shall I just take all the money from your master, so you won't have any payment? I don't normally deal with bandits, you know, but I could take you!" Silence. Oh dear. I think he wasn't trying to trick me.
eladelad4, 14, eastern time zone I think, ohio, yes to the english grammer thing(don't care about how I type this though), um not that much but the experience I have had I think I am pretty good.YES, just searching for a cool server like minez on this website.
When I role-play it depends on the environment, but for minecraft I would probably go for a dark veteran of some kind, or a happy peasent
just trying to make a living. basicly something funny,cool,awsome, or interesting. I have no idea what power emoting is but if it is being extremely emotional um I guess I could do that but it depends. gilidan, elf, some sorta demon. gilidan is a wise druid elf that seeks adventure and magic. Ok its a randomly generated name from world of warcraft that I loved. And kinda made a backstory for him. AND MINECRAFT SAYS I CAN'T HAVE SKINS... so im stupid steve... it sucks...
1st question response: I would see what he had to sell and if it was something interesting I would buy it if I could afford it. And if I couldn't or didn't like anything I would be polite about it.
2nd question response:Druids can someone vines so: I would hold them both down and find out both sides of the story. then crush the evil one VERY PAINFULLY. hehe.
3rd question response: Help the man up and give him back the money and get him a better stick.
please whitelist me and tell me the ip adress please.
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[color="#FF8C00"]Minecraft Account Name: njhill13[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]How old are you?:14[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]Time-Zone/Country of Residence: NZ standard time[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes, I do.[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]Have you had any previous experience in role-playing?: Yes I have, unfortunately the server had become corrupt and my experience was not what I had expected. I am in fact, looking forward to a role-playing server which I can enjoy. As well as experience role playing as it should be.[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes.[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I have a friend on the server already who has informed me of the server.[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: N/A[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:. yes [/color]
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Definitions
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[color="#FF8C00"]In your own words, define what the act of role-playing is: Roleplaying is taking something to a whole new level. It consists of extreme realistic acting. To role-play you must take up a role, act it sensibly and stay true to who your new personality is.[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: meta-gaming is a type of realic gameplay. As the time is set long before the "players" time, The character you are roleplaying as the character would have no idea of the ways of the present time of the player. To know a new location you must follow someone instead of simply obtaining the co-ordinates from another player. Or even read it somewhere else. [/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power emoting is to be a sensible gamer as you speak out your actions. A power-gamer is someone who attempts, usually without failure, to gain power over another. When power emoting, if the result becomes inevitable that you will fail, do not power-game. Power emoting is to speak your actions before another player. This is simply another way of role-playing. [/color]
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In-Character Details
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[color="#FF8C00"]Character Name: Sade Carthos[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]Character Race: Human[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: I come from the lands of Alrih, the white city of Alisthere. My birthplace. My name is Sade Carthos. I know my mother and fathers names, however they were murdered when I was a young child. I do not remember their faces but I remember their killers face perfectly. His sturn face, crooked cheekbones. I would never be so lucky to avenge the death of my family, at least not for many years. I was sent away to Asulon soon after, however, I did not want to leave. It was not my choice. My brother would not let me stay here as long as there was a blade eager to taste my blood. It was lucky he sent me so soon, both my servant and my brother were slaughtered as they slept. Now, I am the last of my bloodline and now a new king rules the throne that my father once sat upon. I fear that if I should return home I will be treated undoubtedly as the rest of my family was.
On my arrival to Asulon I was taken in by a simple farmer and his family. I housed myself under the sturdy roof of a barn. I worked as a farmhand, tending to the animals and working off the land. It was hard work and for 6 years I stayed with my new family. Even though we did not share blood, I loved them as I loved my previous family, and to this very day I know they loved me back. The work made me sturdy, well built and athletic. I did not know much about combat, I remember only vaguely the art of battle that my brother and father once taught me. My hair has grown long and almost reaches the base of my neck. The blonde strands curl at the ends. I could defend my new family from predators. However I could not defend my own father from the illness that took him from me. It was soon after that my half-sister would become ill as my father was. I new I couldn't stay. I took a vow to never rest until my family bee cured from this illness. And so, I traveled far from my home to the unknown land that stretches out before my feet.
[color="#FF8C00"]What are your characters ambitions?: To avenge the death of his family and find a cure for his new sister and mothers illness.[/color]
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[color="#FF8C00"]Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: Sade Carthos is sensitive however he still carries his arrogance that was passed on from his father. Nothing will walk over him, At least, Not without a fight.[/color]
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Open-Response-Questions
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[color="#FF8C00"][i]Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I hear the small mans deep voice call to me. I know my goal is not here with the dwarf, however my thoughts sadden as I notice how desperate he really is. I turn and face the man. I do not stare, nor treat him any disrespect. I have seen his race before, once. Along the road to where I am now. I greet him politely and unfortunately my voice stumbles as it once did as a boy. I repeat my greeting again with a controlled voice. He smiles, "its been a long time since someone decent has responded to me." I look down at my feet and smile, "and I am decent, You would know?" I reply. "Aye, I would assume so lad." I shuffle towards the man and ask; "Can I see your goods?". The dwarfs expression lightens. "as you wish." W[/i][/color]
[i][color="#FF8C00"]You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?[/color][/i]
[i][color="#FF8C00"]Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenseless man. What does your character do?: I am surprised to see the old man crumble to the ground. He moans quietly, He stares into my own eyes. I see fear, the same fear I saw in my fathers eyes as he slipped from reality. A pile of Minas has piled at my feet. I crouch down and roll the Minas around in the center of the palm of my hand. The Minas could almost definitely aid me in my quest to find a cure. However I would be committing a felony, Stealing from the weak. I would not do such a thing. I could not. I lay down my own walking stick and scoop the coins up in the hands. The old mans first impression of my actions left him bowing his head sobbing. I Pour the coins into the pouch and lay it in front of him just enough for him to see it. As his head lifts I hold my hand to him. "thankyou" He whispers softly. I help him to his feet and put the stick in his hands. Saying nothing, I turn to walk away but he cries; "wait!" I turn and face him, His free hand extended, holding a singular gem. I smile at his offer. "Be safe, these roads are hard. Keep that purse somewhere hidden." I take the gem from the man and turn to walk away, no more words are spoken and I do not turn back.
Minecraft Account Name:Rukio13
How old are you?:15
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Central time zone, USA
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes, although I prefer to only use proper grammar when required.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:I've been roleplaying in various things and places for over 8 years.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:I cannot promise something that is infinite, I shall, however, promise to do my best. (I cannot promise I will not slip up, but I have read and understand the rules, and I agree to do my best to not break them.)
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:A friend
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? :Not yet
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:Roleplaying is having a character you play as, react as, and base their decisions upon who they are, not how you would handle it, and taking nothing said in character as an insult/attack toward yourself.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:Using knowledge your character should not have as if they know of it. Example: Someone states that their character is female (gender is unknown in roleplay) ooc, it is metagaming for your character to know it is female.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:The act of controling the situation without letting the other person react, such as when killing them without their permission.
In your own words, define what Out of Character (OOC) is:Out of character is talk that is not in the roleplay, and not to be used as if it were.
In your own words, define what In Character (IC) is:In character is when you are 'roleplaying' or playing the part of your character.
In-Character Details
Character Name:Wither
Character Race:Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:'Watch the flowers wither away as fall fades and the winter sets in.' Under a canopy of stars the young, pale human took her first gasps of living breath. It was the end of fall, the flowers were fading away, withering, the first snow threatening to settle itself upon the earth soon. Fragile as a flower, pale as the moon, she was born with red eyes instead of the normal eye color blue. Her screams and cries were constant, as constant as the sun, only to be calmed by the moon and silence of the night. Her mother, bitter at having lost her husband from a sickness before Wither was born, was unable to withstand the pressure of having a child who was constantly crying. Her mother would tie her up and bind her mouth closed to muffle the cries. Wither soon, with no ability to stretch her legs, withered as a flower would without the sun. Skin and bones, she no longer had the energy to cry or scream. Her mother finally decided to untie her, but Wither lacked enough muscle to stand or even to barely move by herself. Her mother, happy that her child no longer screamed, fed Wither little, in order to prevent her from having the strength to cry anymore. Desperate and starving for nourishment, Wither would sneak an extra piece of food here and there after meals, and within a few months the 9 year old child was soon able to stand, if only for a few moments by herself. At night, when her mother was asleep, Wither would step onto the cold floor of the small hut, and practice walking from one end to the other, back and forth, fascinated by the noises of the world outside. The hut lacked windows, and Wither had never seen the outside, besides the door. Several nights of walking back and forth, and she decided she would sooner brave the outside world, then endure her mother anymore. Hesitantly grabbing the door handle, she pulled it open, the full moon lighting her path as she slowly walked away from the small hut. She saw her first cow, grazing lazily in a small pasture, it gave a friendly "moo" when it saw her and walked toward the end of the fence. Terrified of the cow, she tried her best to get away as quickly as possible. The uneven ground and still weak muscles in her legs led her to fall, face first onto the dirt path. Hearing footsteps, she looked up and saw "Hawkes the Pale" ((Icelifreakx)) looking at her, as if confused. Terrified that she had stumbled across someone, she attempted to speak but could only manage an 'ah' as she tried to get up. The man helped her up, and she thanked him, her voice raw and uneven from lack of use.
Three years later, Wither still followed him, the vast deserts, the calm and peaceful snowy mountains, the serene woodlands, everything fascinated her. After having gotten her first wooden sword, she knew there was no tool that she would rather use, learning how to hunt and kill monsters from "Hawkes the Pale", she soon developed into a fairly good sword wielder, hunting down the monsters along side her adoptive 'father'. Her first kill had been an accident, thrilled with having received a sword, she went skipping off, full of joy. Not watching the woods around her, she walked right in front of a zombie, who turned and started to walk toward her. "no....nononono" She said, terrified. Swinging her sword wildly she started to panic, realizing her sword was now lodged into a tree, she pulled on it with all of her might to free it. She calmed herself, "I have to stay calm!" she aimed her next swing, her first hit was weak, and untimed. The zombie continued to walk toward her, and she swung again, and again, and again, till she realized she was covered in its blood and it was dead. She turned around upon hearing footsteps, "Hawkes the Pale" stood behind her and she said rather feebly "I was so scared! Yet....yet I killed it....I kill my first monster." She then smiled, so proud of herself, and decided from that day, she wanted to be a monster hunter. Throughout time, there have been those who have wanted to shed blood, and those who need to shed blood. Wither could be a content middle, craving to shed blood, and needing to shed it, as if it were like water, protecting the flower from wilting away and dying. The next few days were spent by Wither charging into battle with every monster she saw, happy to hunt them down for the words of encouragement and pats on the head from her father. She was saddened when a spider led to her wooden sword breaking, taking that to be an omen. She vowed to herself "I shall never hunt spiders again." and after getting a new sword, has never as of yet killed a spider. Instead, Wither enjoys watching the spiders from far away, secretly wondering why they are so feared.
What are your characters ambitions?:Wither wishes nothing more then to follow in her father's footsteps.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character?Her personality is not fully developed yet, due to her still being a child, so it will finish developing in roleplay, depending on how the world around her is, I hope that is acceptable.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?I walk into the city, bored and unimpressed, wishing I could go back out into the woodlands already. A dwarf stops me as I begin to walk past, looking at them I do my best to be polite and smile. "Hello, I am Wither...is there a reason you stopped me?" He looks at me like I am clueless, then begins to speak about the things he has for sale. I listen, occasionally nodding and then say "I'm sorry...I do hate to be rude but I must leave, I have someone expecting me. I'll be back soon, I promise!" Then I hurry down the street, worried that my friend has already left.
You’re in the Cloud Sanctuary late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. The only present monk is fast asleep, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?As I rest on the grass, counting the stars one by one, a noise reaches my ears, arguing of some sort. I push myself up off the grass, dusting myself off and walk over to the noise. "H-hello? Why are you shouting at each other?" I look at them both, they seem to ignore me as they get in each others faces, still bickering. I tilt my head, slightly worried and confused as to what to do. The Orc raises his fist to strike the dwarf and I push the dwarf out of the orc's reach. "Violence is never the answer!" I say meekly, trying to sound brave. The dwarf takes the moment to leave, and the Orc follows after him, still yelling. I lower my head in defeat and go back to counting the stars.
]Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I smile as and old man walks past "Good morning! Where are you off to?" I ask, as he ignores me, as he passes me his stick breaks. "Are you okay?!" I ask, worried that he is injured, he sits where he fell and I go to find a new stick for him. When I return he is still there, gathering his minas. I offer him the stick and he mutters a "Thank you" I nod and skip down the road, happy to be helpful.
Minecraft Account Name:azteknologya
How old are you?:16
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:+10.00, Australia
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: No
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: Countless number of people telling me it was the best role-playing server.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
http://www.lordofthe...logya-high-elf/
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!: Yes
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: role-playing, blatantly is the act of taking on an alter-ego or different personality, or pertaining to a made-up personality. It is responding to a situation using a different role.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:I'm pretty sure meta-gaming is a very D&D thing to do. The best way I could explain it is sort of thinking outside the box using knowledge combined from in game and out of game information.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:( think I got it right this time), power emoting is typing actions that over exaggerate your abilities that give you an unfair advantage. What is generally accepted in role-playing is emoting that can add more detail into situations for example. *rolls eyes*
Character Name:Aleulla Galaid
Character Race:Elven, High 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:
Aluella Gallaid’s parents were grateful for their only son’s healthy upbringing. Aluella is the heir of Manius Gallaid an old carpenter who refined elegant designs of structures in elven society. Manius has had a big impact on Aluella's passion for technique and detail as Aluella became his apprentice. However Aluella's mother Asweir ignited his passion for knowledge, as she read him stories of magic and enchantment as a child. His favourite story was of Iblees and the elf father Malin.
He enjoys detailing clothing, armour and weapons. The elegant elven style is the reason he takes pride in being a high elf.
Aluella is still young (in retrospect to other elves) however this does not impact on his mature attitude, he always respects his elders to the utmost. Though Aluella believes that he should get the same respect that he gives. His overall demeanour is usually kind and considerate.
Just like many other Mali'Aheral he has very strong beliefs in politics and elven lore. His weaknesses are that he can be controlling and can sometimes be very lazy, occasionally locking himself away for days at a time, reading and gaining knowledge.
He has short light brown/dark blond hair, which is kept well groomed. He favours the elven green and gold however he dislikes the robes that some elves wear due to comfort issues. He can be discerned by his height and passive nature.
Aluella is not an experienced fighter. He has never seen a fight in his life and does not like to battle often. His preferred solution would be to outwit the opponent, although he likes to think that he could hold his own in any fight. This overindulgence in self confidence can sometimes get him into trouble.
What are your characters ambitions?: Aluella's main goal is to gain more knowledge. Fascination by the ancient’s banishment of Iblees his ultimate dream is to learn magic used by ancients.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Nope.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? Try to pass by without looking at him, keep to myself. Why would I want to interact with him? what important things would he have to say? If he tries to talk to me though, I'll have to be polite, don't want him to think I'm a savage.
Dwarf: BEST SWORDS IN THE CITY, CANT GET ANY BETTER THAN THAT !
Aluella: Dwarf, you are a long way from Kal’Karik. you boast the best swords. May I view them?
Dwarf: take a look.
Aluella: Dwarf, these swords are perfect, if you want to slice cheese. They are made of cheap metal, will bend as soon as you strike.
Dwarf: I made these myself, how dare you!
Aluella: I meant not to offend Dwarf.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?I don't like violence. There are very few situations where fighting would be acceptable, this definitely isn't one of them. A dwarf in trouble. I don't see why i should help, however it is an orc. I hate orcs. The only plausible option is to talk the orc into its idiotic sense. As long as I keep it talking it will probably forget about what it was angry about. If it tries anything I might have to fight. Im not very good at hand to hand. Hopefully I have a knife stashed in my shoe.....
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?:
An old man, he might be wise. Wiser than me? no, probably not. but wise nonetheless.Maybe test his knowledge later. I will have to help him up. Perhaps if he is smart I could play audience to him. Help the man up and take him to where he needs to be, he might have some knowledge to share.
Minecraft Account Name: Kingpixels
How old are you?: 15
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern Time US
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: My first language was Spanish but I speak and write English very well.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: I have played on this server for around 5 months. I was told to re-apply by a GM.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I was at Minecon 2011 and signed up too!
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: I have applyed before and was accepted but it appears to have been deleted.
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!: Yes I have.
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: To play as a fictional character that you made up in a setting with other roleplayers.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: The act of knowing something that your RP character shouldn't know such as someones name.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: When someone emotes something that is unfair for example "Rick takes out Sword and Kills Bob" this is unfair since this gives Bob no chance. Now if Rick says "Rick takes out Sword and attempts to stab Bob" then this is not power-emoting and is perfectly fine.
Character Name: WoodThorn
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: WoodThorn is a 120 Year old Wood Elf with pitch black dark hair and blue twinkling eyes. He is a archer by blood but a blacksmith at heart. He was born in the ancient sacred forests of he elves
where his mother was sacrificed to save his life. He had been born with his eyes closed and not crying. His mother and father both knew that one of them had to give their soul to him
if he is to survive. So his caring mother pleded to the gods and took her own life with a sharp wooden knife. But as soon as she died WoodThorn opened his eyes and started crying.
Since he was raised without a mother WoodThorn was tougher and more serious then most Elves. His father was strict and taught him how to be the best archer and told him
that to become sucessfull in life he had to aim high to the sky. The only thing his father did not want him to do was to work with metal as a blacksmith. It was WoodThorn's passion
to work metal into creations of armor and swords and to replenish them to a brand new state. But his father forbid him from working with metal. His father only believed in using wood as
the only true material for weapons. Darkthorn would sneak out of his treehouse and go to his own little hut he built in the forest. Where he practiced his skills
in metal work. When it became his time to become a true warrior his father gave him his bow and said "Son I always have loved you even though it might seem
as I have neglected you. I only wanted to the best for you. But always remember to aim high with that bow!" His fathers bow was enchanted by four forest druids at the same time
under a full moon. It could lite anything on fire just from a small scratch of it's arrows. When a conflict aroused from the nearby cementary WoodThorn jumped into action
along with the other warriors to see what was going on. His own father had tried to use dark magic to revive WoodThorn's dead mother. But sadly the dark magic overcame his body and turned
him into a monster. His demon like body grew large claws of wood as if it was a tree branch and attacked the young warriors. The young warriors fought but WoodThorn just colapsed in pain
from seeing his father this way. But when his father had taken the lives of all the young warriors. He looked upon his son and said "Join me son. I am one with the tree and the tree
is one with me." His father had became as solid as wood. WoodThorn wiped the tears from his face and stood up. He pulled out his fathers bow and quickly aimed it at his
father. His father swong his large claw at him but before he could strike he was halted by a blazing hot fire that had hit him in the heart. The arrow then spread the fire
along his wooden like body and he was engulfed in fire. WoodThorn knows he had done the right thing but he missed his father already. WoodThorn walked over to his mother's
rotting corpse in her wooden coffin and shed a tear on her. A few years later he became the leader of his now small village if only about 35 elves left. He was tired of the village
and wanted to explore the world. So he gather his gear and left off for adventure and glory.
What are your characters ambitions?: My character's ambitions are to become the best Blacksmith and Archer in the Relm.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: His favorite colors are green and black.
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? WoodThorn would gladly look through his goods to see anything of interest. Seeing as to how poor the dwarf is WoodThorn will happily buy anything from the dwarf whether he needs it or not. If the dwarf shows kindness to him then he surly will return it.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? WoodThorn looks at the Orc in disgust. WoodThorn would call out to the Orc and yell "Why not pick on someone your own size?" Of course
the Orc would pay his attention towards WoodThorn. WoodThorn would ready his bow for his first shot. Right when the Orc charges towards WoodThorn.
The Orc gets a flaming arrow through the leg and falls two feet short of WoodThorn. The Orc struggles to get back on his feet. WoodThorn extends a hand to pick the Orc up and says "You are the worst kind of coward. The one that cannot face his equal." WoodThorn pulls out a Iron dagger and hands it to the dwarf. "Do with him as you will, Dwarf".
WoodThorn then bows to the Dwarf and walks away into the distance.
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?: WoodThorn would feel sorry for the old man and take a stick out of his bag. He would go to the old man and help him back on his feet and give him a stick to walk with. The old man with a smile on is face would thank WoodThorn but would struggle to pick up his Minas. So WoodThorn would go to pick up each Mina and give it to the old man in a spare leather bag WoodThorn carries. He would then say goodbye and walk to Malinor.
Click it or a creeper will kill you when you sleep.
Well when I'm out of character i am a fun loving caring and very considerate person, im nice to anybody whos nice to me. I also love making friends just meeting new people in general.
Minecraft Account Name: wwwarriors2002
How old are you?: Im 16 years old, born April 18th, 1996
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern Standard Time, United States
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes, considering i was born here.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Id like to say yes but not really. I only have done it one other time. This is why im signing up for your server because i loved RP when i did do it.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes i have, and yes i agree.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I was searching for a Role Playing server on random minecraft forums, and i came across this one.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: http://www.lordofthe...901#entry574901 http://www.lordofthe...709#entry574709
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Roleplaying is when a person gets in touch with their imagination and creates some sort of action packed/fantasy strictly for their own entertainment purposes. Basically its when someone looses touch with reality for a determined amount of time.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: when your character knows something that he shouldn't know because he has not found it out in Rp, such as were a hidden treasure is or were a Hidden enemy is.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: were your character dose things which may be impossible to do, or dose a move leaving the other player no chance to fight back.
In-Character Details
Character Name: Ion
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:
Ion was born an orphan in the wonderful and beautiful elven land of Malimore, he never got a glimpse of his parents. Him being an orphan from the start had to develop skills to survive on his own. It is unknown to him whatever happened to his parents. Although Ion didn't have many friends as a young kid he did have an "older brother" not being related. His name was Onyx. He was the only person who ever cared for Ion. One day he was drafted and later Ion found out that he was killed. This devastated Ion he almost gave up till he remembered the kind words his older friend once said "Stand tall and be someone!" This gave Ion a new awakening and he pledged to help anyone in need of his services. From that day on he was as joyous as could be and he helped anyone that needed it. One day he seen an old women fall into the river, he rushed to save her. Almost not succeeding he glided and got her out just before she drowned. She thanked him and then he helped her home. They got to talking and she told him that he was much to young to be out on the street. She asked him his age. He replied he was only 13 and she said that he would be staying with her from now on. He agreed and that day they became family.
They lived in peace for over a year, he still helped people in need of little jobs and errands. She gave him a nice warm bed and food. They loved each other. He seen her as if she were to be his mother. One day he went out as if it was any other day. The older women yelled out to him to be careful and come home before nightfall. He went off into the distance, the older women did her daily errands like clean up and cook. She ran out of sugar so she had to go to the market. On her way to the market out of nowhere she was shot with an arrow. As she lied there waiting to die, Ion returned and rushed to see she was dying. With tears in his eyes she told him "Stand tall and be someone". She died shortly after that. Shortly after that they found her murder and he was sentenced to death. Ion in a state which seamed like he gave up on everything remember what she said right before she passed. "stand tall and be someone"? How did she know this saying? he wondered. He had never mentioned Onyx to her. He thought about it for days and even months. Then he decided that he was done feeling sorry for himself and he was gonna "STAND TALL AND BE SOMEONE" as Onyx and the old women once said. He vowed to keep them in his memory forever, and to be someone important and make a name for himself beyond Malimore! Maybe He would like to travel and see what other places have in store for him.
What are your characters ambitions?: My character wants to be someone and have his name known in this world!
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: http://s1246.photobu...zpsb0780ae1.png
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: No, i think i said all i can.
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? Hey there, yes you. May i take a look at your wares? Doesn't seem you has anything i could use. Here take this (Gives a good amount of money as a donation). The Dwarf is overjoyed because i donated some money. He then proceeds to tell me how he owes me his life because he has to support a family and how iv helped him buy giving him the money. I just let him know that its quite okay and im honored he sees it as that but i was just being a good person. then i take off saying Goodbye enjoy. walks off and goes back on my way to where i was going.
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? Runs over and yells at the dwarf to get behind me at first i try to calm the orc down. I tell him that we can sort out this mess and it will be fine. It doesnt seem to be working but im not giving up yet. I ask him why hes so mad and feels as if he should resort to violence? He doesnt listen at all it seems as if it went in one ear and out the other. I prepare myself to fight arming myself with my sword. He then runs off because he sees how well crafted my sword is and knows he would loose.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenseless man. What does your character do?: My character would walk over and help the old man up as it reminds him of his "mother" (the old women) on his feet then pick up all his coins for him and then help him to his destination as carefully as i could. The old man and i talk for a while until we reach his destination. i tell him my life story and about all the people iv cared about and them he tells me about what his life used to consist of. It was quiet amazing to hear all the stories he had to tell. He spoke of better times and younger lands it was so exciting. we reached his house and said our fairwells then i went on my way.Out-Of-Character Details
Well when I'm out of character i am a fun loving caring and very considerate person, im nice to anybody whos nice to me. I also love making friends just meeting new people in general.
Minecraft Account Name: wwwarriors2002
How old are you?: Im 16 years old, born April 18th, 1996
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern Standard Time, United States
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes, considering i was born here.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Id like to say yes but not really. I only have done it one other time. This is why im signing up for your server because i loved RP when i did do it.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes i have, and yes i agree.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I was searching for a Role Playing server on random minecraft forums, and i came across this one.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: http://www.lordofthe...901#entry574901 http://www.lordofthe...709#entry574709
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Roleplaying is when a person gets in touch with their imagination and creates some sort of action packed/fantasy strictly for their own entertainment purposes. Basically its when someone looses touch with reality for a determined amount of time.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: when your character knows something that he shouldn't know because he has not found it out in Rp, such as were a hidden treasure is or were a Hidden enemy is.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: were your character dose things which may be impossible to do, or dose a move leaving the other player no chance to fight back.
In-Character Details
Character Name: Ion
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:
Ion was born an orphan in the wonderful and beautiful elven land of Malimore, he never got a glimpse of his parents. Him being an orphan from the start had to develop skills to survive on his own. It is unknown to him whatever happened to his parents. Although Ion didn't have many friends as a young kid he did have an "older brother" not being related. His name was Onyx. He was the only person who ever cared for Ion. One day he was drafted and later Ion found out that he was killed. This devastated Ion he almost gave up till he remembered the kind words his older friend once said "Stand tall and be someone!" This gave Ion a new awakening and he pledged to help anyone in need of his services. From that day on he was as joyous as could be and he helped anyone that needed it. One day he seen an old women fall into the river, he rushed to save her. Almost not succeeding he glided and got her out just before she drowned. She thanked him and then he helped her home. They got to talking and she told him that he was much to young to be out on the street. She asked him his age. He replied he was only 13 and she said that he would be staying with her from now on. He agreed and that day they became family.
They lived in peace for over a year, he still helped people in need of little jobs and errands. She gave him a nice warm bed and food. They loved each other. He seen her as if she were to be his mother. One day he went out as if it was any other day. The older women yelled out to him to be careful and come home before nightfall. He went off into the distance, the older women did her daily errands like clean up and cook. She ran out of sugar so she had to go to the market. On her way to the market out of nowhere she was shot with an arrow. As she lied there waiting to die, Ion returned and rushed to see she was dying. With tears in his eyes she told him "Stand tall and be someone". She died shortly after that. Shortly after that they found her murder and he was sentenced to death. Ion in a state which seamed like he gave up on everything remember what she said right before she passed. "stand tall and be someone"? How did she know this saying? he wondered. He had never mentioned Onyx to her. He thought about it for days and even months. Then he decided that he was done feeling sorry for himself and he was gonna "STAND TALL AND BE SOMEONE" as Onyx and the old women once said. He vowed to keep them in his memory forever, and to be someone important and make a name for himself beyond Malimore! Maybe He would like to travel and see what other places have in store for him.
What are your characters ambitions?: My character wants to be someone and have his name known in this world!
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: http://s1246.photobu...zpsb0780ae1.png
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: No, i think i said all i can.
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? Hey there, yes you. May i take a look at your wares? Doesn't seem you has anything i could use. Here take this (Gives a good amount of money as a donation). The Dwarf is overjoyed because i donated some money. He then proceeds to tell me how he owes me his life because he has to support a family and how iv helped him buy giving him the money. I just let him know that its quite okay and im honored he sees it as that but i was just being a good person. then i take off saying Goodbye enjoy. walks off and goes back on my way to where i was going.
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? Runs over and yells at the dwarf to get behind me at first i try to calm the orc down. I tell him that we can sort out this mess and it will be fine. It doesnt seem to be working but im not giving up yet. I ask him why hes so mad and feels as if he should resort to violence? He doesnt listen at all it seems as if it went in one ear and out the other. I prepare myself to fight arming myself with my sword. He then runs off because he sees how well crafted my sword is and knows he would loose.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenseless man. What does your character do?: My character would walk over and help the old man up as it reminds him of his "mother" (the old women) on his feet then pick up all his coins for him and then help him to his destination as carefully as i could. The old man and i talk for a while until we reach his destination. i tell him my life story and about all the people iv cared about and them he tells me about what his life used to consist of. It was quiet amazing to hear all the stories he had to tell. He spoke of better times and younger lands it was so exciting. we reached his house and said our fairwells then i went on my way.
How old are you?: 15
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern Time US
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: My first language was Spanish but I speak and write English very well.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: I have played on this server for around 5 months. I was told to re-apply by a GM.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I was at Minecon 2011 and signed up too!
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: I have applyed before and was accepted but it appears to have been deleted.
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!: Yes I have.
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: To play as a fictional character that you made up in a setting with other roleplayers.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: The act of knowing something that your RP character shouldn't know such as someones name.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: When someone emotes something that is unfair for example "Rick takes out Sword and Kills Bob" this is unfair since this gives Bob no chance. Now if Rick says "Rick takes out Sword and attempts to stab Bob" then this is not power-emoting and is perfectly fine.
Character Name: WoodThorn
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: WoodThorn is a 120 Year old Wood Elf with pitch black dark hair and blue twinkling eyes. He is a archer by blood but a blacksmith at heart. He was born in the great capital of Laurelin
where his mother was sacrificed to save his life. He had been born with his eyes closed and not crying. His mother and father both knew that one of them had to give their soul to him
if he is to survive. So his caring mother pleded to the gods and took her own life with a sharp golden knife. But as soon as she died WoodThorn opened his eyes and started crying.
Since he was raised without a mother WoodThorn was tougher and more serious then most Elves. His father was strict and taught him how to be the best archer and told him
that to become sucessfull in life he had to aim high to the sky. The only thing his father did not want him to do was to work with metal as a blacksmith. It was WoodThorn's passion
to work metal into creations of armor and swords and to replenish them to a brand new state. But his father forbid him from working with metal. His father only believed in using wood as
the only true material for weapons. WoodThorn would sneak out of his treehouse and go to his own little hut he built in the forest. Where he practiced his skills
in metal work. When it became his time to become a true warrior his father gave him his bow and said "Son I always have loved you even though it might seem
as I have neglected you. I only wanted to the best for you. But always remember to aim high with that bow!" His fathers bow was enchanted by four forest druids at the same time
under a full moon. It could lite anything on fire just from a small scratch of it's arrows. When a conflict aroused from the nearby cementary WoodThorn jumped into action
along with the other warriors to see what was going on. His own father had tried to use dark magic to revive WoodThorn's dead mother. But sadly the dark magic overcame his body and turned
him into a monster. His demon like body grew large claws of wood as if it was a tree branch and attacked the young warriors. The young warriors fought but WoodThorn just colapsed in pain
from seeing his father this way. But when his father had taken the lives of all the young warriors. He looked upon his son and said "Join me son. I am one with the tree and the tree
is one with me." His father had became as solid as wood. WoodThorn wiped the tears from his face and stood up. He pulled out his fathers bow and quickly aimed it at his
father. His father swong his large claw at him but before he could strike he was halted by a blazing hot fire that had hit him in the heart. The arrow then spread the fire
along his wooden like body and he was engulfed in fire. WoodThorn knows he had done the right thing but he missed his father already. WoodThorn walked over to his mother's
rotting corpse in her wooden coffin and shed a tear on her. A few years later he had a nice home in the forest right off The Elder Tree City of Normandor. He was tired of living alone in a forest
and wanted to explore the world. So he gather his gear and left in hopes to full-fill his passion of blacksmithing.
What are your characters ambitions?: My character's ambitions are to become the best Blacksmith and Archer in the Relm.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: His favorite colors are green and black.
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? WoodThorn would gladly look through his goods to see anything of interest. Seeing as to how poor the dwarf is WoodThorn will happily buy anything from the dwarf whether he needs it or not. If the dwarf shows kindness to him then he surly will return it.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? WoodThorn looks at the Orc in disgust. WoodThorn would call out to the Orc and yell "Why not pick on someone your own size?" Of course
the Orc would pay his attention towards WoodThorn. WoodThorn would ready his bow for his first shot. Right when the Orc charges towards WoodThorn.
The Orc gets a flaming arrow through the leg and falls two feet short of WoodThorn. The Orc takes out the arrow from his leg like it was a toothpick and gets back on his feet with a aggressive look on his face. The Orc then swings his mighty mace nearly hitting WoodThorn. WoodThorn yells out to the dwarf "If we work like a team we can defeat him!" the dwarf nods back and picks up his hammer. The Orc looks at both WoodThorn and the dwarf and gives out a deafening war cry, he then charges at the dwarf. WoodThorn loads his bow and shoots at the Orc's hand just in time to save the Dwarf from getting his skull broken open. The dwarf then takes his hammer and smashes the Orc's foot. The Orc stumbles and falls down. Before the Orc can pull out the arrow from his hand or tend to his broken foot, WoodThorn shoots three more arrows at the Orc rendering him DEAD. WoodThorn is very tired from this battle and quickly bows to the Dwarf that in return thanks him for saving his beard. And off goes WoodThorn to his next encounter.
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?: WoodThorn would feel sorry for the old man and take a stick out of his bag. He would go to the old man and help him back on his feet and give him a stick to walk with. The old man with a smile on is face would thank WoodThorn but would struggle to pick up his Minas. So WoodThorn would go to pick up each Mina and give it to the old man in a spare leather bag WoodThorn carries. He would then say goodbye and walk to Malinor.
Note : I fixed the Orc RP encounter and fixed my Bio.
Click it or a creeper will kill you when you sleep.
How old are you?: 12 turning 13 in 4 days.
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: GMT-5
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes i do.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes such as GTA SA-MP and WoW RP.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes i did.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: My brother plays Raziel_Dunmer
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Roleplay [RP] to act out as someone in game of who you are NOT IRL.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Meta-Gaming [MG] to use OOC information IC'ly.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power-Emoting [PE] to do an action without the other persons response such as *kills you.
Character Name: Amra Deryth
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: Amera was a nice charming and pretty girl from the outskirts of Asulon, her father died of an Orc raid when she was 8. She still lived with her mother in that small-sized tree of her home. Amera had a great interst with natures, she could calm bees and talk to squirrels. Her mom taught her those small things. Amra was 14 when she was invited into the college of druidism it was a long travel from Asulon but she made it "Ahhhh, what a nice breeze today" she said, marveling at the big tree known as the College of Druidism.
Amera studied tons and tons of plant-life, Nature, animals and a good amount of magic as well, she was happy, she was at home, she was where she wanted to be. She lived in a very tall tree with her other students, they didn't mind her she didn't mind them, they didn't do as good as her though. She left the college after 4 years of studying. She was 18, she found a little cave, she thought "Perfect" she entered and light it up a little and putted some mushrooms and flowers to grow in the inside, she hung up vines on the outside at night so no un-wanted guests can find the cave. This was the place where she studied tons more than the college she expanded her mind and opened it to the life around her, she was happy.
What are your characters ambitions?: Amera's goals were to succed in finding out a great deal of life around her.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:http://imageshack.us...20928133639.png
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: No.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? "Oh hello sir, what do you got 'ere?" "Er' only de' finest of de' finest, Food, Tunics, some weapons" the dwarf replied. Amera peers out the goods for some time before picking up some red-spotted mushrooms. "How much for this?" Amera asks in total eagerness. "That der' be 5 minas". Amera peers at the mushroom for a while. "Deal" Amera and the dwarf shook hands exchanging the items.
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? "Hello my short and green fellow, erm whats going on?" Amera asks in a tone as if she knows. "De' tiny dwaf' been' a wil' to' cocky!" replies the orc, voice as high as a screaming bird in the morning. "well, can i ask you to stop bothering him?" "NO-ONE TELLS AN EREK'WA' TO DO!" the orcs voice sound extremely agitated. "Well i'm sorry but please, stop bothering him." said Amera impatiently, the orc goes in to punch Amera, swiftly and silently ducking from the almost hitting blow. Amera stays ducked - closing her eyes and speaking under her breath silently. The orc went quiet - his mouth has been sealed by a vine around his jaw. "I didn't want to do that." said Amera. Amera kneels down till she is eye-to-eye with the dwarf "You can go home now, sorry for the trouble." "Thank 'ye." says the dwarf bowing to the lady.
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?: "Oh sir, 'ere let me help you!" Amera looks at the near-by woods running tword it, Amera picks a stout stick from the tree - running back to the man "Here you go please except it." Amera said holding out the stick with one hand the other helping the man up. "Thank you SO much young one, this will not be forgotten." Amera kneels down dumping the falling minas into the bag and handing it to the old man "Have a nice day". The man walks away happily and joyfully.
How old are you?: 15
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:(UTC-08:00) Pacific Time (US & Canada)USA
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes, quite.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:I've played dawn of time rp server.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:Yes.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:A friend who plays this came over to my house and as we were speaking he said "Dude you s hould try Lord of the Craft server, its awesome."
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/70227-minecraft8101219-app/page__p__561360__fromsearch__1#entry561360
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:I will as soon as i finish
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:You are a character and you can make choices to effect your happiness,Rank and If you are good or evil
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:Knowing something that You havent learned in the roleplay, And using that to your power.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:You do a emote like attacking someone, and dont give them a chance back because you defeated them or something.
Character Name:Will Mathewson
Character Race:Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:Wills father was a soldier loyal to the king, who died in battle. His mother died 5 years later, so Will had to make himself a home and survive, as his home was set on fire. he made tiny shelter and a Basic spear where he had tied a sharp rock to a stick with some twine, and he continued on to kill a pig, and grab some berry. about a month later, he was picking berrys, when a wolf attacked him as he was near its pups, He got a scar on his eye from it, but killed it with a spear. the scar healed slightly, and he went back to his new shelter. there was a skeleton who came in the knight and banged against his wall, and it got in, so he had to kill it. he survived for 7 years, until a passing man found him and he told him of the human captial, so he traveled with the merchant until they reached there. he got a job as a archer apprentice, and so he now is 15, and is now ready to venture, or settle down. This is where his story TRULY starts.
What are your characters ambitions?:To become a archer, retire, and have a wife and kids.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/327268/grey/ link, as i don't have any screenshots.
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: Will is about 5'2
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? Will stares a moment, and lifts a small dagger staring at its engravings, and asks how much its worth. The dwarf eyes it and Tells him its two gold. Will sighs, and he fishes around in his pocket, porducing 2 gold coins, about 1/3 of his money. I give the dwarf the money, my eyes looking sadly at the money, and i take the dagger, eying its beauty. I walk off, Going to do my buisness.I later found out that its a iron dagger engraved with one rune, Sharpness mark two.
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?
Will stares, and realizes the orc is too powerful, but he trys anyway. He calmly asks the orc to stop, but the orc just hits him in the chest, and will falls to the ground. he eyes his bow, and takes it out knocking a arrow,and firingi t at the orc. the orc growls angrily and punches me in the face 3 times, but the dwarf gets away. Still, he gets 3 bruises, and a black eye. The orc growls at him, punchs him in the face three more times, and walks away in search if the dwarf.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:I think a moment, and pick up all the coins and put them in the bag.I produce a special walking cane from my backback that I inherited from my father, who inherited it from his father, and give it to the old man, and tell him he needs it more than I, and I dont even have use of it. so the old man walks away, smiling and waving, and walking along on his new cane
- How old are you?:12
- Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Adelaide, South Australia
- Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?:Yes
- Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:
- How much time could you be on the server weekly?:saturday and sunday
- How long have you played minecraft?:Since 2011
- What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?:i have been doing if for several years in the form of age of mythology and warcraft 2, but also more recently WOW
- What do you expect this server will be like?:an enjoyable rollplay server with plenty of things to explore and do
- What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?:i have been on to many to list them all but the main reason i have left them is they have been really bad or laggy
- Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: yes
- Name the 4 races on this server: Dwarves, Humans, Elves, Orcs, Mori'Quessir and Kharajyr
- How did you hear about us?:I was looking for good servers and came across this one
- Did you vote?:
- What was your favourite Law?:No greifing
- What was your least favourite Law?:dont have one
- What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name?Elzash
In-Character:
- Character Name:Elzash
- What is your Race?:Human/Elf
- Lordofthecraft.net/forum, forum account:
- Biography:Elzash was abandoned by his parents at birth and was found by an elven hunter called El'lirian whilst she was out hunting and took it upon herself to look after him and act as his adopted mother. As he grew up Elzash learned the ways of hunting from his adopted mother and also learned how to build hides and shelters from the environment around him. he is now 18 and is getting ready to leave the home that they share to go off and work and to find his way in the world, but also learn about the human world that he knows so little about.
- Character Age:18
- Character Appearance:.
- Character Personality:very sad most of the time because of his loss of his true parents but is always happy around his adopted mother.
- Your ambitions:.
- Can your character read or write?:Yes he can do both
- Can your character mine?:No
- Are you a capable builder?Yes
- Can you wield a sword?:Yes
- Enjoy Farming?:No
- Does your character have any special skills?:Sprint fast stealth and very good with a bow
- A screenshot of your skin:file:http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?app=forums&module=post§ion=post&do=new_post&f=28#
- Other Information:
Minecraft Account Name:Elzash
How old are you?:12
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Adelaide, South Australia
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:i have been doing if for several years in the form of age of mythology and warcraft 2, but also more recently WOW
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?::I was looking for good servers and came across this one
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:A roleplaying game is a game in which players assume the roles of characters in a fictional setting. Players take responsibility for acting out these roles within a narrative, either through literal acting, or through a process of structured decision-making or character development. Actions taken within many games succeed or fail according to a formal system of rules and guidelines.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:meta gaming is using real life to controll the game in which you are playing
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:power emoting is saying stuff in the in character chat that causes other people to be effected and they have no way of stopping it like, Sean emotes "Sean casts a spell that causes the world to end, killing everyone!!!!"
Character Name:Elzash
Character Race:Human/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:Elzash was abandoned by his parents at birth and was found by an elven hunter called El'lirian whilst she was out hunting and took it upon herself to look after him and act as his adopted mother. As he grew up Elzash learned the ways of hunting from his adopted mother and also learned how to build hides and shelters from the environment around him. he is now 18 and is getting ready to leave the home that they share to go off and work and to find his way in the world, but also learn about the human world that he knows so little about.
What are your characters ambitions?:.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?app=forums&module=post§ion=post&do=new_post&f=28#
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?he looks through his wares and finds some well made leather armour that he then buys.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?he walks over to the ork and the dwarve and tells the ork to back off, the ork then gets angry at him and he tells the dwarve to run away then whilst the ork chases him around he climbs a tree and escapes, going from tree to tree untill he loses the ork.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:he helps him get up and collect his coins then give them back to him then finds a suitible branch nearby to serve as a replacement walking stick.
Minecraft Account Name:Elzash
How old are you?:12
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Adelaide, South Australia
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:i have been doing if for several years in the form of age of mythology and warcraft 2, but also more recently WOW
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:yes
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?::I was looking for good servers and came across this one
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:A roleplaying game is a game in which players assume the roles of characters in a fictional setting. Players take responsibility for acting out these roles within a narrative, either through literal acting, or through a process of structured decision-making or character development. Actions taken within many games succeed or fail according to a formal system of rules and guidelines.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:meta gaming is using real life to controll the game in which you are playing
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:power emoting is saying stuff in the in character chat that causes other people to be effected and they have no way of stopping it like, Sean emotes "Sean casts a spell that causes the world to end, killing everyone!!!!"
Character Name:Elzash
Character Race:Human/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:Elzash was abandoned by his parents at birth and was found by an elven hunter called El'lirian whilst she was out hunting and took it upon herself to look after him and act as his adopted mother. As he grew up Elzash learned the ways of hunting from his adopted mother and also learned how to build hides and shelters from the environment around him. he is now 18 and is getting ready to leave the home that they share to go off and work and to find his way in the world, but also learn about the human world that he knows so little about.
What are your characters ambitions?:.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?app=forums&module=post§ion=post&do=new_post&f=28#
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?he looks through his wares and finds some well made leather armour that he then buys.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?he walks over to the ork and the dwarve and tells the ork to back off, the ork then gets angry at him and he tells the dwarve to run away then whilst the ork chases him around he climbs a tree and escapes, going from tree to tree untill he loses the ork.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:he helps him get up and collect his coins then give them back to him then finds a suitible branch nearby to serve as a replacement walking stick.
How old are you?:14
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:Australia GMT+10
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:Yes, i am in advanced english in high school
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:yes i have played wow for man years now
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 internet for minecraft rp servers and i came across this one
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on MinecraftForum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Information gained out of character which the character shouldnt know about for example- Making gunpowder in the dark ages
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power emoting is when a character makes an emote in which another character cant prevent it or respond to it, for example- John blows up billy with a grenade
Character Race:Dwarf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: Balin was raised by his father and brothers, they taught him in the ways of blacksmithing and mining. Balin had a love for these 2 things and was constantly underground searching for minerals he could craft into armour or tools. Balin is blond headed dawrf with tanned skin and a long scraggly beard, he has a solid build and he has deep blue eyes.
Balin and the other Ironhammers moved to Mount Ire to try escape the death of Balin's mum, who was killed by a pack of wolves, Balin is now 21 and he has moved away from his family and is trying to make a name for himself as a master miner and blacksmith, he is also still haunted by the death of his mother, He is trying to run away from the past and start a fresh new life.
What are your characters ambitions?: To become a master miner and blacksmith
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:He loves drinking ale and eating beef jerking and salted pork.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I see the dwarf shopkeeper from under the cowl of my cloak, and I see me, a person haunted by there past who is trying to make a fresh new start. I walk over to the dwarf, his eyes light when he sees me striding towards his shop. "Pickaxes , shovels, swords you name I got it" he tells me. The desperation in his eyes as I try to decide if I will buy something, " I'll take that pickaxe and hammer" I tell him. He smiles and a huge weight is lifted from his shoulders, i pay him and he gives me my goods.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I see the orc threatening a fellow dwarf, i have to act now or violence will surely erupt. I walk over to the orc and tap him on the shoulder "who the hell are you and what do you want" the orc grunts at me, "please leave that man alone" i say sternly, the orc pushes the dwarf to the ground "make me" the orc screams in my face, anger erupting throughout his face. I throw 10 Minas at the orcs feet and told him to leave the man alone. the orc accepts the money and walks away.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you
are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:I see the old man fall over and I hear the clang of metal as a bag of Minas falls to the ground. I quickly rush over to the man to see I could help him, I see the bag of Minas on the ground just sitting there waiting to be taken, I go to pick up the bag but i pull back and go help the man. I head into the nearby forest and i find some sticks, i lash the sticks together and make a suitable walking stick for the man. The man thanks me and he hobbles away down the road.
Minecraft Account Name:
JunoStriker
How old are you?:
20
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:
Malaysia
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:
Yes, I do.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:
Almost none, but I'm willing to learn.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:
Yes I have.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:
I searched for hardcore role-playing servers and this seemed like the best one out there.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
N/A
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:
Role-playing is when you act as your designated persona as he/she would in accordance to the world around him/her.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:
Meta-gaming is the act of using information outside of your designated persona's knowledge to his/her advantage.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:
Power-emoting is using the emote function to act in such a way that the other role-player/s are unable to respond to the action/s.
Character Name:
Juno (no last name)
Character Race:
Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
Juno was never a people person. Ever since his parents had left him and his sister to live with their aunt in Al'Khazar, he had kept to himself. Their mother and father had fallen into debt, and decided to protect their children by distancing themselves from them. Juno didn't really care for the reason they did so, nor for their absence from his life. The only thing he seemed to have interest in was the well-being of his younger sister, Jovia. She was the polar opposite of Juno, always cheerful and outgoing, despite her weak body. Juno was willing to put up with other people in order to take care of his beloved sister. Without her habits of going outside to paint scenery and chase animals, he probably wouldn't have left the house at all.
Years passed. Jovia's body had become much too weak to walk on her own. Even though the locals never talked to Juno much, they admired his dedication to carrying his sister around where she wanted to go. He had grown to be fit and healthy, mostly thanks to his frequent outdoor trips with her. He was even starting to come out of his shell, little by little, engaging in small talk from time to time. It was not long after that she became too unwell to leave the house. Despite that, she retained her cheery disposition, and Juno did everything he could to make her feel better.
Unfortunately, things only got worse from there on. The undead were attacking the city, and everyone knew it was only a matter of time before it fell to the blight. Juno and Jovia were among the last to leave the city in search of refuge, joining those that were headed for Winterfell. Jovia's frail physique was badly affected by the harsh weather, no matter what Juno did to ease the pain and cold. Its severity was such that at one point of the journey she could not be moved from the encampment without suffering an incredible amount of pain. The refugees knew that she was slowing them down considerably, and made the painful decision to leave her behind at the encampment. Juno did not, instead choosing to stay with her.
The refugees left them some provisions, and went along their way. Her health steadily worsened, and Juno found it difficult to keep her alive, let alone comfortable. Repeatedly, she had asked him to leave her behind, and each time he had stood his ground. The provisions lasted them an agonizing week, owing to the fact that he hunted his own meals and gave the supplies to her. Both of them knew their options were limited.
It was then Jovia finally asked Juno to end her misery. She explained that all those times they've spent together outside, she did it to help him see how beautiful the world was. She had showed him nature, showed him art, shown him people. She had helped him just as much as he had helped her. She wanted him to live his own life, one where he was his own centre, not her. She wanted him to move on and leave her behind, but end her suffering before he did so. As hard as he opposed it, she was just as adamant, and he eventually gave in. Using the blade he had used to hunt, he beheaded her, as quickly and as painlessly as he knew how. He felt that she at least deserved a proper burial, and decided to take her corpse with him.
The journey to Winterfell was a long and painful journey, suffering from the cold and hunger. Halfway through the journey, he started to notice the symptoms of Grish, most probably contracted from his poorly-cooked meals. Visions of his now deceased sister came back to haunt him, especially the gruesome moment of her death. With both his physical, mental and emotional state strained beyond their limits, he finally collapsed, unable and unwilling to go on.
He awoke some time later to find himself in bed, being treated by a monk in Winterfell. By luck, or perhaps fate, he had lost consciousness not too far from the outpost, and was found by patrolling guards. He learnt that he had been out for a few days now, and he was fortunate that his Grish infection wasn't serious and was treated early. His hands had taken the worst damage, as those were the places that he could easily reach when the itching began. His eyesight didn't suffer too much, but were now much more sensitive to light.
After a month or two in rehabilitation, he regained his strength and began to help out in Winterfell. He tried to sign up for guard duty, but found himself unable to pick up a sword. Every time a blade was revealed to him, he suffered from a minor psychological breakdown. He distanced himself from the soldiers, and assisted the monk that helped him with his duties in the Reformed Church. He picked up some hand-to-hand combat techniques from the guards who were willing to teach him, and found out that he had a natural talent for it. Maybe it was the harsh conditioning he went through to get such a strong body, or maybe it was the fact that his hands no longer felt pain due to the Grish.
Just as things felt like they were returning to normal, the undead attacked Winterfell. Juno fought his hardest to protect the town, but the human forces were pushed back and forced to flee. As he and the others escaped the city, he thought about Jovia who was buried there, and what the undead might do with her corpse. He considered going back for her, but the monk who treated him stopped him from doing so. The town fell to the undead, and along with it, his sister.
Juno followed the monk and the Reformed Church until Alras, where he decided to part ways. He headed for Arethor, with the prospect of a new life ahead of him. Throughout the journey, up until the present, he has been hearing the voice of his sister calling for him. Is it just schizophrenia caused by his previous Grish infection, or something much more sinister?
What are your characters ambitions?:
He wants to put his past behind him and start anew. Easier said than done.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Juno wears a hood over his face because of his sensitivity to light. His arms are bandaged up, hiding the scars and blisters from the Grish infection. He's a lukewarm believer of the Reformed Church. He always uses his fists in combat, and is able to control his psychological breakdowns at the sight of a sword or blade to a certain extent. He makes it his personal mission to kill any undead he sees and give them a proper burial. The voice of his sister continuously echoes within his mind, but he is trying to ignore it. Slowly, but surely, the voice is pushing him over the edge. He has no preference of food, and is fine with eating anything, raw or cooked, since his taste buds aren't working properly. His goal in life may seem to be to live his life to the fullest in accordance to his sister's wishes, but secretly he is searching for a way to bring her back to life, and is willing to do anything to achieve it, if the opportunity presents itself. He has taken up painting to remember his sister by. He still prefers to hang out by himself, but does not turn down company. Minas is of little value to him, and keeps just enough to get by.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?
I walk up to the store, drawn by the dwarf's loud, almost desperate calls. I scan the shelves, unsure of what I'm actually planning to do. I don't have Minas to spare, neither have I any interest in his wares. I guess I feel empathetic, seeing as he and I are quite alike, trying to set up a new life. I scratch my chin, thinking about what my sister would do in this situation. Sighing, I walk back home and search for my pickaxe. I've had some experience at the mines in Winterfell, so it shouldn't be much of a problem to round up some ores. The dwarf's gonna have a surprise tomorrow when he goes to open the shop.
You’re in the Cloud Sanctuary late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. The only present monk is fast asleep, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?
Orcs. Although my hand-to-hand skills are my pride, I doubt I'll be able to face an orc in unarmed combat. Waking the monk would be a good idea, but can the dwarf wait till then? Which side is on the right side anyway, I wonder? Well, I'll have to do SOMETHING before things get out of hand. I walk up in between them and keep them at arm's length. "Now, what seems to be the problem?" I ask the orc. At that point all I can really do is hope the orc is in a talking mood and that I don't get a face full of fist. Even if it comes to that, at least the dwarf can get away. I've been in worse situations, anyway... have I?
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:
I instinctively take the man by the arm and help him up. I'm surprised at how effortlessly I do it, too. Once upon a time, I couldn't even look at anyone in the eyes save for my sister. I suppose her character HAS rubbed off me over the years. I bend over and help him pick up his Minas, and return to him every one. I've never really cared much for money, anyway. What good did it do me when I was stuck in that encampment? Besides, my sister will probably kill me if I tried to do anything funny with this guy. I best respect her wishes. She'd probably walk this old man home if she were here, too, so I'll offer to see him home safely. Guess I'll be going back late tonight.
Nedwilco
How old are you?:
14
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:
Australia
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:
Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:
Ive been on a some roleplaying minecraft servers
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:
Yes I have and i do agree
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:
My friend rackemwillie showed me it
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:
Definitions
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:
Pretending to be another person or thing that you are not.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:
Using knowledge that you character would not know at the time.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:
Using emotes in a way that others characters cannot reply or retaliate.
In-Character Details
Character Name:
Jarlus
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:
Jarlus was an outgoing person from a young age. He didnt look much like an elf, more like a human with browne hair and a beard with blue eyes.His parents are moderatly rich from his dads succesful mining a tree cutting company. His dad taught him how to cut down trees and trade so now Jarlus wants to be a wandering tradesman.
Jarlus learnt how to mine and craft basic tools from his father and plans to use these skills to start his trading empire. Jarlus is only 24 years old but has already learnt the virtue of patience and has saved up money and items for his trading adventure. He is greedy at times but has a good heart. Although he does not have any brothers or sisters, Jarlus was not spoilt and was taught to earn his own way in life.He was fascinated by the idea that, through trading, you could buy things for a low price and sell it again for a higher pirce
What are your characters ambitions?:
To become rich as a nomadic merchant.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
http://i1141.photobu...9-30_185701.png
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Jarlus likes the challenge of earning his own fortune and didnt accept any Minas from his parents when he moved out. When travelling, he walks on open pathways in hope of finding people interesting in buying items, but he carries a bow to ward off creatures and to hunt animals.
Open-Response-Questions
Each question here must be answered with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. the shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?
I walk into the city of Arethor for the first time and see a poor dwarf trying to sell me wares at ridiculously low prices. Scanning the stall I see some ores I take interest in. I talk to the dwarf about a price and dont accept his low prices, i buy him at a bit more then the average price.
You’re in the Cloud Sanctuary late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. the only present monk is fast asleep, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?
The orc is only a moderate distance away from me, i could easily kill him with my bow, but then i think, i dont know what is happening in this situation. I intervene and the dwarf tells me that he owes the orc alot of money. I cant afford to pay the money for the dwarf so i help him escape by threatening the orc with my bow. The orc realises that he cant get to the dwarf without me shooting him so he walks away in rage.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?:
The money spills onto the ground and i stare at it lustfully. My mind is in turmoil, take it, or dont take it? In the end good wins over and I help the old man up. I un-string my bow and offer it to him as a walking stick. He takes and I walk him home to keep him safe and to retake my bow when he is done with it. When i get to his home, the old man gives me some of the money, i cant resist and even though i know he has probably been saving it all his life, i take some of it.
Minecraft Account Name: Zion_Azumeraki
How old are you?:14
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern Time Zone/Florida
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes I love RP games
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes I've read the rules
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: On www.MinecraftSkinsPro.com
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:???
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!: Yes
Definitions:
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Roleplaying is when you play as a character in an anime
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: I don't know
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: I don't know
In-Character Details:
Character Name: Angel Darkwing
Character Race: Dark Elf
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: Angel Darkwing is a dark elf who was once a great wood elf. But then, his town was attacked by dark elfs who knew greater magc then any elder Angel ever knew. Angel ran but the one dark elf found him and captured him. They turned him into a dark elf that wears nothing but a black rouge robe. His personality is still kind and caring but when around other dark elfs, he acts evil. Angel is 26 years old and plans on killing the dark elf king one day.
What are your characters ambitions?: Angel Darkwing's ambitions is killing the dark elf king for killing his family and detroying his hometown.
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Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: My character is probably the best one I have ever thought of.
Open-Response-Questions:
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?: I would ask him how he is doing, what he is doing in a human city, and help him in anyway possible. I would make him a home if needed. The dwarf wouldn't need to be in a human city selling goods if he was in good health and good clothing.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?: I would run up to the orc and tell to leave the dwarf alone. If the orc doesn't stop I will equip my sword and hurt him tell he runs. I would ask the dwarf if he is ok and if he is, I would be on my way, but if he is not I would help him, unless there are other dark elfs around.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenseless man. What does your character do?: If it is just me in the wilderness with the man, I would help him up and help him pick up his Minas. I would make him a new walking stick and ask if he is alright. If I'm in the woods with other dark elfs I would take the Minas and leave the man.
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Minecraft Account Name: bob63721
How old are you?: 12
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:england west yorkshire
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:yes
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: yes i love roleplaying on anything
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:yes i agree and understand the rules
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: A friend
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: None
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: You make up a character and act out as if you are that character.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: useing OOC info incharacter
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: emoting anything that has no chance that has the other player has no chnage to retaliate against.
Character Name: Draton
Character Race: Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
Drayton as a young boy was happy and helped his father hunt animals, but that all changed when the Bandit's pillaged his small town. He was captured during the process and was forced to live as a slave as the years went on and the bandits trusted him more and more One of them asked him to go on a hunting trip with him he escaped with a very big strugle and whent to the first town he could find he worked with the guards. When the captain said one night that a group of scouts had seen
a hude bandit camp the captain said only the best of the guards would go and that drayton would lead them The day finnaly came and they marched out to the camp there was many bandits, they had build a wooden wall and the base was like a small wooden fort they had planety of bow men and more then enough arrows. They broke down the gate with shear force and charged in for the kill as drayton was fighting he saw the leader in armour but not like any other of the bandits armour, armour
from a true blacksmith's hammer he seazed the moment for the best change of armour, but the leader had a trick up his sleave up cast a spell and everything went blury all he felt was pain after the noise some of the guards rushed in to see drayton on the floor the guard's instantly kileld the leader and carryed drayton back to him home town. The best healers worked there magic. Drayton took everyday as a blessing to be alive and always looked befor he went charging into battle.
Drayton is a human with black hair and blue eyes, He also has a scar on his neck from which magic has worked its corse
He is a muscular man and is always friendly he has a short nose and small ears his hair style is ruffled and is teeth are well kept
he likes to go in the traianging hall and help young men who want to become soldier's he is a very cheerfull man but you shouldn't
get on the wrong side of him when he likes to drink.
What are your characters ambitions?: To become general of a great royal army
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: http://www.minecraftskins.com/skin/345754/jungle-knight/
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: No
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I would go up to the dwarf and see what he has for sale if he has nothing i would give him a few minas and see if he needed anything else.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? I would see what the problem was if the orc is just picking on the dwarf then i would tell him to go away. If the orc is just a bandit scaring a dwarf then i would try my best to keep everyone happy without disobaying any law's.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: I would help the man up and collect the minas, i would give them to him and maby for helping him
He might give me a few.
No alterations should be made to this format without consulting with the Application Team Leader.
Minecraft Account Name:
Re_addled
How old are you?:
16, I’ll be turning seventeen in November.
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:
Eastern Standard Time. United States of America,
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:
Yes, my grammar skills are efficient. I have been studying English composition for over four years now to; hopefully, improve my writing skills so that I will might be able to become a novelist.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:
Yes, I have been a part of two other role-play servers however, they weren’t as…intense as this server.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:
Yes, I have. I have reviewed the rules and plan to review it in the future if I have any questions or uncertainties.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:
I heard about this server from my friend who I have played with on another roleplay server. He told me that this server was a hardcore RP server which was something I had been looking for a while. He gave me a few links to the lore (mostly races and history) and I was instantly interested.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:
Role-play is the act of becoming an imaginary character that you make real by personifying and acting out their created personality, behaviors and thoughts as they would; Role-play is best done when the person acts as their character would solely, without the restraint of their personal feelings.
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:
Metagaming is, to the most of my knowledge, using information in role-play that you usually would not have. An example would be using information gained on the forums or said in OOC to aid yourself in the future while roleplaying.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:
Power emoting is when someone makes their character irrationally strong or powerful. This can be in essentially every sense: a person who is smarter than everyone else, more politically powerful. I see power emoting as someone who role-plays and makes their character the “best” at something without giving themselves the possibility of being defeated.
Character Name: Lorei
Character Race: Kharajyr
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:
Lorei is a young Kha’ Cheetrah. She is curious by nature and an eager learner. However, she fears making mistakes and shaming her associates and fellow Kharajyrs (strangers and non-Kharajyrs are ignored for the most part). As a kitten, Lorei has been independent and filled with potential and wild dreams. She would talk her parents to death about her ambitions and wild imaginative stories.
Now, she wants to take hold of her previous stories and use them to entertain the public, she wants to become a writer. More than that, she wants to explore the lands of Asulon to fuel her imagination and teach herself the ways of others. Despite wanting to be knowledgeable about all cultures and people, she lacks the tact to restrain her tongue from what might be offensive to others. She never truly means any harm; it’s just that she doesn’t see the wrong in saying what is on her mind at that moment.
What are your characters ambitions?: To explore the cultures of others and enlighten others with the fictional and true tales of the world as she views it. She would love to have a stable bookstore of some sort but because she is just beginning she is fine being something similar to a traveling merchant.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
Despite being seemingly lighthearted, she is just as proud as other Kharajyrs about her culture. She does not take advice well from others, especially those she sees as outsiders. These people might not exactly be Kharajyrs but people who have proven their loyalty to her as friends.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?
I inhale deeply, closing my eyes as a stretch shortly in the middle of the road. It felt good to be with people again even if they were human and seemed to be in permanent shock at seeing a Kharajyr in one of their towns. I exhale, moving to the side of the busy road as people bump and weave past me. As I move to the left, I see the stalls of merchants calling to the people passing by, most with little luck.
I watch their lobbying for a moment with small amusement, idle jealousy and sympathy welling up inside of me before I too begin moving again, intending on ignoring them all like the humans in front of me had. However, as I pass the last meager looking stall the dwarven man inside catches my eye.
He is sturdy looking, eyes brown and filled with hope and determination. As he sees me stop, he motions toward me and I slowly come toward him.
“Say,” The dwarf begins. “It ain’ oft’n I see a cat won’r so far aw’e from ‘ome.”
The dwarf then smiles, his teeth slightly colored and broken. The insult wasn’t meant, so I let the fact he called me a cat go and give him a small smile back.
“I am a traveler as well, I also thought of being a merchant but, uh,” I think quickly, eyeing the knick-knacks and gems he has scattered around. “I don’t have that much to my name as of right now.”
The dwarf hums and leans back on his stool. He sighs as he looks past me, eyes scanning for any possible customers before he chuckles and gestures to the stool on the outside of his stand.
“I dun’ think I’ll ‘e avin’ any buy’rs. Why ‘ont we ‘ave a chat?”
I smile, eager to come into the shade as I sit and wait for the dwarf to speak.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?
The night air is warm but there is a persistent breeze that chills my fur as I continue on the worn, dirt path. As I continue, I let out a yawn. I have been ready to rest for a while now, but there haven’t been any inns or friendly people eager to share their camp with a wandering soul. I shake my head, trying to clear myself of the drowsy haze and I nearly bite my tongue as an threatening growl cuts through the once calm silence of the night.
I feel my fur raise slightly in apprehension as I, despite the nagging feeling that I should be running the opposite way—where it would undoubtedly be safer—I continue on, paws stiffly sifting through the dirt.
The sight that I come to almost makes me obey my instinctual cowardice; an orc was snarling at a tremblign dwarf who seemed to be muttering frightened phrases to the angry beast. I pause, wondering what I could do in this situation, I wasn’t a fighter—I couldn’t scare the beast away—I would only make the orc angrier if I tried to speak with it. Was there anything I could do?
I sigh, shaking my head at my own worthlessness as I step into the moonlight and into the vision of both figures.
“Oh, thank ya—Kharajyr woman, please help me. This, this--!”
The orc lets out a savage noise, effectively silencing the dwarf. “Dwarf stole. Dwarf return or be punish.”
My eyes narrow as I quickly see what is going on. “This dwarf stole from you, or a dwarf stole from you?”
The orc snorts, turning back to the dwarf who backs hard into the trunk of the tree behind him. The weakness of the dwarf is…confusing. This particular dwarf seems strange and suspicious but she decides to help the man anyway.
“Orc,” Said creature turns to look at me testily. “I will give you all the gold that is in this bag if you let this thief go, deal?” I throw one of my heaviest satchels at the beast who catches it with greedy glee, about to open it.
“Ah, you mustn’t open it.” I say, calmly. “If you do, the gold inside with turn into nothing but rocks. You must be careful. Go, hurry home before the magic turns back on itself!”
The orc lets out a grunt and turns to run into the darkness, excitedly panting at its treasure.
The dwarf I saved sighs and sinks down the trunk until he hits the ground. “I never knew Kharajyrs can learn magic…”
“I’m sure there are some that can,” I respond quickly. “I can’t, the satchel was filled with rocks to begin with. If we are lucky the brute will listen and won’t find out the truth until we are far gone…”
The dwarf lets out an uneasy chuckle as I turn and stare at the shifting nature and run down pile the charging orc created.
Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick, looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenseless man. What does your character do?:
The old man is fragile and weak, making so many questions appear in my mind. Where is this man’s family? Why is he walking alone? Where are the men that should be protecting their grandfather? As the man’s walking stick breaks, I wonder why he hasn’t been robbed yet, especially with the many coins that he had with him.
I swallow with a bit of difficulty, jealousy and temptation making my movements a bit slow. This man…he is weak. I should be able to take what I want and run away before he would even realize what had happened. But then I look at his face and I see that his wise and knowing eyes have locked onto my face.
No, I think, this is a trap. The man’s eyes show that he knows what I was thinking…that he expects me to steal from him. I won’t. I won’t prove him right.
I grit my teeth, force myself to stop in front of him and yank the man to his feet. He lets out a startled and shocked yelp, inhaling sharply as I move away from him and scoop the Minas quickly into my hands, throw the coins into his dropped bag and toss the untied pouch at him again.
Without even speaking to the man, I pass him up and begin walking again. That man probably got his fortune by setting up unfortunate and desperate travelers and taking the reward for turning in thieves. I let out a strangled noise, upset by the injustice of the act.
As I finger the few coins in my satchel, I reason with myself. It wouldn’t have been fair if I let him have all of his Minas back, especially if it belonged to those who wouldn’t have stolen had he not provoked them. I nod, satisfied in the logic of my thievery as I continue to travel.
Minecraft Account Name:
"hades33"
How old are you?:
I am fourteen years old.
Time-Zone/Country of Residence:
Central Time zone/Canada
Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?:
Absolutely! My grip is precise, and completely accurate.
Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:
Yes. I have had quite a bit of experience, and I am even in a D&D campaign at the moment.
Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?:
Yes, sir.
How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:
About a year ago. I saw the trailer on YouTube, and I looked into it.
Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:
Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum?
In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:
"Roleplaying" is acting out a role, (usually the role is fictional, but not always)
In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:
Meta-gaming is the act of going outside the set boundaries of a world. Or doing something that's not in the set rules of the game. Or, it could also be the act of using information that your character may not have.
In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:
Forcing another player to conform to whatever emote you use. Such as: "Orcish_Guard attacks Dwarven_Shopkeeper without Dwarven_Shopkeeper even noticing, doing anything, or moving"
Character Name:
Nius Amberchest (Most call him just Nius)
Character Race:
Human
Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:
I was born on one of the many islands that surround the large landmass of Asulon. My father was a blacksmith, and my mother worked the farms. We were a poor family. One day, my father was called in to go to the wars. He never came back. We then moved to the central landmass. I grew up a fine lad, with
bulging muscles, and blonde, flowing hair. Then, tragedy struck. My mother, who I had cared for for so long, was stricken with disease.
She died within the year. I strove to fight against the creatures who had so brutally murdered my father, and eventually moved to Solace. The following few years, I trained in swordfighting, and mastery of the art of war. My eyes grew keen. I was finally ready.
What are your characters ambitions?:
-To avenge his father's death.
-To join a guild of some sort
-To meet the love of his life.
Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:
No.
Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response?
The dwarf looked like a sneakthief from the first time I saw him. Oh, sure. He looked like a "poor dwarf looking to make a living", but I could see his true purpose. In the dark alleyways beside him, I could see the thugs waiting to pounce as the dwarf's victims were lured by the shivering, tragic dwarf. I spat on the cobblestone beneath me and walked off, disgusted.
You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?
I walked towards the Orc, sword drawn. "Look, mate. You and I both know that that dwarf isn't a very good candidate for threatening. And those threats! They could hardly scare a fly. I know a few threats myself. How about this one?" I thrust the sword towards the orc's heart quickly, then pull back just before it touches his chest. "Now that's a threat!"
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?:
"Alright, old man. You've had your fun. As soon as I bend down to pick that up, your hired goons will attack me, is that it? Well, I'm not having any of it!" I kick the purse slightly, so it lands on his head.
"Alright, men. Are you going to come and fight? Or shall I just take all the money from your master, so you won't have any payment? I don't normally deal with bandits, you know, but I could take you!" Silence. Oh dear. I think he wasn't trying to trick me.
When I role-play it depends on the environment, but for minecraft I would probably go for a dark veteran of some kind, or a happy peasent
just trying to make a living. basicly something funny,cool,awsome, or interesting. I have no idea what power emoting is but if it is being extremely emotional um I guess I could do that but it depends. gilidan, elf, some sorta demon. gilidan is a wise druid elf that seeks adventure and magic. Ok its a randomly generated name from world of warcraft that I loved. And kinda made a backstory for him. AND MINECRAFT SAYS I CAN'T HAVE SKINS... so im stupid steve... it sucks...
1st question response: I would see what he had to sell and if it was something interesting I would buy it if I could afford it. And if I couldn't or didn't like anything I would be polite about it.
2nd question response:Druids can someone vines so: I would hold them both down and find out both sides of the story. then crush the evil one VERY PAINFULLY. hehe.
3rd question response: Help the man up and give him back the money and get him a better stick.
please whitelist me and tell me the ip adress please.
[color="#FF8C00"]Minecraft Account Name: njhill13[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]How old are you?:14[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]Time-Zone/Country of Residence: NZ standard time[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes, I do.[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]Have you had any previous experience in role-playing?: Yes I have, unfortunately the server had become corrupt and my experience was not what I had expected. I am in fact, looking forward to a role-playing server which I can enjoy. As well as experience role playing as it should be.[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes.[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I have a friend on the server already who has informed me of the server.[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: N/A[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!:. yes [/color]
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[color="#FF8C00"]In your own words, define what the act of role-playing is: Roleplaying is taking something to a whole new level. It consists of extreme realistic acting. To role-play you must take up a role, act it sensibly and stay true to who your new personality is.[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: meta-gaming is a type of realic gameplay. As the time is set long before the "players" time, The character you are roleplaying as the character would have no idea of the ways of the present time of the player. To know a new location you must follow someone instead of simply obtaining the co-ordinates from another player. Or even read it somewhere else. [/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power emoting is to be a sensible gamer as you speak out your actions. A power-gamer is someone who attempts, usually without failure, to gain power over another. When power emoting, if the result becomes inevitable that you will fail, do not power-game. Power emoting is to speak your actions before another player. This is simply another way of role-playing. [/color]
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[color="#FF8C00"]Character Name: Sade Carthos[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]Character Race: Human[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary: I come from the lands of Alrih, the white city of Alisthere. My birthplace. My name is Sade Carthos. I know my mother and fathers names, however they were murdered when I was a young child. I do not remember their faces but I remember their killers face perfectly. His sturn face, crooked cheekbones. I would never be so lucky to avenge the death of my family, at least not for many years. I was sent away to Asulon soon after, however, I did not want to leave. It was not my choice. My brother would not let me stay here as long as there was a blade eager to taste my blood. It was lucky he sent me so soon, both my servant and my brother were slaughtered as they slept. Now, I am the last of my bloodline and now a new king rules the throne that my father once sat upon. I fear that if I should return home I will be treated undoubtedly as the rest of my family was.
On my arrival to Asulon I was taken in by a simple farmer and his family. I housed myself under the sturdy roof of a barn. I worked as a farmhand, tending to the animals and working off the land. It was hard work and for 6 years I stayed with my new family. Even though we did not share blood, I loved them as I loved my previous family, and to this very day I know they loved me back. The work made me sturdy, well built and athletic. I did not know much about combat, I remember only vaguely the art of battle that my brother and father once taught me. My hair has grown long and almost reaches the base of my neck. The blonde strands curl at the ends. I could defend my new family from predators. However I could not defend my own father from the illness that took him from me. It was soon after that my half-sister would become ill as my father was. I new I couldn't stay. I took a vow to never rest until my family bee cured from this illness. And so, I traveled far from my home to the unknown land that stretches out before my feet.
[color="#FF8C00"]What are your characters ambitions?: To avenge the death of his family and find a cure for his new sister and mothers illness.[/color]
[color="#FF8C00"]Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:
[color="#FF8C00"]Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: Sade Carthos is sensitive however he still carries his arrogance that was passed on from his father. Nothing will walk over him, At least, Not without a fight.[/color]
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[color="#FF8C00"][i]Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? I hear the small mans deep voice call to me. I know my goal is not here with the dwarf, however my thoughts sadden as I notice how desperate he really is. I turn and face the man. I do not stare, nor treat him any disrespect. I have seen his race before, once. Along the road to where I am now. I greet him politely and unfortunately my voice stumbles as it once did as a boy. I repeat my greeting again with a controlled voice. He smiles, "its been a long time since someone decent has responded to me." I look down at my feet and smile, "and I am decent, You would know?" I reply. "Aye, I would assume so lad." I shuffle towards the man and ask; "Can I see your goods?". The dwarfs expression lightens. "as you wish." W[/i][/color]
[i][color="#FF8C00"]You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?[/color][/i]
[i][color="#FF8C00"]Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenseless man. What does your character do?: I am surprised to see the old man crumble to the ground. He moans quietly, He stares into my own eyes. I see fear, the same fear I saw in my fathers eyes as he slipped from reality. A pile of Minas has piled at my feet. I crouch down and roll the Minas around in the center of the palm of my hand. The Minas could almost definitely aid me in my quest to find a cure. However I would be committing a felony, Stealing from the weak. I would not do such a thing. I could not. I lay down my own walking stick and scoop the coins up in the hands. The old mans first impression of my actions left him bowing his head sobbing. I Pour the coins into the pouch and lay it in front of him just enough for him to see it. As his head lifts I hold my hand to him. "thankyou" He whispers softly. I help him to his feet and put the stick in his hands. Saying nothing, I turn to walk away but he cries; "wait!" I turn and face him, His free hand extended, holding a singular gem. I smile at his offer. "Be safe, these roads are hard. Keep that purse somewhere hidden." I take the gem from the man and turn to walk away, no more words are spoken and I do not turn back.