-Minecraft IGN: Enady
-Skype Name: everett.jjones
-Do you have any prior roleplay-related experience, if so could you give an example? Multiple D&Ds and a few other minecraft roleplaying servers like LotC and Aeonis.
-Define Power-gaming in your own words: Making a character out to be above anyone else, such as being an excellent fighter and taking no damage from a foe or having control over situations in which no one would have complete control.
-Define Meta-gaming in your own words: Using OOC information ICly to further your character or to cause the story to shift in any way.
-Character name: Aroan Finuan
-Character race: High Elf
-Character age: 132
-Character Occupation: Bartender
-Character Description: Aroan is a rather tall High Elf standing at eight feet tall. His hair which once was a light green, has been changed to a solid black color through his own preference. Aroan's eyes are still a deep green just as he was born with. Though his job puts him in a rather vibrant, lively position Aroan sticks to a rather drab wardrobe. He is normally found in fine black robes with a silver trimming to them.
-Character personality and trait: Aroan is a rather charismatic individual. He normally tries to welcome all though his family and elders would see him as a "Mud Elf." Aroan sees it as a necessity in his line of work and for his overall goals in life. Aroan is also a bit of a con man by trade. His time in taverns has given him a sense of people and unluckily for most Aroan uses that for his own advantage.
-Character biography: Aroan lived through the 70 year war, being 62 when the war had first broken out. The elders of his city had told the populace that they would be safe in the tree tops, well away from the Orcs, Trolls, and Goblins below them. Aroan, however, was not a strong believer in his elders' knowledge seeing as peace was the natural state in the world. When the Pact finally had reached his home Aroan was one of the many High Elves drafted to fight off the hordes of enemies that swarmed their treetop home. He was far from a suitable fighter seeing as he was only trained for a few months before the assault of his home, though Aroan stood his ground when the merciless waves of the Pact came through.
After the weeks of being besieged by the Pact, the treetop city fell. The Pact had effectively toppled the trees that held the city and left nothing for the High Elves to return to, and what survivors were left were rounded up and slaughtered in the fields below the trees. Only a handful of the townspeople had managed to evade the Pact's hunting parties as they made their way further west to the safety of Barkamsted. Some died of starvation, others were caught in their sleep or while gathering food for the rest of the journey. The already slim numbers of the survivors quickly dwindled to just a few, near death elves. Upon reaching the promised land of Barkamsted, the elves took on what duties they could in the city to help the expanse.
Aroan spent 67 years within Barkamsted working any job that he could find, this varied from masonry to baking. He did anything he could to keep himself alive while the town became more and more crowded. His efforts to make connections with all the incoming races separated himself from his own as he was deemed a "Mud Elf" for speaking with the other races. This was however the only way Aroan saw that he would begin to thrive within the walls and transcend the lower social bounds of the poor refugees.
-Please give us a short RP response to these two scenarios. (At least one paragraph for each.)
You’re walking around the markets at around noon. There’s a lot of people around you, still gathering their items as they prepare to shut down their many stands. Suddenly you feel a gentle lifting of your coin purse as a child graces you and soon after they take off sprinting. You have been robbed.
With the obviously more nimble child already taking off Aroan would shake his head with a laugh. This had once been a hospitable town at least, but with the almost constant arrival of refugees in the past years it has turned so quickly. Aroan would let out a long breath as he continued his walk through the crowd, his own fingers beginning to wander as he bumped into people at the stands. Pouch after pouch Aroan cut them from the sides of the other townspeople. At the end of the marketplace Aroan would stuff all the pouches into a small bag before he slipped into the alley ways of the city.
You’re heading back to the city through the woods when you hear a whining coming from nearby. Upon further investigation you come across a grey-coloured wolf that appears to have its leg caught in a bear trap. Around it is three smaller lumps of fur, obviously puppies belonging to the trapped mother. Without help, they’ll all die, but wolf skins are quite valuable too, not to mention that the nearby farms suffer quite a bit from the wolf population.
Aroan would take out his knife from within the sleeve of his robe, this would be a pay day and the start of a new business oppurtuniry for him. As he approached the trapped wolf he would leap towards it, knocking the beast to its side as he wrapped an arm around its neck. The wolf had managed to take hold of Aroan's side with a bite, but Aroan fought through the pain. He drove the dagger into the wolf's neck, giving it a merciful death before taking its teeth from his side. There was a sharp pain associated with the bite and Aroan tended to it, wrapping it tightly with strips from the arm of his cloak. He was a bit short of breath, but Aroan ran after the pups and gathered them up. He loaded the pups into a small sack before taking his time to skin the mother. With pelt and pups in hand Aroan made his way back to the marketplace to get himself a well deserved pay day.
-Describe to us why you wish for your character to have magical capabilities: With a character that isn't a wonderful fighter and is relying on a smile and his words, I am hoping Aroan could use illusion magic to aid him in his schemes. Whether it be making clones to walk in all directions, clones to act as muscle, a mist, or anything he would need.
-Please give an example in your own words describing the limitations placed upon those who use magic: The artifact given limits the overall strength of the magic, a person can channel as much as they have, but the artifact controls all.
-Please give a simple description of the magic system in your own words: Knowledge,artifacts, no spells. You have to learn to use your magic, you have to concentrate.
-You are given a very basic trinket of fire, you haven't had much practice with magic yet, but you will try your best. Describe some things you could/would do with this trinket: Form a fireball, boil water, make a lantern, or start a campfire.