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Cantuariorum
  • Rules: Yes
    Referral: Through a Friend
    In your own words, what is powergaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Metagaming is when a player uses information gathered in an out of character manner within in character interactions, usually either to gain an advantage over other players.
    In your own words, what is metagaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Powergaming is when a player uses powers or gives their characters strengths that are considered unbalanced by either players or DMs, always to gain an advantage over other players.
    Status: Accepted

Feliks of Metterdan was born between a Snow Elf father and a Highlander Raevir mother. His childhood was extremely troubled given that his birth was of forced conception, with his father being extremely absent (more so vanished back to his fortress), and his mother left to deal with the shame of a half-breed child. Whilst his mother, Anastasiya, didn't get rid of the child, she failed to raise him for the first few years of his life. He was handed over to a local orphanage in Metterdan ran by the local monastery, and given the remote location of the duchy, along with the lacking intelligence of the religious converts in the monastery, Feliks was misidentified as a pure human. Whilst he grew up sickly and pale, as well as lethargic sickness as a child, they merely took it as why his mother abandoned him to an orphanage; he was a sickly child, and wouldn't survive with a poor family. Despite the hardship that one might experience from being a sickly orphan child, Feliks remained optimistic and hardly thought about his parents. Given that the rest of the children around him found themselves troubled, he entertained himself by trying to make friends with those outside of them, and so fell into a friendship with the local woodsman's son; Svonimir. The two often played together after his standard chores at the orphanage, and it soon become a trio with the inclusion of Svonimir's brother, Ivan. Due to the intervention of these two souls, Feliks' childhood became something of an unlikely event, given that he grew up as a happy orphan. These three often came together to think of themselves as three heroes, playing and bashing each other with sticks and playing rough that would lead into Feliks' mercenary life later on. The monks of the monastery began to teach Feliks scripture, and indoctrinate him into the practice of Cannonism. Growing into his teenage life, Feliks took to a band of local mercenaries. Since he was approaching his adult life, Feliks needed work fast, and so began to train under this mercenary band with a two handed Raevir sabre. They also taught him the act of dirty fighting with hand to hand, closing the gap, fighting distance and so forth with dagger and sword. As Feliks grew into his adult life, he began to realise the truth about his heritage after travelling around some of the outer regions of Metterdan with his mercenary band. This inner conflict seemed to grip him, and so he sought to sate it by serving his country, taking to Svonimir and Ivan even more after dropping from his mercenary band and aiding them in leaving Metterdan with their artefact. After reaching Haense, the trio continued on to the Capital of Man, Svonimir and Ivan seeking out their heritage and Feliks trying to carve his way through the world. 


Character Name: Feliks of Metterdan
Character Race: Highlander
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 22
Physical Description: Feliks is a half-breed of Highlander and Snow Elf descent, with flowing silvery-blonde hair, tipped ears. He stands at 6'2, with a gaunt stature.
Roleplay Scenario: The traveller has just arrived in a small town. As they look around, their gaze is met with run down houses and shops. They duck into one of the shacks, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the small room, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town?" She begins, then pauses to study their face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a chair, “Where do you come from? What do you hope to make of yourself?”

((How does your character respond? Please ensure your response is at least six sentences long, and uses at least two actions.))

Example: (delete this when you add your own)

"Oh, I just, uh…" The traveler stutters, tensing up. They eye the crone, then back outside the shack. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until…
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This is a very well written application. We are glad to Welcome you to Lord of the Craft!
 

If you need guidance or assistance you may contact myself either:

In game: /msg Zombiefide
In Discord: Zombiefide#7551
We encourage all new players to join the New Player Discord, where we will be happy to assist you at any time: https://discord.gg/eySYjqw

 

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