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  • Rules: Yes
    Referral: Google
    In your own words, what is powergaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Using OOC information to avoid in game application and learning of events. In essence, using OOC instead of IC to get information/impact a scene.
    In your own words, what is metagaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Out of the box use of emotes or actions to do something you're unable to actually do in game. For example, Derrick transformed his head into a dragon and ate my pickaxe! Gasp!
    Status: Accepted

It was an odd dream, the little dwarf realized. Always starting with those soft sounds echoing, before the roars. Drip, drip.

 

Stalactites echo their sultry sound of running water from the ceilings of a darkened place. Hundreds of dwellings, laughter and merriment echoing from the depths of a titanic cavern. All before a rumble of lava poured like a hiss into underground streams as smelteries and forges flared to life. To war!

 

Clanging rose from the deepest corners as figures hazy and unremarkable strode through streets with grim faces, and a blaze of defiance in grey hues. Clangs of steel and iron were beaten to a fine folded stretch, while a burning coal haze rose like a steam between chains and chimneys alike. What was this place, buried deep within the earth under the ruins of the Urguan’s underground strongholds? Who could say. A lost paradise, an underground fortress? But second by second in such a dream, it grew. It expanded and chiseled into stone a powerfully gigantic sight. Barbican swung wide like a massive maw in a mountain range, drawbridge rattling down for a triumphant army to escape the reaches of the earthen caverns. Was it a derelict being reborn, or a keep made to conquer?

 

Whatever it was, it spoke to this little dwarf, this humble and unworthy little male of stout stature. Even as toned biceps flexed trying to hammer his first bar of iron, even as stubby fingers swept through raven black locks in sheer surprise at the taste of his first barrel of ale. This dream remained always as blue eyes stared exhaustedly at a rocky sky, and as a rough palm swept up a bag of tools to venture into the depths of the earth alone- as his Brathmorakin sire scoffed between frothing hiccups of drunken fury and golden finery. Never to return without triumph and a worn pickaxe at his waist.

 

This little one was made to dig. Made to excavate. Made to rebuild the glory of their kind with the very veins of the earth that spilled their ores against his fingertips. His name was Rio'dun. Soon, this dwarf would hammer that name into the stones of this world, and smile at the very edge of the battlements he dreamed of. There’d be plenty ‘behind these borders’, let there be no mistake- and no end to foes a mountain dwarf should fight.
 


Character Name: Riodun
Character Race: Mountain Dwarf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 28
Physical Description: Red robes billowing over forged muscles, a chiseled jaw and a beard often blackened with coal from the mines; this is a man who shines in the depths.
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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Unfortunately, at this time your application has been placed on pending for the following reason(s):

  • Your application looks great, loving the style you’ve gone with and I’m really enjoying the interesting facts you got.

  • Just one thing, however. Your backstory has to include and integrate two named pieces of server lore. Unfortunately, the word ‘dwarf’ couldn’t make the cut here, but the reference to Urguan was on point. 

  • One minor edit to make: We do not have gunpowder on LotC, and so this reference should be removed. 

Please make the above corrections, and contact me on Discord at Tahmas#0117 once having made these fixes so I may re-review your application.

 

You only have 24 Hours to make the requested changes before this application is denied. You do not need to post a new application to make these fixes, you can simply edit this current application. If you have any questions about how to make these corrections, please contact me on Discord.

 

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Ah! The gunpowder reference was replaced with a coal fueled haze. Although... the reference to dwarf wasn’t the second mention! The last bit, where it mentions ‘behind our borders’ was a reference to the Anthem of the Confederation (of Hammers), written by Norkai. In it, the anthem ends praising the doomed Confederation’s plentiful resources held by such borders. Which, of course, ended up being destroyed. For someone who wanted to rebuild the glories of the dwarves, it seemed apt. 

 

As a courtesy though, I added mention of a Brathmorakin sire. Will that suffice?

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