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  • Rules: Yes
    Referral: minecraftservers.org
    Discord: PufferfishTrash#1901
    In your own words, what is powergaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Metagaming within my own words would be having a character know something in-game that should only be known out of the game and is not general knowledge nor related to their backstory.
    In your own words, what is metagaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Powergaming within my own words would be unrealistic actions of other characters and or forcing others to do things they had no choice in, or unrealistic actions such as a baby having magic and killing everyone in the whole wide world.
    Status: Accepted

She was born within the lands of Elvenesse, Her parents often travelled and only ever stopped when she was born, then they set off to another kingdom. Along their way, they were attacked by bandits. WIthin the scuffle, she was left behind and lost to the wilderness around her. She was only the age of 1. That was all she could recall from her old life, most was unknown to her, including where she hailed from. As of now, she had always remembered having those cursed hands, her finger tips darken by shadows, creeping up ever so slowly as she aged. She, at this time was being raised by two humans who could not have a child of their own and took her in, they never said where they had found her and such, just simply gave an answer that they were trusted by a good friend, to keep her safe. These humans went by Tom and Ceara, they took her to many places within their town and then some to figure out her illness. Then they came across a travelling witch who said that she was cursed, she wasn't sure of what kind but it was the type to have perminate death, once the shadows creeped into her heart and soul, she'd die. After learning of such a thing, she spent most of her time studying medicines and herbs, trying to find what could cure her illness, in very much deniel about it being a curse as that would be odd to have as an elf. She was suppose to be immortal unless mortally wounded, she shouldn't die after reaching a certain age, right? So now, she travels the lands, trying to find an answer, through plants and perhaps she may be even look at magic as a possible answer. She still has some time as her curse has reached her wrists. Though it has begin to grow faster. She can only hope to find these answers in time. As of the moment, she has travelled far, and seen many a thing. Her human family still lives within Haense and her elven parents she has no clue of where they could be.


Character Name: Alma Zinyra
Character Race: Elf
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 24
Physical Description: Dark brown/grey slacks, white/yellow undershirt w/ brown vest/coat over a button-up, brown shoes, white hair, purple eyes, pale w/cursed hands black.
Roleplay Scenario:

She looks at this well dressed man, curious yet cautious expressions, slighty shifting her weight onto one foot and back and forth, feeling a bit anxious. She took a moment to breathe in and out before speaking with a slight smile. "Thank you, it is a pleasure to be here, though I am not exactly here for those... topics, I wouldn't mind hearing a bit more about what you have to say, as you seem rather bold" She smiled a bit more, making eye contact with him as she gains more confidence.

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