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    Referral: minecraft-server-list.com
    In your own words, what is powergaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Metagaming is using OOC knowledge in roleplay situations. It is also organizing roleplays or asking for help, etc.
    In your own words, what is metagaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Power gaming is forcing a roleplay partner into a scenario, especially when fighting. Ex : " She snarled, firing a clean shot through his chest with her bow, " instead of : " She snarled, leaping up and aiming a shot at his chest."
    Status: Denied

 Miracylea is not what you would call a normal High Elf. Although born to normal, pure-bred High Elves, Mira was orphaned not long after she was bon when a human band of thieves attacked her parents while traveling. One of the members, taking pity on the child, begged the other members to take her in as their own. Therefore, Miracylea was raised as a 'human' knowing nothing of her elven culture. Things did, however, become clearer as she grew older. Her childhood friends seemed to be growing older, while she kept her youthful features. Her bright eyes and hair and pointed ears seemed painfully apparent in the small hand mirrors she stole from homes and caravans. She refused to address her differences, relying on the smooth words of her adoptive mother, Gwenethyn, instead. After her death, Miracylea decided to set out on her own, using her elvish agility to perform the small thieveries she was used to in order to stay alive. She still holds a firm distaste to her own culture, finding herself wanting to be an elf less and less the more she learns. She often dyes her hair in order to distance herself from her race, and also avoid recognization for her small crimes. She has never known the true demise of her real family, as she was told she was found an orphan outside a human city.


Character Name: Miracylea
Character Race: High Elf
Character Gender: Female
Character Age: 52
Physical Description: Miracylea stands at 6'3, though she tends to hunch over to avoid sticking out. She has pale hair and blue eyes. Her skin is pale, as with most elves.
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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