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    In your own words, what is powergaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Metagaming comes forth in a lot of ways, but in short, it is quite simply using knowledge that your character shouldn't know IC. This could be using Discord to coordinate with your friends.
    In your own words, what is metagaming, and why should it be avoided in roleplay?: Something I was guilty of in my early roleplaying days, but to be fair, I didn't know any better at the time. Anyway, powergaming is when you "act" or "emote" for another player, or in such a manner that doesn't leave an out for the other player. The age
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Colyn Dyrmoore was raised in the capital of the Kingdom of Marna: Senntisten. His parents ran a small tavern there. An only child, he spent his youth helping to run the tavern, serving drinks, chatting with travellers and adventurers alike. He was enamoured with their tales. However as the years passed and Colyn grew older, his laziness grew with him. He started to partake more in the drinking and less in the serving. He was no longer interested in their stories, but rather their company.

 

"Colyn, please," pleaded his mother. "Your father is furious. You haven't served a customer in... I don't even know how long!". Colyn took a final sip of his spiced wine before setting the bottle down in front of him. He gave his mother his best easygoing smile, before calmly defending himself, "Oh come on mum. You know as well as I, that I have been. I've been sitting here chatting them up. I may not be running around anymore, hounding them, asking if they want anything. I just bring them something I know they want. My people skills have really paid of if you think abo-". His mother cut him off before he could continue, "No Colyn, you've been bringing yourself something! You've been bringing more ale and wine to yourself than you have paying customers!"

Colyn saw too late that she was eyeing the bottle he had put down, but it was already in her hands before he could ****** it. "Speaking of which, what happened to those friends of yours with whom you were just with. I can't help but notice that they've left without paying their tab." She wasn't yelling. That was the worst part. He was being scolded. Colyn ran a hand through his unkempt hair and tried the smile again, with about the same amount of success as last time. Or rather lack thereof. "Oh... Eh... Them? Don't worry, they're regulars. You'd know that if you spent more time with your customers." She clearly wasn't satisfied with his answer. He started feeling drops of sweat form on his forehead. He wept them away with another hand though the hair. "Seriously mum, relax. They're good for it, I swear. They'll pay up. They will! You have my word." Colyn's mother just stood there regarding her son for a while. Wet spots were forming on his back and under his arms. Those few seconds felt like an eternity. She didn't look mad. She didn't even look sad; not really. She looked disappointed. Regretful even. "Your word doesn't mean anything to me anymore, Colyn". She placed the spiced wine back in front of him and went into the back of the tavern without another word. She glanced back at her son one last time, but he didn't notice. He was finishing his wine.

 

Colyn left not soon after. Too prideful to admit his faults. To look his parents in the eyes. He grabbed a bottle from behind the desk and went out into Senntisten. And then out into the wild. 

 

Character Name: Colyn Dyrmoore
Character Race: Heartlander
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 31
Physical Description: Colyn is a fair-skinned, but scrawny, still moderately young man, with shaggy brown hair and welcoming green eyes.
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.))

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"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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Your application was denied for the following reasons

~ Your Powergaming definition and backstory both were found to contain plagiarism. Under the rules of the application process this is an instant denial.

 

 

 

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