[Denied] Server Application MildStatic

[MildStatic 158]

What’s your Minecraft account name?: MildStatic
How old are you?:  16
Are you aware the server is PG-13 (You won’t be denied for being under 13):  Yes
Have you read and agreed to the rules?:  Yes
What’s the rule you agree with the most?:  No powergaming or metagaming
Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense? (if so we can help clear it up!):  No  They’re very well written
How did you find out about Lord of the Craft?:  Was searching for a new roleplay server that was easy enough to run on my computer and found it. I really love LotR so this place stood out to me :)
Link(s) to past Whitelist Applications (If applicable):  none

 

What is roleplaying?:  the act of taking on a particular role in accordance to the expectations of the designated society/universe/scene and furthermore acting, speaking and making decisions based on your role.
What is metagaming?:  is any action used in a game which goes against a prescribed ruleset, uses external factors to affect the game, or goes beyond the supposed limits or environment set by the game.
What is power-emoting (powergaming)?:  making decisions in-game, in roleplay or elsewhere with the exclusion of considering the other player/environment and tends to take away from the atmosphere of the game/role-play. 

 

Character’s name:  Lieryn
Character’s sex: Female
Character’s race: Wood Elf
Character’s age: 117

Biography:  Lieryn was born in the year 1446 Laurelin in but didn’t end up spending more than a few years there. Her mother despised her father and everything to do with him, including her only daughter. Being too young to remember at the time, Lieryn never fully understood the terms of why her parents didn’t get along and why she never met her father or ever heard anything about him. Before her sixth birthday, Lieryn was thrown out of her mother’s home, her parent’s hatred too dear to show mercy even to that of a child. But by some miracle, as the young Wood Elf sat crying by the roots of a tree, a caravan of Highlander men rode by and saw the girl all alone and with the kindness of their hearts, took it upon themselves to find her a happier, safer home where she would be loved and cared for, although that didn’t exactly go to plan. Upon arriving in the settlement of Courland, Lieryn was left an orphan to wander the streets, getting by with scraps of food that would otherwise be thrown out. A year of this went by before Lieryn was found by the man who she later grew to love as a father. 
A man, trained in the arts of blacksmithing and its various crafts. He took her in under his roof and offered her what little he had. Raised her and trained her everything he knew and loved her like a father loves his child. From the moment they met to his last dying breath, he made sure that Lieryn had all the knowledge she would need to live her exceedingly long life and in turn, Lieryn promised to carry on his work with honour and pride, dedicating her life to becoming the best blacksmith she could be. A little while after her adoptive father’s death, Lieryn found herself sitting alone in her house. The light from the small fire she had lit dancing up the walls with a soft glow. It was late and sleep was calling to her, but something wouldn’t let her rest. And just as she was about to retire to her room, the sound of knuckles against a wooden door echoed into her ears. She stood there for a few minutes, debating whether or not somebody arriving this late would have good intentions. But eventually curiosity won her over and she opened the door to a fine Wood Elf man who she later discovered to be named Safon. Upon conversing, she told him that the house and blacksmith belonged to her and she then happily let him inside. She equipped him with new armour and fixed his sword, allowing him to stay the night to gather himself and be on his way. But when the sun rose the next morning he had not gone and instead decided he would stay with Lieryn, and help her around the blacksmith where it need be and slowly but surely, the two quietly fell in love. But Safon was a man of travelling and his soul craved adventure. Upon deciding to leave, he managed to convince Lieryn to travel with him. Leave behind what was left of the small blacksmith and go with him to see the beauties of the land. They currently find themselves on the coastline near Laurelin, back where it all started.

Personality Traits: She has a habit of sharpening her weapons or polishing her armour when she’s really mad. She really loves to swim even though she’d only been a couple times as well as she loves to be inventive. However she dislikes pressure and gets stressed when a lot is asked of her. 

Ambitions: Hopes to become and extraordinary blacksmith. 

Strengths/Talents: She’s really innovative and can create nifty things out of seemingly nothing. 

Weaknesses/Inabilities: Socialising

Appearance: She has pale-ish skin for a Wood Elf as her father was a High Elf (though she is not certain of that herself) and she has the familiar build of a typical Wood Elf, slightly on the short side at 5ft 8 with light brown hair and pale green eyes. She is very well built after spending so much time in the blacksmith and has scars drawn all over her hands from her time slaving over a forge and handling swords and various other weapons, although she covers those with leather gloves. 

 

Skin: http://imgur.com/UUVzeU8

[Quavinir_Twiceborn 1050]

 

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-Plagiarizing again in any form will result in being denied.

 

-You may re-apply in 24 hours.

 

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