[✔] [Accepted] [Pending] Whitelist Application

[IsaaKc 1240]

What’s your Minecraft account name?: Caesarian_Shadow
What timezone are you in?: East Coast USA time (Gerogia, Northa and South Carolina etc).
How old are you?: 12
Are you aware the content and interactions on this server may not be appropriate for children under the age of 13? (You won’t be denied for being under 13): I've read many book series that include sword fighting, language, and gore, I think I'll be alright.
Have you read and agreed to the rules?: Yes
What’s the rule you agree with the most?: No physic-denying structures
Are there any rule(s) that confuse you or don’t make sense? (if so we can help clear it up!): Nope.
How did you find out about Lord of the Craft?: Minecraft-Server-List
Link(s) to past Whitelist Applications (If applicable):https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/163744-%E2%9C%97-whitelist-application/#comment-1548747  

What is Roleplaying: Acting out or performing the part of a character.

What is Power-gaming: A character/player doing something to a character they'd realistically be unable to do, e.i. dodging every punch.

What is Metagaming: Another player telling you information about a character, place, or thing, that's OOC knowledge whil in character.

 

 

Have you logged into the server yet? (You cannot be whitelisted without logging in at least once): Yes.
 
 
 
Character’s name: Caesar
Character’s sex: Male
Character’s race: Wood Elf
Character’s age: 78
Biography: Born in 1583 within Linandria I lived a life of dedication to the guard force, serving against the raids of the Orcish Warnation and any who attempted violence to my home. Now retired, I seek adventure more to spice my reasoning for life. I carry on my family name in solitude after my Mother was slain in an Orenian raid and my father died many moons after from wounds. I too was wounded, an Orenian solider lacerating a scar on my back. Throughout my early childhood, I would travel long trails alongside my father, to Svenhold to trade the miniscule crops and items that we had. Once I ventured alone in 1603 and got caught up in a suprise raid during the war between Courland and Haense, I nearly lost my head in my way to Voron. I never knew much of the other kingdoms, clans, and nations, due to my folks little knowledge of the Isles of Axios. After my parents passed, a bolt of realization struck me as I would need to start making money, my only choice of service to uphold the swords for hire of being a fearsome mercenary, even though I hated killing. With a dagger hooked to my belt and my father's old bow on my back, I took on the harsh world of Axios, trying to traverse a path to Veris, to learn the Arcaniac magics of Alteration. 
Personality Traits: Kind, doesn't take lightly to being insulted, somewhat of a pushover.
Strengths/Talents: Incredible archery, mediocre close-quarters combat.
Weaknesses/Inabilities: Potion brewing, social skills
Appearance: brown skin, light green eyes, dark red hair, 6.2 ft, ponytail

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Note: Sorry if this is before my 14 hours wait, please don't chew me out.