Brannty's 2Nd Application

[Brannty 11]

Out-Of-Character:

Minecraft Account Name: Brannty

Did you attend minecon and sign up at the LOTC booth?: no

How old are you?: 24

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: EST/USA

Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes

Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: Generally a very friendly person. I have a fast paced life, but sitting down and playing Minecraft with friends is always a nice way to take a step back and relax.

How much time could you be on the server weekly?: I’m typically on and off during the day. I play most evenings for at least a couple hours.

What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you.: Roleplaying is creating a character who's story is driven by your in-game actions. You do this through interaction with other characters, merging your storyline with theirs to help build an RP world.

In your own Words, describe what Metagaming and Powergaming are. Metagaming is using information gathered OOC to dictate your in game actions. Powergaming is forcing another player into an RP situation that they have not RP’d along with. For instance, telling a player to surrender because you have tied them up and are taking them back to your jail before they even have an opportunity to RP the situation.

What do you expect this server will be like?: A strong player base with a good understanding of RP.

What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I have played on The Kingdoms for a while, and although I have a very good friend base there, the players outside our town shy away from true RP. It's gotten to the point where the server is almost more PVP focussed than RP focussed.

Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes

How did you hear about us?: Through a friend who was recently accepted to the server.

Have you voted for the Lord of the Craft on Minestatus? Which vote number were you? Yes 1,489

What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name?: Brannty

In-Character:

Character Name: Brannty Brunwin

What is your Race?: Human

Biography(This should include the history of your character and his life as well as age, appearance and personality, etc.): Brannty grew up in the home of a wealthy Duke from that lived on the outskirts of Aegis. Always a very athletic young man he stands 6 feet tall with dark brown hair, but is not an imposing figure by any means. His facial features give off a sort of warmth. Whenever he walks into a room, he instantly becomes the focal point for all. People are drawn to him like moths to a flame.

Growing up, he was comfortable, but always found the noble life boring. He didn't want to be handed a destiny, but rather create his own. It was because of this, that at the age of 21, that he decided to take matters into his own hands. While his father and mother were away on a diplomatic trip, he made a move that would define his story. He passed his birthright to his younger brother, grabbed his father’s sword and armor, and set out for adventure.

The first years were rough, and brought many hardships. He bounced around from village to village looking something that he never seemed to find. His noble upbringing had kept him from learning any valuable real world skills, and because of this, finding work was difficult. It wasn't until he eventually wondered into a small fishing town that he was finally able to find something he felt he was good at.

His first night in the village was spent at the local pub. As was the norm, he had struck up a conversation with a local, who is this case, happen to be a fisherman. The two talked for hours, the fisherman enthralled with the stories Brannty wove. He was so impressed with the boy’s ability to speak that he offered him a job selling his fish at market. Needing the money, Brannty accepted the job and after no time had become a fine salesman. So much so that the fisherman was having trouble catching fish at the rate he was selling them. A year of service went by, and the fisherman's stall had grown into an entire market of its own. He was able to pay others to do his fishing and retire. Thankful for the work Brannty had done and no longer needing his services, he passed along a large endowment to the boy, now 24, and urged him to board a ship full of adventurers setting out for a thriving city named Aeriel. He jumped at the chance, and after saying good-bye to the fisherman, he set sail for this place of opportunity.

While at sea the travelers were overtaken by a storm. Wave after wave crashed over the decks of the ship. Fearing for his life, Brannty made a mad dash for the hold, but a wave knocked him off balance and sent him tumbling into the churning water. He was thrashed around violently for several seconds that felt like hours. Just when he felt himself going under, he noticed that the gods had given him one more chance at the life he wanted. A rowboat had been knocked off the side of the ship by one of the waves, and was just yards away, bobbing in the rough seas. With the last of his energy he swam to the dingy and pulled himself on board. Fatigue overcame him, and no sooner had he climbed inside the small boat, that he had passed out from exhaustion.

He awakened the next day by a horrible scraping noise. He bolted awake only to find that the boat had run a ground on a rocky coast. Disoriented and confused he stumbled out of the boat onto a nearby road. He followed the path for what seemed like miles until something began to come into view in the distance. Could it be? A city? No… a temple! Truly those above were on his side. As he made his way into the establishment he sees a sign that reads “The Cloud Temple of Aegis.” He realizes just how fitting it all is... This is where it begins. His destiny, his new life... his story.

Your characters ambitions: Being of noble descent, Brannty has always been drawn to political matters. He enjoys the pageantry of diplomacy and hopes to one day find his place among the great leaders of the land.

Out in the Wilds, your character comes across a small cottage. Outside, there appears to be an elf struggling combat with two bandits. What does your character do? Hearing a struggle, Brannty rushes to the edge of the forest he is walking through. Three figures come into his view, and from the looks of it one of them is in grave danger. He shrinks down behind a nearby stump, his heart beating like an Orcish war drum. "What can I possibly do? I have no weapons, and I am certainly no fighter... but I simply can't stand by and see this poor fellow hurt or killed." He sits a moment more thinking frantically. Finally, in a gruff voice, he shouts out. "Hail! Leave that man alone, you are surrounded by the Royal Guard!" The fighting immediately ceases and the bandits look around to find the source of the shout. Brannty quickly picks up several large stones and begins throwing them into other areas of the forest edge. Hearing the noises from multiple sides, and thinking that they are indeed surrounded, the bandits quickly flee leaving the Elven man scared, but unharmed.

Your character walks up to a shop in the middle of Al'Khazar. "Hello, my good sir!" says the shop owner. "What may I help you with today?" How does your character answer? :"Hello to you as well friend, quite the establishment you have here." He glances around the shop taking in the many wares that the owner has out. Many of the items are very alien to him, and he assumes these are only found in this new land. "You would't happen to have any parchment, some ink, and a quill. Would you? I am new to this land and intend on documenting what I find. This is my adventure, and I want to keep its stories close to me at all times." The shop owner looks at him oddly, this is the first time any traveler has asked for such a thing. It's always the same... razor sharp sword, battle tested armor, a bow and quiver to rain death with. But... this man was different, he intrigued the shop owner. "I don't happen to have any in here... but I may at my own home." replied the shop owner "Please, wait one moment while head upstairs quickly to grab it." Brannty smiles and nods. The shop keeper motions to his assistant to watch the desk as quickly heads upstairs to grab the items. Minutes later he returns with the requested things in hand. "Ah, thank you, how much do I owe you" says Brannty as the owner hands him the items. "Consider it a gift, you are different from the normal crowd I deal with. I like that. Besides, i've never sold such an items before and I wouldn't know where to begin on the price." Brannty smiles and pulls out a small coin purse with 20 coin in it, "Well then, consider this a tip." He hands the bag to the shop keeper and turns to walk out the door. Before the clears the threshold he turns and says to the man... "One day you will read of this, you're part of my story now." With that, he leaves down the path and out of the shop keepers sight.

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Other Information: ((OOC: Please let me know if there are any concerns.))

[Talias 177]

your application to lore of the craft have been accepted :)

nice and well written bio and all in all app

hope you enjoy the sever

[Talias 177]

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[Shoi 173]

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