Thehobbitgames's Application

[TheHobbitGames 1]

Minecraft Account Name:

My Minecraft account is TheHobbitGames.

Did you attend minecon and sign up at the LOTC booth?:

No i didn't.

How old are you?:

I am 16 years old.

Time-Zone/Country of Residence:

The Netherlands

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

Yes i have.

Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:

I'm an nice guy from Holland. i like RPG's so u play games like skyrim like the person would do and stay that way.

How much time could you be on the server weekly?:

I could be on about 5-7 hours a week.

What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you.:

I know quite a bit about roleplaying. I used to play on this server and couldn't find my old application. I also used to do a lot of Runescape forum roleplaying. To me, roleplaying means giving a meaning to another person's life. A way to be able to express yourself in the form of another being.

In your own Words, describe what Metagaming and Powergaming are.

Metagaming is when you use out-of-character information in-character such as telling who someone is by looking at the name above there head.

Powergaming is doing stuff in roleplaying that cant actually happen.

What do you expect this server will be like?:

I think the server will have an active community with al lot of things to do.

What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?:

I have played on some servers but i left because the community wasn't very active.

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

Yes i have.

How did you hear about us?:

I first got to know about the server on Youtube.

Have you voted for the Lord of the Craft on Minestatus? Which vote number were you?

Yes i have my number is :3,459

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

TheHobbitGames

In-Character:

Character Name:

My character's name is Gloin

What is your Race?:

My character's race is human.

Biography(This should include the history of your character and his life as well as age, appearance and personality, etc.):

Each time Gloin's father came home he would spread the word on his return journey, properly elaborated with each retelling, of the prosperous Minus he was permitted for his fruits and vegetables after he sold them. Each time, Gloin would look at his father so admiring that his gaze was just short of awe, and the words that struck him rung like harmonic bells. They worked in isolated society, Gloin, his mother, and his father, laboring on their small farm so that when they sold their goods that they might obtain enough pay to uphold their small abode. They resided quietly, away from the frivolous necessity of large cities but close enough to Galahar to sell their surplus of food each summer. Gloin received little education, told only of the undead by his parents. Gloin didn't understand the significance of their nature and evil, he only knew that he too, recognized them as a menace. Gloin grew with childish fantasies of one day visiting sparkling cities or perhaps meeting an Elf! (something that Gloin thought of constantly, setting aside any imperfections and believing that Elfs were things of benevolence and beauty, which is somewhat truth.)As he grew in age, Gloin's father began in teaching him the ways of the blade, so that either he my protect his family one day or act accordingly in generous defense of others. Gloin becam accustomed to the vigorous slashes and thrusts of his right arm, if he was put to it, he could defend himself in a long drawn out fight. When Gloin was 21 his fathers age was affecting him, an age of his life when he would be passing on responsibility's to his son, including venturing to Galahar to trade their goods, something Gloin had looked forward to for his whole life. The time had come and Gloin was about to depart to Galahar to sell the years surplus. His journey went well enough. Gloin marveled at the city of Galahar, though his ignorance of city life didn't serve him well, he had made his first profitable run to the city, and with heavy change in his pocket he made his venture back home. The sights he would see upon his return would scar him forever... the charred ashes of his home lay in ruins, the crops burnt to a crisp and the smoke rising almost maliciously from where he used to live. He searched intensely for his family or even their bodies, but nothing could be found. He pledged to himself that day that his retribution would be swift, and if his family was still alive then they would have fled to a city somewhere near. So as he turned his back to his home, his eyes flared with malevolent intent as he thought of how he would punish those who had done this. With a heavy heart he stomped into the woods in search of his family and the people who had done them wrong. He walked steadily forward, his heels pounding heavily as they expressed the anger that could not be described with words, and as he walked he knew that the challenge that lay before him would be more difficult than anything he had ever done in the life that settled behind him in flames.

Your characters ambitions:

Gloin wants to live a nice but quite live and help other people. But in his hart he still wants revenge.

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?

I saw the bandit harassing an unarmed man, he was defiantly going to need help in the next few second or he was good as dead. I couldn't bare to be to blame for the crime if I was found here but I didn't want to be burdened with more gilt... I run at them screaming the stopped and turned to fast for me. They both countered my attack and one shoved me back. I fell. They looked around and the elf was gone. He had escaped! I thanked the gods and got up. They turned to me again, I got and retrieved my sword, and swung. I hit one mans sword hard which knocked him of balance. I pulled away and thrust by sword into his chest. The other man had caught up to me to late to save his partner but not to late to try and kill me, he swung his sword and I saw nearly to late, I with drew and he hit my sword rather than my neck, I let go of my sword and withdrew my dagger. He then landed a blow to my back crippling me and bruising my back.

I fell on to my back painfully, he stood over me. Then his eyes went wide. He fell on top of me

I pushed him off and lay there. An elf holding a bow stood over me and held out their hand to me.

Your character walks up to a shop in a quiet market. "Hello, my good sir!" says the shop owner. "What may I help you with today?" How does your character answer?

"Hey there my friend!" i said.Then i slowly looked up the stuff the shop owner had in his shop.Then i took off the things i needed, but i saw something was missing from the shelf."What was on this shelf?"i asked."There was the new woodcutter axe from the neighberhood, they crafted it with rare materials and lasts hundred years long."

"Do you have any more of these elsewhere?"

"Yes,only one of them left here but it has a price."

"Just name the price please."

"2000 gold"- it's a lot of money in our little city because we were pretty poor.

"I'll take it"- i answered and i took out a bag of gold, the shopkeeper was amazed i had that much."That was all my saved up money,i hope this will bring at least this much back"-i picked up the axe-it was shiny as diamonds in the sunlight,and it was light as feather-and i left the shop"Good bye!" i yelled back from the door.

A screenshot of your skin:

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[Auvreaeath 263]

*A Wild Elf Has Appeared!

Our Currency isn't Gold.. We use Minas in Lord of the Craft..

We no longer live in Aegis, which held Galahar, Laurelin, and such.. But we now reside within Asulon. Our Time in Aegis has ended and we now wait in the lands of Asulon for something to happen and for the nations to rise.

Powergaming isn't exactly.. What you've stated.. If you need anything please! Message me about it, I will gladly help you out.

[Auvreaeath 263]

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