Atravim's 2Nd Redone Application

[Atravim 1]

Out-Of-Character

Minecraft Account Name:

Atravim.

How old are you?:

I am 16 years old/17 in December

Time-Zone/Country of Residence:

I live in WA/Western Australia, Australia GMT +8:45

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

Yes, I think I have a good grip on the English language, It is the only language I know and speak.

Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself:

I am a casual, often bored teenager, I spend most of that bored time playing games like Little Big Planet, Magicka, Toribash, Minecraft, and Mount & Blade. In my other spare time I Draw and paint, digitaly and traditionaly.

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

I could spend 6-10 Hours a week depending on work, school and my Art.

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

Role playing or RP is when a person creates a character that they then become, carrying out actions that would be done by this created character depending on what the character has seen, done, learnt, or has been told, through other people or tales. However Role playing can also involve what the Player (Person who created the character) has learnt. This is not how Role playing truly is though, as it violates the purpose of roleplaying. Taking on a new, different and interesting life, learnt, viewed and experienced through our character.

What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: I often play casual games of Dnd with my friends and found it very fun as the limits are almost endless, how ever this has always been very casual, and I have always wanted to experience a true and large Role playing community.

In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is:

Meta-Gaming is used to define a strategy or method of which the person uses external facters to effect a game or role play. Such as using a description of say a type of creature that you found on the internet, and taking advantage of that weakness to overcome that creature. Your character would not have known this information and their for is Meta-Gaming.

In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Gaming is:

Power Gaming is taking an aim, problem or situation and maximising your succes in that aim, problem or situation. In Role playing a Character may be trying to miximise their abilities in 'wanted' skills or attributes and lower in 'unwanted' skills or attributes, often making the character overpowered and not truely role playing. Instead of taking on a story they take on the challange of having the 'Best' character. Another type of power-gaming is the act of collecting Powerful items or abilities, becoming a type of materialistic character, ruining a story for other characters.

What do you expect this server will be like?:

I hope the server will be a large Role playing Community who truly role play without Power or Meta gaming.

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

I used to play on the Embarker Town server but it didnt have the role play I craved for. I also played on my friends' servers, surviving and creating structures together.

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

I have read the rules and agree with them, as they preserve true roleplaying in such a large community

Do you promise to abide by said rules, and laws? This includes the Server, Forum, and Teamspeak set Rules:

I do.

How did you hear about us?:

I googled Minecraft Roleplaying Servers and this one appeared the most dedicated aswell as the largest.

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

I did vote, and I am number 279

In-Character:

Character Name:

Atravim Meyargal

What Race are you?:

I'm a Human.

What Sub-Race are you? (note, you aren’t required to have a sub-race):

"I'm a Human, nothin' fancy just a human"

Biography (Please make this at least 2 paragraphs long. This must include the history of your character and his life as well as age, appearance and personality, etc.):

Who am I? I'm Atravim Meyargal, Young Run away, street urchin, and the one chap you can't trust your money with, people always say. Hell for all I know about me self they could be right. But I like to see my life as an adventurer, never a dull moment.

I was brought into a life of utter boredom, when I was old enough to walk my parents set me some rules, do not leave town, do not be rude to others, do not , do not hurt others, do not... A whole lota' do nots. When I was eight I ran away, couldn't live a normal life like the rest of 'em. It felt some what painful, I couldn't bare it, I had to leave.

I sat on the streets for a whole night before anyone noticed. Then a man, tall, who always wore a large coat, came over to me. He crouched, still taller than me and said, "Do you need some help are you lost?", I looked up to his large face, concentrated on it for a while, he didn't own some shiny watch or anything fancy, wasn't a suprise to me either what rich mut would want to come and help a poor kid like me anways. This man gave me shelter, however he said I had to do something for him in exchange. he showed me to a barn just on the outskirts of the town, 3 other children were in there aswell, they welcomed me and gave me a hay bed, I stayed their for 4 years. Each morning they would give us a small bag and kick us out of the barn to go and beg. Every day I would be forced onto the streets to beg for money. For food I would grab some fruit from the nearby farm in the middle of the day. The farmer didn't seem to like this, he sent his dog after me every time he caught me, I'd run to a nearby house and scuttle up the roof, but what was I to know, I was a kid, just a bit of it was to me. at the end of the day we would all return with what we had and pool it together, the man would take it and give us food and shelter in exchange. I always climbed out the barn through a hole in the roof, one night as I was sneaking out a man came in, wearing leather hardened armour. He opened the barn door just as I got out of the roof. I looked back in, the coated man had followed behind him, pointing to where I and the other kids had been sleeping. The leather armoured man whistled, three other similar dressed men came in and grabbed the kids, they tried to scream but the men covered their mouths. The first man looked at the coated tall man and screamed at him. The coated man shook his head shrugging, soon enough I realised the leather armoured man was a slave trader. The slave trader began beating the coated man whilst I ran for my life.

I fled from the kingdom of Renatus, my childhood home. I began travelling where ever I could go. Many people frowned at the sight of a lonesome travelling child, at the same time they didn't seem to care very much for it, no one would stop and help me as they feared I was a theif or something. I walked distances nobody has ever dreamed of, I've traveled everywhere I could possibly go within my knowledge. I was travelling in circles, for 7 years... 7 years of bloody feet with little to no rest! and what have I got to proove for it! huh? the scars on my feet and the loneliness to prove the greatness of these vast kingdoms. I havn't had a proper conversation with someone for 7 years, instead they've been exchanged for verbal fights with strangers who frown towards me. As if to say this is my fault, I walk these distances because I did it. These people enraged me, I couldn't help it, as soon as I could be veiwed as mature, people began coming up and blaming me for bad things going on in their towns. The only thing I had left was my money, and all that brought me was a weakness for a bet and a debt for a life time. I began hitting every type of gambling in the area, only playing once at each and every place. I had also begun experimenting with fruits and herbalism, to try and gain some sort of income selling the potions, with no experience in the area I began creating entoxicating concoctions made of rotten apples, fermented spider eyes, and the prime ingrediant a rose. This of course gained myself the name of the walking drunk, as if to make fun of the fact that I walked all the time, even at night side by side with zombies, the walking dead.

This lead me to my addictions; gambling, entoxication, and adrenaline. whenever I wasn't gambling I searched for something of value, became a treasure hunter. however my constant travels had brought me shame. Something I've never came to terms with. Not many people take too kindly of me anymore, they think I'm an addicted drunk.

Soon enough I had been going around in circles for another year, My hands were as strong as my feet, with only callus wrapping my hands to prove it. But I had began to deviate from my circle. I had eventually come across the Cloud Temple, Dead centre of Asulon. It was here where I began my true quest, my quest for a home.

OOC-

A young hardy man who sees himself as a treasure hunter, however hes always been a street urchin all his life. Dragging himself into debt through his gambles. He began resenting people for their unreckognized nature of cruelty. He began seeing many people as his enemy, soon enough giving up on his quest for happiness just to struggle by. His addictions and adventures are his constant torment as he quests for a home he never found.

What is your Character's ambitions?:

I've never had an ambition, never really new what they were for, I guess my ambition is for a new life, one without savagery, something that I think will take some time to get into.

What is your character’s favorite tool? (sword, pickaxe, shovel, etc):

What is my favourite tool eh? hmm.. now thats somin I gotta think about then isnt it? I've never held onto something long enough to hav a favourite. Now thats were I'm wrong now isnt it? me hands, had em all my life, things im most fond of... Me hands

What is one of your Character's most skilled talents?

Walking, I've done it for 8 years without stopping, and with the aid of climbing. These are the things that have kept me safe all me life, and thats what will keep me safe for the rest of me life.

A screenshot of your skin:

My Avatar is my skin,

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Other Information about your Character:

Bad with money, cant resist a chase, small experience with herbalism, and very manipulative.

Open-Response-Questions

Whilst traveling from the Cloud Temple you see a small halfling, being harassed by two armed warriors. They appear to be trying to steal money from him, how does your character respond?

Atravim approaches the armed men and says, "Some stupid muts have gotten into a fight eh? well then looks like you should have brought some bigger weapons then shouldn't yah." Atravim begins punching one of the armed men's helmets, bashing it into his face. The other turns to Atravim and wacks him on his spine with the handle of his sword. The Halfling runs off whilst Atravim drops to the ground on his back, taking every punch and kick thrown at him by the armed men.

Your character wanders into Alras, and comes across a small stall, behind which a well dressed man is standing. He’s offering various wares, the merchant turns to you and says in a posh accent " 'ello there, what can I do you for today?" What is your character response?

Atravims stares at the merchant for a moment, he then says, "Do I look like you can do somin' for me, eh? Do you seriously think you could help me? why dont you take your filth and leave me alone?" The Merchant Looks at Atravim in shock. Atravim spits on the ground and walks away. The merchant remains standing still shocked as to what Atravim had just said.

Whilst wandering in the wilds, your character comes across a small hut, which looks abandoned. Inside it you see a chest containing a few iron bars, and a golden sword. How would your character respond?:

"Well now looks like I've finally found a place to rest my feet" Atravim Jumps to a crate and sits on it, extending his legs, kicking of his boots and leaning against the wall behind him. He lets out a large sigh and falls asleep.

Hungry and lost in the wilderness, you stumble across a small trading camp nestled among the forest, they greet you you in the common tongue, how do you respond?

" Don't be alarmed I'm just a traveler, lookin' for Cloud temple, can you tell me where it is?" One trader approaches Atravim and says, "If you keep travelling past this camp you will find what you seek, however you look hungry would you like somehting to eat?" Atravims smiles at the trader and says, "Why thankyou I havn't met someone as kind as you for a while, you understand what a man needs, I'll take the biggest cut of meat you have."

You hear word that bandits occupy the road outside the town in which you have been staying. The town guard have gathered, and are asking for assistance to help eliminate them. The leader of the party is offering a reward for any who offer their support. How does your character act on this information?:

Atravim approaches the guard and spits on the ground in front of him and says, "Have you ever stopped and thought what these bandits want, hell what they may need. How about we deal with this like civilized people, all they may want is a trade for food and supplies. These men and women that you call bandits or savages are probably nothing but desprite people in need of food, I suggest approaching them for a trade."

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