Chargerz43's 4Th Application

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Out-Of-Character

Minecraft Account Name: ratboyrob

How old are you?: 16

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: United States Central Time

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

Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I like sports, exercise, gaming. Minecraft is one of my favorite games.

How much time could you be on the server weekly?: Daily, the time that I am on each day would vary.

What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you: I know that role playing is a way of filling and playing as a role that isn't yours. It could be for fun our practical use.

What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: I've played a few MMORPG's but I have no experience with real life role playing.

In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is: Using out of character information to your advantage in the game when role playing

In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Gaming is: He forces other players to do things that would benefit him through role playing. Example = I jump off the roof and instantly execute him.

What do you expect this server will be like?: A fun, creative, interesting way to play Minecraft.

What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: Nemesis PVP, Eldercrest, and others I cant remember. None of them were managed/setup very well.

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

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

How did you hear about us?: I found your site by browsing the web for Minecraft servers

Have you previously made an Application? If so could you link us to your last Application?: http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/50214-chargerz43s-3rd-application/

In-Character:

Character Name: Faramir Redfern

What Race are you?: Human

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

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.):

I was born in a village in Renatus in southern Asulon and have been there ever since. My father was an Infantry Captain at Al'Khazar when Oren fell to the undead, though he was able to escape to Asulon. My mother now stays at home and tends to my father. My father has now grown old and has trained me everyday of my life to fill his shoes when I came of age. Ever since I was a young lad he trained me hard day in and day out. As I grew older, and after many years of training, my father decided to give me a test, a test of manhood. He brought me out to the deep forest miles from the village and left me, I was not to return until morning. But this forest, wasn't any forest, there were more deadly creatures, bandits, cutthroats, and hoodlums, zombies, and skeletons then you could shake a sword at. I was not afraid, for I was a future warrior! So I set out through the jungle, my first encounter came an hour before midnight, I had crossed paths with a band of four thieves. The first one lunged at me with his dagger, I slid to the side, grabbed the blade handle, and threw it down, he picked up a large rock from the ground and threw it at me, it hit me and I lost breath and stumbled back he ran at me right as I came back to my senses, I saw him and quickly scavenged for the rock, I grasped it and flung it, the rock connected with his face and he became unconscious. The second one swung his club at me, I dodged dodged then reached out with one hand and punched him in the throat knocking him back a bit. The three thieves tackled me, one prepared to cut my throat, and then...out of the dark, three arrows hit the remaining thieves simultaneously. A large group of forest militia walked out from the shadows towards me, they informed me that there was a dwarf attack in progress on a trading caravan. We rushed to the scene, it seemed that there were about 100 bandits, and there were only 50 of us to defend. We charged, I led the attack of the militia that was sent to support the caravan, upon impact friend and foe fell left and right. The combat was tough, they were a great match, as I fought I gave orders to my allies, "attack this point, defend that point." Though outnumbered with injuries among the ranks, including injuries to myself, we slowly pushed back the hoard of bandits, and eventually routed them, the next day I came back with much pride to my father who had heard of the battle and that a young, brave man with my description led a force of militia against a army of bandits, and saved the caravan. I would truly now become a great warrior.

My age is 18, I am a male. My armor almost covers me from head to toe. I am tall and built like a champion warrior, with muscles aplenty. I have the typical strong will and survival skills of a northerner. I also am an avid womanizer, and very once and a while I will challenge someone to a duel for entertainment, as I am an adrenalin junky.

What is your Character's ambitions?: To become a city guard and improve my combat skills over my years of service.

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

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

A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format):

Other Information about your Character:

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?

I spot a bush by there position, I run into the bush and hide in it, until the right moment. I soundlessly un-sheath my blade and make ready. When the moment is right I spring out and lunge my sword into at first warrior he dodges, we duel for a short moment before I game the upper hand, he swings his sword and hits me in the shoulder, I bleed a little but its not bad. I recover after that and connect a blow to his side, knocking him to the ground, I bring my sword to him before he can counter, I stab his leg, rendering him un-mobile. "Run off before I make an example of you as well!", I say to the second. He speechlessly leaves in a quick manner. "Thank you!" the hobbit says, he scurries off in gratitude, the guards get to the scene after the second escapes, they carry the first off. I continue on my journey.

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?

Hello good sir! Show me your finest armor.

He presents "the finest armor in the land"

I shall take it!

Before we can exchange goods, WOOSH a bandit comes out of no where and takes the armor. He kicks me in the stomach and knocks me over. I stand back up before he gets too far. We dart through the streets, knocking over stands, climbing over walls, as we run through the market I stop, take an apple from a stand, take aim, throw, the first misses, the I throw the second...CRACK, the apple nails him in the back of the head at a great velocity, he stumbles, drops the armor, and gets back up quickly, running off without the armor, because the guards spotted him and he was startled. I flip a coin to the produce seller for the apple and head back to the armor stand.

Thank you very much! he says.

-Your very welcome, I can not let an honest merchant like you lose his livelihood now can I?

No, I suppose I could not afford that, though for your good deed I shall give you a discount!

-Thank you, come with me, I am on my way to the tavern, we shall drink to happy memories and good stories!

I shall, the merchant says, and we head off

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?:

Wait for the person to come back, if ever.

When he comes back I will say, "HALT, you have been foolish enough to leave your items unprotected good sir! I have been honorable enough to not take your items behind your back! I shall challenge you to a duel, winner takes the chest. Do you accept my reasonable proposal?

-He accepts

-We enter the duel, each party concentrated, like a tiger, waiting for the right moment to strike, CLANG! we clash swords block, parry, missed stab, neither party getting the upper hand. While we are up close I trip him, he falls, I tackle him, he elbows me in the side, I roll over, stunned, he stands over me, preparing to kill me, I grab his arm and bring him down, I stand up and I bring my sword to his neck after a short struggle...

"I shall spare your life, and I hope I have taught you a valuable lesson today. Run on now...Before I change my mind!

-I help myself to the items in the chest, the iron bars will surely make a quality tool, and the golden sword can be sold...

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?

"Hello traders! Will you trade with me for some food and supplies? It would be gladly appreciated!"

"All I need is a few steaks, water, and a map." And i'll be on my way.

As I eat and exchange stories of our adventures a drunken dwarf trader approaches me and said, "yoU ,LoOk MiGhty FINe thUR YuNg laS." You have mistaken me for a woman, you have surely drank to much ale haven't you? I say. The dwarf mutters a random inaudible sentence than falls over, and begins to snore, loudly. Another trader walks by and kicks him in the back, he wakes back up and walks away.

I then say farewell and head off, leaving some leather to show my gratitude.

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?:

I dress in my best armor, mentally preparing myself for combat.

I join the guards and we approach the bandits.

They run at us, "Charge! one peasant bandit approaches me, I deal a blow to his stomach with my boot and drive my sword through his neck. Another bandit tackles me, brings me to the ground, we punch and elbow before I can reach my dagger, I try to go for the killing blow but he punches me in the face. I'm knocked on my back, he swings his sword at me but I dodge it. CRASH, it hits the cobble stone path, I stab, he blocks it, he swings and cuts my upper chest, I stumble back. I then see his knee undefended and deal a crushing blow to his knee. He falls like a brick. "Did you really think you could defeat me, Faramir?" I ask. As he lays crippled he mumbles an in audible sentence, I walk away with the other guards. When we get back to the village I receive my reward and go on my way.

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