Slayerofbrooms' Application

[SlayerOfBrooms 1]

Application

Note: My character is a villain. It will be impossible to play on LOTC unless he is so. Therefore, I have attached a villain application on the bottom of this one. This will save both my time and yours.

Out-Of-Character

Minecraft Account Name: SlayerOfBrooms

How old are you?: 13

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Australia

Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Definitely. I would be disappointed with a ‘B’ in English.

Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I am the fifth shortest person in my class, have ginger/brown hair, love my computer, running/athletics, fencing, anything middle-ages, Lord Of The Rings (obviously!) etc. I also love collecting things, like crystals, gemstones, wooden boxes and small trinkets. Also, I love anything random, or of seeming unimportance. This does not, however, mean I am a spammer. I hate spammers. I hunt spammers like the English hunt foxes, (eagerly) kill spammers like a Mincraftian kills a creeper, (with disgust and distaste) and show as much mercy as Blackbeard did. (Not much :))

How much time could you be on the server weekly?: I probably spend about 1-2 hours every weekday on Minecraft, and I am tiring of single player and so would spend all of that time on LOTC.

What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you: Roleplaying is stepping into someone else’s shoes, you create a character and then live as them, in their city, with their job, and their life etc.

What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: My roleplaying experience is very limited, although I fully understand the concept.

In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is: Meta-gaming is playing the game, using information that, ordinarily, your character would have no way of knowing. For example, if you were friends with someone on the server in real life, and they told you that they were planning a raid on your place, then you would take all your stuff and leave. That would be meta-gaming.

In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Gaming is: Power gaming is making your character superior to everyone else’s, or not giving the other person time or an opportunity to react. For example, you are about to commence a fight with someone, and you say *Me pulls out knife, throws it and kills Fred instantly*. That is power gaming.

What do you expect this server will be like?: I’m thinking that the server will be a copy of the world that the lord of the rings is set in, in Minecraft. I don’t really know how to explain it in any other way.

What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I have not played on many servers, and they were not very good, as in, boring with hardly any PVP or anything interesting to do. LOTC looks a lot more promising. The servers are: Pitforge, PVP Pitforge, Mafiacraft, Keystone and The Battlecraft.

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

Do you promise to abide by said rules, and laws? This includes the Server, Forum, and Teamspeak set Rules: I solemnly swear to obey the laws and rules, which I have been set.

How did you hear about us?: A friend of mine, Thrain_Ironmail was looking for good servers to play on as he was very bored with the ones he had. He was at my place at the time, and suddenly exclaimed ‘Wow! Oh, look at this!’ He had stumbled onto your website.

Have you previously made an Application? If so could you link us to your last Application?: This is my first application.

In-Character:

Character Name: My name is Valdor. Valdor Everloch.

What Race are you?: I am a Mori’Quessir, one on the great race of elves that dwell within the caverns of the Menorcress.

What Sub-Race are you? (note, you aren’t required to have a sub-race): I am of a pure bloodline, descended directly from the Immortal Mother Namiisae. I am of no sub-race.

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.):

As a young boy, I was an outsider. I always felt different, and I even went so far as to feel this emotion referred to as ‘love’. For my parents. For my noble race. For myself. Most of the other Mori cannot even begin to comprehend the meaning of the word. I believe my parents felt it too, and so, with a group of followers, we descended deeper into the earth, and eventually found a new cavern, vast and plentiful in the resources that we needed to survive. There, we were happy, and did not fear constantly for our lives. This was a huge relief, as the Mori are constantly afraid of treachery and deceit, from others wanting your high ranking position, from jealous enemies, from the savage monsters which dwell in the caves. We were satisfied. But it was not to last.

One day, the walls of our city were broken. A group of Dwarven miners, who were searching for riches, tunneled into our main cavern. We believed that it was a plot, from the other Mori, to kill us off before we could grow to power, and so we destroyed them. They all died without mercy... but one escaped, and fled back to his kingdom. He told of a group of savage monsters, who were merciless and ruthless. And he told how his brothers died, murdered in the mines. These creatures were threats. They stood in the way of countless riches. They had to be exterminated. A group of warriors, led by the king himself, attacked our homes without warning. My parents were killed before me. My friends and companions fell all around me, and so I ran. After a long while, a saw a light before me. I staggered towards it, and emerged into a forest of tall trees. I looked over my shoulder, and saw a huge city, towering far over the tops of the forest. I was had emerged in Asulon.

I was sad, but also full of rage. Not the red-hot anger that causes nothing but your own downfall, but a cold, calculating fury. I would seek revenge for my parents. I would have it. But I had to be patient... I was very young, just ninety-two when I left the caverns, and only four years have passed since. Then, the light stung my skin, and blinded my eyes, but I persevered, and grew accustomed to it. My skin took on the pale pink of the native people, and I managed to blend in. I always wear armor, despite this being not the Mori way. It is an essential protection… I could not look more human. It is the perfect disguise - and is disgusting. However, it is necessary. And it will be worth it. Oh yes, it will be worth it...

What is your Character's ambitions?: My main ambition is to kill the king, for the reasons I have discussed. Then, I will strive to become one of the Dark Brotherhood. They are everything I stand for. But, more importantly, I will become a bounty hunter, and assist others in taking revenge for the mistakes or wrongdoings of those around them.

What is your character’s favorite tool? (sword, pickaxe, shovel, etc): My favorite tool is a sword. It is simply a necessary protection, against bandits, guards, and the monsters that crawl the street at night. And then, they are the tools that I use for my profession. As a bounty hunter, I need a fast way to dispose of my targets. Swords are perfect.

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

I am an excellent raider. I have discovered many ways of forcing looks and doors, and am capable of evading notice and detection. This is very helpful while I am trying to assassinate a target, or acquire an object of value for a client. It also means I have no difficulty in obtaining the items which I desire or need.

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

Other Information about your Character: None… or, at least, none that I would tell you.

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 look at the small Halfling, and suddenly feel a strong surge of empathy. I know what helplessness feels like. This has to stop. I run at the warriors, and, as I draw my sword, shout ‘Hey!’ As I bring my weapon down across the warrior’s helmet, it barely makes a scratch, but the effect I wanted is obtained. As the warrior stumbles back, he releases the Halfling, and I run down the road as fast as I can. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the hobbit scramble into the bush on the edge of the road. The warriors don’t notice this, though, as their eyes are fixed on me. Eventually, the warriors tire of this chase, and turn back to the Halfling, only to find him gone. Luckily for me, too, as the guards were closing in on me.

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?

‘What do you have?’ I ask. ‘What do you want?’ the merchant replies. I begin my list. ’20 apples, 15 beef, a map of the city, one diamond, a stack of iron, a full set of iron armour, an iron pickaxe and two iron swords.’ ‘Oooh, that lot’l cost ya!’ Smiled the merchant. ‘Have you got it all?’ I question him.’Only ‘ave half a stack o’ iron, and only nine beef. Also, no diamonds Won’t ‘ave ‘em in for weeks.’ I drop a bag of minas on his counter. The merchant smiled again, and drew the items from a chest in a back room. As I left, I considered whether it was worth it. That was every last minas, the pay from months of bounty hunting. But I needed these items. I would earn it all back later.

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?:

I look around. This hut seems unoccupied, and so I take the items from the chest. I will probably sell the golden sword, they are of a soft metal and break easily. It’ll be worth more melted down again. And then there are the iron bars. These I can use, although I will not make anything with them yet unless I need them for something in particular, later.

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

I stumble into the trading camp, and after the initial shock of finding a trading camp this far out into the forest, ask if they have any food to spare. It turns out they are very kind, and I receive a hearty meal. Fully nourished and healed, I ask if the nearest town is far away. It is still some miles, however, and so the traders allow me to stay in their company until they arrive there. I promise to repay their food, and along the way I manage to hunt and catch several wild cows and sheep, which I give to the traders who supplied me with food.x

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?:

As a bounty hunter, I greet this news happily. Just one bandit would provide me with a week worth of minas. However, killing the bandits will be difficult. I am just one man, after all. So, for the first time ever, I decide to join with the guards, instead of against them. I figure it will be worth it.

Villain Application

Info

MC Name: SlayerOfBrooms

Character Name: Valdor Everloch

Character Race: Mori’Quessir

Have you read, and are familiar with all server rules and villain rules? Yes.

Are you sure? 100% Positive.

Links to any previous villain applications (for reference): This is my first villain app.

What SPECIFIC evils does your character plan on committing? Please list the number of each Evil you would like to be considered for, and specifically when/why you need them:

1 Murder type A The king killed my parents. Therefore, I must kill him. I may take 1000 years, but it will happen. (I can’t really give a specific time for this, but it is going to take a little while…)

2 Raiding. I have no interest in getting a job, therefore, it is necessary that I raid. Raiding is also my form of entertainment- it’s like a challenge. But, more importantly, it provides me with everything I need. I could steal a diamond sword to kill an enemy, a pile of food to heal my broken bones, a stack of gems to pay a debt, or a heap of blocks to build a house in the forest. I live to raid. And I’m not bad at it, either.

3 Murder type B If I have an enemy, he will need to be disposed of. If soldiers are chasing me, I will need to defend myself. And sometimes, to protect the people or things you care about, you must eradicate those that stand in your way. For your beliefs, for your political position (which is more important than anything for the Mori), for the city in which you live, for the people you love… sometimes, murder is just necessary. And, as I am a bounty hunter by profession, my targets will need to be disposed of…

Biography (Between 2-5 paragraphs. No walls of text, please):

As a young boy, I was an outsider. I always felt different, and I even went so far as to feel this emotion referred to as ‘love’. For my parents. For my noble race. For myself. Most of the other Mori cannot even begin to comprehend the meaning of the word. I believe my parents felt it too, and so, with a group of followers, we descended deeper into the earth, and eventually found a new cavern, vast and plentiful in the resources that we needed to survive. There, we were happy, and did not fear constantly for our lives. This was a huge relief, as the Mori are constantly afraid of treachery and deceit, from others wanting your high ranking position, from jealous enemies, from the savage monsters which dwell in the caves. We were satisfied. But it was not to last.

One day, the walls of our city were broken. A group of Dwarven miners, who were searching for riches, tunneled into our main cavern. We believed that it was a plot, from the other Mori, to kill us off before we could grow to power, and so we destroyed them. They all died without mercy... but one escaped, and fled back to his kingdom. He told of a group of savage monsters, who were merciless and ruthless. And he told how his brothers died, murdered in the mines. These creatures were threats. They stood in the way of countless riches. They had to be exterminated. A group of warriors, led by the king himself, attacked our homes without warning. My parents were killed before me. My friends and companions fell all around me, and so I ran. After a long while, a saw a light before me. I staggered towards it, and emerged into a forest of tall trees. I looked over my shoulder, and saw a huge city, towering far over the tops of the forest. I had emerged in Asulon.

I was sad, but also full of rage. Not the red-hot anger that causes nothing but your own downfall, but a cold, calculating fury. I would seek revenge for my parents. I would have it. But I had to be patient... I was very young, just ninety-two when I left the caverns, and only four years have passed since. Then, the light stung my skin, and blinded my eyes, but I persevered, and grew accustomed to it. My skin took on the pale pink of the native people, and I managed to blend in. I always wear armor, despite this being not the Mori way. It is an essential protection… I could not look more human. It is the perfect disguise - and is disgusting. However, it is necessary. And it will be worth it. Oh yes, it will be worth it...

Question Section - Answer with as much detail as necessary

Why does your character do what he/she does? What are his/her motives?

I want to kill the king, because he killed my parents. That is as simple as can be. I will not rest until he is dead. It is revenge. Then, my other goal is to join the Dark Brotherhood. They are everything I stand for.

What moral boundaries does your character adhere to, if any?

To kill a child is the worst crime that can be committed. They are still too young, and have not fully chosen the road that they will take in life. Also, to harm anyone who is incapable of defending himself or herself, or is too old or injured, is almost as bad. To do either, would be to label myself as a monster equal to the king.

What are some notable strengths and weaknesses of your character? What might cause him/her to falter? Include things such as temptations, addictions, physical handicaps, etc.

I am not very good with a bow and arrow. I am very inaccurate, and am not fast enough to register a target. And then, there are my melee skills. I have none. Unless I can assassinate my target in seconds, my only option is to run away. Dwarves, because of their rugged strength, I find particularly difficult. Also, I have a tendency to continue, despite hunger or injuries, for many days. This make me vulnerable to ambushes, and bandits, as I may continue on for a long while, while on little health and too hungry to heal myself.

What role will your character play in Asulon? What separates them and makes them unique and original among villains?

I am a service to the people. Haven’t you wanted to take revenge, and yet found yourself unwilling, or unable, as you are not a villain? I will do what you cannot. And you will be guilty of nothing. Apart from the people who are my targets, the only person I wish to hurt is the king. But, any who get in my way must first fall.

Is your character loyal or a backstabber? Does he/she trust others in return?

I trust no one. But it doesn’t help me to tell other people that. And am I a backstabber? That depends upon whether you have done anything to me. I will not hurt you without reason.

Why do you as a player wish to and deserve to play a villain?

I have not proven myself in any way. But unless I am a villain, I am nothing. It will be impossible to play on Lord Of The Craft unless my character is a villain.

Open Response - Answer at least four out of five listed. Do not powergame, metagame, or do anything else illegal or unrealistic. Each scenario is designed with no particular objective in mind and is open ended deliberately. Assume your character is in each position, regardless of their normal situations:

A middle aged man, a young wife, and a small male child are walking down the King’s Road together. The women walks with a long staff, and the man appears to have a scabbard at his side.

As I silently observe the small party from behind a tree, I consider my options. To openly attack would be risky; the man appears to be armed and my health is low. Also, what would it achieve? I would not kill the boy, that goes against my vows. He would return to the city, and tell the officers of my location. Perhaps… perhaps they are headed for their home… perhaps the man is armed as a precaution against bandits, and maybe they have finished their errand and headed for home. I am in need of resources. I think I will follow them, at least until I see where they are headed.

You hear knocking on your door and go to answer. It turns out to be an angry looking woman with a large human behind her. She is telling you that you owe taxes to King ___ and must pay within the fortday.

‘Damn the king’, I spit. The woman gasps. ‘That is treason!’ I shrug. ‘I could arrest you on the spot for that!’ She calls. The man behind her growls, the sound more animal than human. ‘Try me’, I challenge. I was expecting the woman to storm into my house, or at least send in the man behind her, but she does neither. As the cry of ‘GUARDS!’ echoes around the city, I know that I made the wrong decision. I sprint past the woman, and out of the doorway, and I almost make it but as I jump down the last of the stone steps the man lashes out sideways and catches me in the temple. I stumble, but manage to stagger away, crippled but still faster than the heavily armoured guards. I have to keep going, the guards will recognize me and kill me on sight. I eventually collapse under a tree in the forest,11 alive, but barely. The man must’ve had a knife hidden up his sleeve, because I feel faint and can see blood oozing onto the ground. I curse. Argh! All my possessions, as well as my minas, are in there! Well, there as good as gone. For now, I just need to conserve my strength.

Sitting in Dawn’s Bakery, you hear two men talking in hushed voices upstairs. Sneaking up the stairs, you see a man robed in black and a Warden. The man is revealing Undead plans to a Warden. You can’t tell if the man in black is betraying the Undead, or if it is vice-versa.

I decide to not interfere. It is of no consequence to me whether he is betraying the Undead’s plans of vice versa. And to pester either of them about it, or even show that I heard them, would most likely cause either or both of them to attack and, almost certainly, kill me.

Two Guard tries to break up a fight between your acquaintance and two Goblins. Your friend slays one of the Guards as he approaches, causing the other Guard as well as the Goblins to unsheath their arms.

I think about the situation. My friend is no villain, if he got into a fight I’d have to defend him. The two goblins would be easy, they’re ever worse at melee than me. But the guard… he’s another story. So I try a different tactic. I throw a bag of minas on the floor at the guard’s feet. ‘Stay out of this’ I growl. The guard shrugs, and leaves without a word. The goblins stare at me, then at each other, and then at my friend. One leaves. The other lingers for just one second. ‘He owes us money’ he spits. ‘We’ll get you, one day.’ Then he is gone.

As you turn the corner into a dimly lit alley, a pair of young female halflings instantly run up to you. They are begging for a donation of either minas or food.

I smile. I had a quart-stack of bread I was saving for later, but it will go to better use here. I give it to the halflings, and their faces light up with evident joy. My smile grows. ‘Get along now, young ones. And watch out for bandits!’

[Danny 2232]

Denied.

You can't join as a villain, nor have a villain application until you have been on the server for at least a week. I suggest playing a different character until you're able to apply for a villain application.

[Danny 2232]

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