Ceilteach - 2Nd Application

[Ceilteach 3]

Out-Of-Character

Minecraft Account Name: Ceilteach

How old are you?: 16.

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Ireland.

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

Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I am 16 years old, male, from Ireland, five foot five, medium build, brown/red hair, blue eyes, outgoing, sporty.

How much time could you be on the server weekly?: 1-6.

What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you: It's about immersing yourself in a completely different world, taking over the life of someone else. His/Her goals, hopes, hardships etc.

What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: I've had alot of experience roleplaying across several different games, Wurm Online, gmod roleplaying servers and several minecraft roleplaying servers

In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is: Basically using out-of-character information in-game. An example would be reading about a base on a forum and using the information gained to raid it in-game.

In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Gaming is: Taking control of another characters actions without given him a chance to respond, using items, enviroments and scenarios unavailable to you in-game. An example would be /Me disarms bob with a well placed arrow, ties him up with rope and sticks him in a minecart heading to my base. Even though i don't have a bow and arrow, rope or a minecart(Found this one hard to explain, but i tried my best)

What do you expect this server will be like?: I expect it to be a well structured, laid out, immersive and fun

What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: Spartacus, Pirate Adventure, Hardcore pvp - Lost interest.

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? Did someone refer you?: Browsing Minecraftservers.org

Have you previously made an Application? If so could you link us to your last Application?: http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/53272-ceilteachs-application/page__p__409123__fromsearch__1#entry409123

In-Character:

Character Name: Fionn Frost-sword

What Race are you?: Human

What Sub-Race are you? (note, you aren’t required to have a sub-race): The 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.): Born in the harsh wildlands of Northern Oren. Where the cold pierces the strongest of armour, the snow falls like a barrage of arrows and the wind comes crashing down like a hammer on an anvil. Here lives a tribe of hunters, a hardy group of men and women who have seem to overcome any obstacle thrown at them. Top of the food chain, they reap what ever spoils they can find in this desolate place. They are led by a Chieftan, Freyr One-eye. A name given to his many battle scars by the inhabitants of the village. He is strong of arm and mind, A ferocious fighter and wise leader. Respected by the entire village.

Ailín Frost-sword, Fionn's father is a master blacksmith. Like Freyr he is also respected and cherished in the village. He crafts the swords needed to hunt and defend the village, the axes to cut the trees and the pick-axes to strike the earth. No one has a way with Steel like him, and with out him the village would surely lay to decay. Aoife Daimhin, Fionn's mother. Is an expert huntress and priestess. A beautiful women, intune with nature. She embodies everything that is breath-taking about the Northern wildlands. From the powerful snowy-mountains, to the sweet snowflake descending to the soft white earth.

And it is here that Fionn Frost-sword was born. A lad of 18, bred of fine stock, sociable, protective and friendly, sturdy and stout, with rippling muscles under pale skin, piercing blue eyes and golden hair. from an early age his father taught him many valuable skills and things that will benefit him, such as crafting, blacksmithing, reading and writing. But the most valuable thing his father taught him was the ways of the blade, how to wield it, how to temper it, how to bend and shape it to your will. He taught Fionn that without him, the blade is nothing. And without the blade, he is nothing. His mother taught him how to hunt and the ways of the nature, how to blend in to your surroundings, stalk your prey, when and where to strike, how to trap, how to ambush, how to skin and cook. She taught him to take pride in his homeland, to cherish and protect it, to love and live it.

Many years have past since he was a child, the village and homeland he was once taught to take pride in... ravaged by famine. The wildlife, the sole source of food for this village. Dying out.. no-one knows why this happened or how this happened, some suspect due to fierce cold. As this perticular winter is one of the toughest they have experienced. Others suspect rampant disease or plague. But whatever the case, a solution needs to be found fast or the whole village faces ruin. Fionn is now in the prime of his life, finally a man. Strong, swift, intelligent and cunning. He is dangerous predator, over the years he has hunted down many an animal and killed many a monster. He was quite content with it too. But now older, he seeks bigger. Fame, glory, wealth, he wants his name to be known and his pocket full of coins. But of all the things he wants, he wishes nothing bigger then this famine to be over so his kin can have their bellies full and faces smilling again.

One day, Freyr One-eye was giving a speech in the centre of the village, he tells the inhabitants he needs a volunteer to journey south and gain the knowledge of the method "farming" a method not yet mastered by the Northerners, a suffiecent source of food, this would surely lift the famine off the village. But he warns it would dangerous, many hardships and foul villains would stalk the roads, regardless Fionn rises to the occassion. The village suits him up, he is given a weeks supply of food, some basic armour and a sword. But a sword unlike no other sword, It's a sword his father had prepared for him since birth given to him on his coming of age, crafted over many years. To the finest perfection, Fionn held it, it was light as a feather, he took a swing and sliced the training dummy in two. It was a powerful weapon indeed, heated in the deep underground lava pools, cooled in the icy cold lakes, crafted using the finest metals and inscribed in gold "Frost-sword" it would bring a tear to any mans eye.

What is your Character's ambitions?: Save his village from famine, glory, wealth

What is your character’s favorite tool? (sword, pickaxe, shovel, etc): The sword his father crafted him.

What is one of your Character's most skilled talents? Hunting, Mining, Swordsmanship

A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format): http://www.minecraft...in/182581/nord/

Other Information about your Character: Quite laid back and relaxed, but can be very hot headed in confrontations and certain situations.

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? Although believing in survival of the fittest. fionn has quite a strong sense of morality and although trying at first to not get involved. Can't bear to see the poor halfing robbed. He checks his weapon and heads over to the trio. "Step away from the halfing and you may live to see tomorrow" "Oh look, we have a hero among us" laugh the two warriors. "Last chance, step away" replies fionn. "I've always wanted to gut me one of those Northern men" said one of the warriors as they both begin to draw steel. In the blink of an eye fionn vanished into the wilderness. The two soldiers scan every direction, one of them hears a branch crackle and turns around only to be met with fionn's sword across the neck. Completely disembodying the head, it rolls over to the other warriors feet. In sheer terror the warrior drops his sword and runs. Fionn picks up the warrior's sword and examines it. "might be able to buy us a few pints of ale at the tavern" smiles fionn to the halfing. Who laughs in return as the pair stroll of into the darkness.

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" replies Fionn "I would like to do some trading". "Yes very good, what are you looking to trade?" inquires the merchant. "I'm looking for wheat seeds, i can trade you leather, stone, wood or iron" replies fionn. "I already have enough of those and i don't have much seeds left" sulks the merchant. "please, i am in dire of seeds" exclaims fionn. "No, i already have enough and if your done please leave as i have a cave to excavate soon" replies the merchant. "A cave?" said fionn "Those can be very dangerous". "What do you mean?" replies the merchant in a shakey voice. "Zombies, Skeletons, Creepers, Giant Spiders" "yes, very dangerous indeed, if only you had someone to protect you" "but i'm sure you will be grand" laughs fionn as he begins to walk away. "No wait!" shouts the merchant. "If you accompany me on my excavation, i'll give you a stack of seeds, how does that sound?" said the merchant "That sounds great" replies fionn smiling.

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?: He would scan the hut carefully to see if there is any sign of someone living here. If it truly is abandonded Fionn would take a few iron bars,he would leave the golden sword as it would be useless to him, he would take what he needed and all he needed was 3 iron bars for a new pick-axe. If someone came asking around the tavern to if anyone had found iron bars, fionn would inquire and if his description matched the place fionn found them he would glady return them as he is no thief.

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" replies Fionn. "I hate to beg, but i am lost and starving, could i trouble you for a bit of food and possibly directions? i have nothing of value now but i swear to pay you for you troubles the next time i travel this way" *One of the traders begins staring at fionn's sword* "that sword, i want it" said the trader "It's not for sale" replies Fionn "Well we are low on food, Bandits are running rampant along the road, food, resources, valuables. We're getting less and less of them each day, we can't just give free hand outs to everyone" laughs the trader. *Fionn gets up and begins to walk away* "OI" grumbles a deep voice. Fionn turns around to see a monster of an Orc walking over to him with his hand behind his back. Fionn readys his weapon and prepares for a confrontation. "That sword, why does it mean so much to you?" asks the Orc "My father crafted it for me before i left, it means everything to me" replied Fionn "You'd risk starvation and death for your kin?" asks the Orc "I'd die a thousand times for my family,friends and loved ones" replied fionn *The orc smiles* "Honour and integrity, i like that. And you would die for your kin, as would i and i hope every man,elf and dwarf out there would too, a thousand swords cannot break the bond of kin" *Fionn stares at the orc in admiration* "here" smiles the orc as he hands Fionn a fresh apple. "Theres more in my tent if you would like to have dinner with me" asks the orc "It would be an honour" replies fionn.

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?: Fionn leaps at the chance to slit some bandits throat and get paid for it too. He dons his armour, gathers some food, sharpens his sword and ventures off with the town guard and several other volunteers in search of them. Approaching the bandit site, the group move silently. Blades eager to taste blood, stalking their preys everymove. The bandits have a strong force, alot of men and good equipment. Fionn knows if his group go toe to toe with them, there would be a massacre. He proposes an ambush tactic he learnt whilst hunting, although reluctant to trust this stranger at first. The Party leader finally gives in. Fionn sends them to a nearby forest, and organises them into a circle leaving a gap for the entrance. He inspects it and makes sure it's perfect. Fionn, who is acting as the bait for the ambush walks out of the forest and up to outskirts of the bandit camp. "Over here!, hey!, Come and fight me!" roars Fionn. The bandits, although stunned at first. Gathered their weapons and began pursuing fionn, Fionn begans to run, but not too fast so the bandits will see where he enter. The forest, he runs through the gap and into a small clearing. the force of bandits soon come slashing through. The bandit force of maybe 20 even 40 is squashed together and unable to maneuver. The leader pushing himself to the front. "Hand over anything of value and we will let you live". Fionn just looks at him, he then bends down to reveal one of the town guards behind him aiming a bow. As quick as the Bandit leader spots this, he is met with an arrow to the throat, Suddenly wild screams, vulgar shouts, arrows and swords come raining down on the bandits. The Towns guard and volunteers smash into the bandits from all sides. The bandits, squashed together and unable maneuver. Can't fight effectively and are cut down, one by the one the force of 20-40 soons vanishes and only a handful remain, who soon give route and retreat out of the gap. Only to be met by an attachment of volunteers. Fionn had placed them there to close of the gap and completely encircle the bandits. As the last of them are cut down, the towns guard cheer in joy "VICTORY!" the party leader comes over to fionn and hugs him "You genious!, you absolute genious" he exclaims. Fionn smiles back "You fought well today". "Come, let us head back to town. To brag of our spoils in the tavern and to you fionn, a hefty reward" said the Party leader. And the party descend out of the forest and back to town, singing stoutly all the way.

[Volutional 935]

Welcome, Human!

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May your prosper be continuous throughout your new adventure,

Tough times await, a plague has hit Asulon! You'll have to avoid it when you start,

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Please wait for a GM to implement you

[Volutional 935]

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[Alan 1815]

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