[Accepted]Meguzara's Alt Account Application 2

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Out-Of-Character Details

Alternate Minecraft Account Name: Snowy_Kitty

Already Accepted Minecraft Account Name: Meguzara

How old are you?: 15

In-Character Details

Character Name: Lumia

Character Race: Elf

Character biography - Make this at least 2 paragraphs long, which must explain your character’s history, appearance, personality, age and any other details you deem necessary:

A warm breeze blows through the streets of Arethor, the crowds are bustling and busy, much trading, talking, and gossiping is going on. Yet, under it all, the cries of a newborn child echoes throughout the basement of the local brothel, a young female lays upon the bed, her eyes rolled back into her head, and the bed soaked with blood. The newborn child cries even louder, the other brothel women trying to calm her down. The woman is buried; her child nestled in the bosom of another brothel wench. Growing up as a bastard child of some random patron of the Brothel and an escort is not a happy or prosperous life or future. Lumia’s future was paved for her, to become another escort in the Brothel. Yet, unsurprisingly, she longed for something a little more. Always sneaking out at night, Lumia developed an unhealthy habit of stealing things from people during the night. Oddly enough, it was not valuable things; Lumia would nick rocks and stones from people’s gardens or pathways, or feathered pens, and other trivial items. As Lumia’s collection slowly grew in her niche at the basement of the Brothel, as did her age. When she reached the age of eleven, the owners were considering putting her out to ‘special’ customers. Overhearing this conversation, Lumia stole off into the night, taking only what she needed, reluctant to leave her stash of nick-nacks. Lumia survived, just barely, until she met another street rat, named Gail. Gail was three years her senior, and instantly took to her, as she did to him. They worked together, barely getting along by doing menial jobs, begging, and even having to steal some food, in the most desperate times. They both grew, until Gail was seventeen years of age, almost an adult, and Lumia was fourteen. At this time, Gail earned the favor of a Knight of Oren, and became his squire. This excited to no end both of the children Gail, now, with his influence over the Knight, was able to find a job for Lumia, as a seamstress’s apprentice. Lumia gladly took the job, excelling at it, constantly sewing and hemming, and making new dresses and clothes. A few years passed peacefully, until Lumia was twenty-two years of age, and Gail was twenty five. Lumia had always looked up to Gail, but as they both grew, Lumia developed a crush on Gail, which eventually evolved into love. Lumia eventually gathered up the courage to try and court Gail, and perhaps get his attention. She anxiously waited for the right time to get his attention, and perhaps even marry him.

Lumia is of Elvish blood, with short auburn hair, most of time hanging in her face. Her eyes are cool lavender, always hidden behind stringy locks of her hair. She is of average height and weight, nothing extremely abnormal. She excels in sewing, and makes all of her clothes.

What are your characters ambitions?: To marry Gail and be happy with him, perhaps even to open up her own sewing shop.

Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: http://imgur.com/KBY6l,TYNkS#1

Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: Nope!

Open-Response-Questions

Anwser at least two of the below questions with a minimum of one full paragraph, and detail the scene you are given in the way it would happen in roleplay. These questions should be answered in first person. Be detailed, not short.

Upon entering the Mighty Human City of Arethor, you come across a shop-keeper calling out to sell his wares to passers-by. The shopkeeper is not a Human, he is a poor dwarf looking to make a living in a new city. What is your response? Lumia walks into the market square, observing the shops around her, holding her basket tightly and looking to her shopping list. She goes through it in her mind, before she notices the Dwarf calling out. She observes him for a moment, before saying “What is that short little man? He does not look human…” She stares at him for another moment, before walking up to the stall to observe his wares, but she trips on a loose stone, falling onto the ground, her basket’s contents spilling on the floor, as she begins to whimper and tear up. “Oh no, no, no” She scrambles to gather her things, before a hand reaches down and hands her one of her spools of thread, she looks up, seeing the Dwarf’s smiling face looking down to her “Now ‘ere Missy, you ‘ure look like ye could need sum help.” Forcing a smile, she quietly thanks him as all of her things are safely put back into the basket, before brushing off her dress. “Well, um, thank you, sir, for helping me….and, I should um, probably go…” She stutters, obviously embarrassed and intimidated. He smiles warmly “Alright’y then, good luck Missy” She nods, before briskly walking off into the crowd, sighing as she continues to shop “I am such a fool….”

((Sorry if the Dwarvish accent is wrong, I’ve never really rp’d one, so I’m quite bad at it))

You’re wandering the Oren Road late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. There is no help nearby, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do? Lumia briskly walks down the road, scolding herself for being out so late, “Dammit Lumia, what would Gail say if he knew you were out so late? In fact, what would he say if he heard you cursing like that? Augh, I need to-“She stops, looking up as she notices the Orc yelling at the Dwarf, the Dwarf yelling back, reaching for his axe. She freezes, observing the situation quietly, before trying to sneak off, but she steps on a large stick, making a crack as the Orc and Dwarf both turn their heads towards her. She is frozen in her place, the color draining as she is shivering with fear. The Orc sniffs, not seeing her as a threat; he turns back to the Dwarf, readying his armored fists, as if to fight. The Dwarf stares at her for another moment before muttering “Ye should pro’bably get outta ‘ere Missy” The Dwarf readies is axe, bringing it up as the fight begins. Lumia shields her eyes, hearing the sputtering of blood and war cries, she sprints, moving past them and all the way back to Arethor. Once there, she stumbles into the Seamshop, where Gail is there speaking with the owner, he looks to her, worried, as he moves over, hugging her: “What happened dear?” She sputters, crying for a little bit more before telling the story, hugging to him tightly. He sighs, standing up and holding her “I should go alert the other Knights, but Lumia, what were you doing out so late?” She sputters, wiping the flowing tears from her eyes, blubbering “It was an accident, I-I got lost and…” He cuts her off “It is okay, you are home, and safe, and that is all that matters” He hugs her, before going off to tell the other Knights of the fight that broke out.

Whilst walking down the road to Malinor, you stumble upon an old man. His walking stick , looks weak and frail, and just as you are about to ask something, the stick breaks, and the man falls to the ground. As he falls down, a bag of Minas falls to the ground, and splits open. As you watch the multiple coins spill out, you peer down at the defenceless man. What does your character do?: –Skip-

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