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Out-Of-Character Details

Minecraft Account Name: Kingpixels

How old are you?: 15

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Eastern Time US

Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: My first language was Spanish but I speak and write English very well.

Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: I have played on this server for around 5 months. I was told to re-apply by a GM.

Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: Yes

How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I was at Minecon 2011 and signed up too!

Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: I have applyed before and was accepted but it appears to have been deleted.

Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/!: Yes I have.

Definitions

In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: To play as a fictional character that you made up in a setting with other roleplayers.

In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: The act of knowing something that your RP character shouldn't know such as someones name.

In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: When someone emotes something that is unfair for example "Rick takes out Sword and Kills Bob" this is unfair since this gives Bob no chance. Now if Rick says "Rick takes out Sword and attempts to stab Bob" then this is not power-emoting and is perfectly fine.

In-Character Details

Character Name: WoodThorn

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: WoodThorn is a 120 Year old Wood Elf with pitch black dark hair and blue twinkling eyes. He is a archer by blood but a blacksmith at heart. He was born in the ancient sacred forests of he elves

where his mother was sacrificed to save his life. He had been born with his eyes closed and not crying. His mother and father both knew that one of them had to give their soul to him

if he is to survive. So his caring mother pleded to the gods and took her own life with a sharp wooden knife. But as soon as she died WoodThorn opened his eyes and started crying.

Since he was raised without a mother WoodThorn was tougher and more serious then most Elves. His father was strict and taught him how to be the best archer and told him

that to become sucessfull in life he had to aim high to the sky. The only thing his father did not want him to do was to work with metal as a blacksmith. It was WoodThorn's passion

to work metal into creations of armor and swords and to replenish them to a brand new state. But his father forbid him from working with metal. His father only believed in using wood as

the only true material for weapons. Darkthorn would sneak out of his treehouse and go to his own little hut he built in the forest. Where he practiced his skills

in metal work. When it became his time to become a true warrior his father gave him his bow and said "Son I always have loved you even though it might seem

as I have neglected you. I only wanted to the best for you. But always remember to aim high with that bow!" His fathers bow was enchanted by four forest druids at the same time

under a full moon. It could lite anything on fire just from a small scratch of it's arrows. When a conflict aroused from the nearby cementary WoodThorn jumped into action

along with the other warriors to see what was going on. His own father had tried to use dark magic to revive WoodThorn's dead mother. But sadly the dark magic overcame his body and turned

him into a monster. His demon like body grew large claws of wood as if it was a tree branch and attacked the young warriors. The young warriors fought but WoodThorn just colapsed in pain

from seeing his father this way. But when his father had taken the lives of all the young warriors. He looked upon his son and said "Join me son. I am one with the tree and the tree

is one with me." His father had became as solid as wood. WoodThorn wiped the tears from his face and stood up. He pulled out his fathers bow and quickly aimed it at his

father. His father swong his large claw at him but before he could strike he was halted by a blazing hot fire that had hit him in the heart. The arrow then spread the fire

along his wooden like body and he was engulfed in fire. WoodThorn knows he had done the right thing but he missed his father already. WoodThorn walked over to his mother's

rotting corpse in her wooden coffin and shed a tear on her. A few years later he became the leader of his now small village if only about 35 elves left. He was tired of the village

and wanted to explore the world. So he gather his gear and left off for adventure and glory.

What are your characters ambitions?: My character's ambitions are to become the best Blacksmith and Archer in the Relm.

Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:

Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: His favorite colors are green and black.

Open-Response-Questions

Each question here must be answered 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? WoodThorn would gladly look through his goods to see anything of interest. Seeing as to how poor the dwarf is WoodThorn will happily buy anything from the dwarf whether he needs it or not. If the dwarf shows kindness to him then he surly will return 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? WoodThorn looks at the Orc in disgust. WoodThorn would call out to the Orc and yell "Why not pick on someone your own size?" Of course

the Orc would pay his attention towards WoodThorn. WoodThorn would ready his bow for his first shot. Right when the Orc charges towards WoodThorn.

The Orc gets a flaming arrow through the leg and falls two feet short of WoodThorn. The Orc struggles to get back on his feet. WoodThorn extends a hand to pick the Orc up and says "You are the worst kind of coward. The one that cannot face his equal." WoodThorn pulls out a Iron dagger and hands it to the dwarf. "Do with him as you will, Dwarf".

WoodThorn then bows to the Dwarf and walks away into the distance.

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?: WoodThorn would feel sorry for the old man and take a stick out of his bag. He would go to the old man and help him back on his feet and give him a stick to walk with. The old man with a smile on is face would thank WoodThorn but would struggle to pick up his Minas. So WoodThorn would go to pick up each Mina and give it to the old man in a spare leather bag WoodThorn carries. He would then say goodbye and walk to Malinor.

[Wizard 125]

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Please use accepted lore in your biography. Such as accepted towns.

In OR, make sure your character does not power-game. It would be rather hard to take down an orc that easily who is a master of warfare.

[Wizard 125]

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