MarcAlecai's Re-application

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Out-Of-Character Details

Minecraft Account Name: MarcAlecai

How old are you?: 16 years old.

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: GMT +0(GB)

Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Indeed

Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Here and another server, I Rp most days on dA and I am a LARPer

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

How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: Played on it before

Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: It has been deleted (T_T)

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.

Definitions

In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Roleplaying, is when somebody portrays the actions of another, be that other fictional or real, through text, games or acting.

In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Metagaming is simply using out of character knowledge that your character would not know to his or her advantage.

In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power-Emoting, is that act of completing a task that cannot be stopped by others, for example, fighting someone and not allowing them to fight back.

In-Character Details

Character Name: Captain Alecai Jackson

Character Race: Human.

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:

Alecai is a 22 year old male Human, he was born into a small village in the middle of a great forest. The village’s main profit came from the rearing of animals, primarily, Horses for combat and Sheep for wool. As Alecai grew up he spent his days, assisting his father in breeding horses, and eventually learned to ride them. He was schooled by the preacher in the village along with 4 other boys and 3 girls. These were his friends, and continued to be just that for most of his life. At 12, Alecai had problems; he kept getting dreams about the burning of the forest, these dreams were seen as prophetic so the preacher brought the council together, and told them of his thoughts, the council came to a conclusion that Alecai must walk the forest alone, to ensure that this “prophecy” did not come true. He walked for 9 days, living on the bread and cider he had been given, and here and there eating berries and drinking water. Eventually came the day where he was ill and tired and out of food. On this day the thunder crashed and the lightning struck, yet, in the distance he saw a beam of light. ‘Was this a trick of the light’ he thought. In the clearing before him stood a unicorn tall and proud. He approached it with caution as it did the same. He reached out hi hand and began to stroke its neck. Alecai recounted his story to this magnificent beast, and it felt empathy for him, in return using its magic to heal his wounds and illness, and direct him back home. When Alecai reached his home, his parents were delighted to see him, and so was the Council.

For 6 years life continued the way it had before, sow the seeds and care for the new foals in spring; Collect the fruit and tend the crops for the summer festival; Shear the sheep and train the horses in Autumn; and in winter, came the Yuletide celebrations as those who worked all year, relaxed for next spring. On a day during Alecai’s 18th year, some soldiers in marvellous Dolman Jackets rode into his village. “We seek soldiers for warfare!” the boomed. Alecai knew who these men were; they were recruiting for a cavalry division. Alecai joined the small crowd of men in the village centre. “Does anyone here have some sort of medicinal training?” Alecai hesitantly raised an arm, his father was a veterinarian and had taught him some skills, “Then you will receive medical training from our company doctor.” All the recruits said goodbye to their families and began a 4 mile walk to the camp. They were issued with their uniform and were trained in their respective fields for 6 months. Alecai now 19, and a combat ready cavalry doctor. They mounted up and marched for 6 days, soon stopping on a field in a valley, and at the end of this valley a well defended line of Orc ballistae ready to fire. The commander ran up and down the front on the men, delivering a moving speech. Before the knew it, his sword was forward and the men with Alecai among them were charging headlong towards the Orc trenches. Many a horse fell, many a sabre clashed, but the company prevailed, and seized the Orc guns for the good of the war. Alecai tended the hundreds of wounded, along with the other medics. And soon the company received word to leave their post, and head back to camp. When they reached the camp, there was a ceremony of medals, celebrating the few who went above and beyond. To his surprise, Alecai’s name was called. He stood to attention on the podium, and was awarded a medal for courage, Specifically for his act of healing the wounded while under massive Orc ballista fire. At 20 during another similar engagement, Alecai was field promoted to Captain, and took command of a small squad to flank the Orcs. This squad stayed with him for a long time until at 22, he was sent deep into Asulon, to be an ambassador for the Light Cavalry.

What are your characters ambitions?: To fight with honour for the Human kingdom, and one day have a family.

Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: http://marc-alecai.deviantart.com/#/d5hse9p

Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: No thank you, I think I have it covered.

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?

Alecai walks over to the small dwarf, “Hello there sir, now what do you have here?” He asks politely, The Dwarf looks at him, “food” he grunts. “I see, how much for some apples?” Alecai trying to pick up the conversation. “40 Minas” He grunts again, “40 minas? You’re having a laugh!” Alecai was taken aback by this newcomer. “I’ll give you 5 Minas for one apple, at the very most, I’ll have two, so that’s 10 minas.” Alecai smiled to try and make the dwarf do so, nothing but a blank face. The dwarf put two apples in a bag, and handed the lot to Alecai. “Thank you,” as Alecai handed over 10 minas. The dwarf shook his head. “Uh no, 40 minas” the dwarf smiled. Alecai looked at him vexed. “Forget it then!” Alecai turned to walk away, there was no getting through to him.

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?

Alecai continues to walk down the road, when he sees two ruffians having it out at each other. “Bloody Orcs...” Alecai had bad experience with them. He dropped down on his knees onto the damp dusty brown path, and watched hoping it would escalate so he could intervene. Though from his experience, he did not want to cross the Orc, so as soon as the dispute picked up, Alecai had to make a quick decision, he decided to remain, and fight. As Alecai suspected, It escalates quickly. Alecai draws his trench-knife, and lies in wait, immediately taking the dwarf’s side. Soon the Orc took a swing at the dwarf, as this happened Alecai jumped from his position and rolled head over heels, cutting the Orc’s ankle as he went. The Orc took a swing at him next, he blocked it, and told the dwarf to run, The Dwarf complied, and soon after a small misses from the Orc, Alecai ran for it aswell.

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?:

Alecai picked up both the old man and his Minas from the ground, he dusted him off, the lifted one of his arms over his shoulder to support the old fellow. “Where you from old timer?” The Old man points towards Malinor. “Ok I’ll take you home” Alecai smiles at him, and hands him his bag of Minas. As they walk to the old man’s house, the old man tells Alecai his story. Soon they reached the old man’s doorstep, and Assisting him Inside, Alecai, told him to be safe and said “Have a good night” Later that evening Alecai was walking through the town, and bought a cane on the market for 10 Minas. He gave it as a gift to the old man as thanks, for conversing with him, and telling him a wonderful story.

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