Talfs Application

[Tsavi 2]

Out-Of-Character Details

Minecraft Account Name:

Alphahunter18

How old are you?:

13

Time-Zone/Country of Residence:

GMT/ U.S.A

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

Yes, I have a b+ in english. :)

Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?:

Yes. I play Skyrim and Dungeons and Dragons. I also play a little bit of assassains creed.

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

Yes, i have.

How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:

One of my friends at school, Simese Octupus), started talking about it and it sounded cool.

Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft:

My first application: http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/73504-talfs-application/

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/!:

I will once im finished.

Definitions

In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is:

Roleplaying is taking to position of a character, and acting how they would in situations. You would kind of pretend to be them.

In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is:

It is...uhhh...using knowledge that you have in real life in game. It gives the character skills you would not normally have.

In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is:

Power emoting is emoting actions without giving the person to react.

In-Character Details

Character Name:

Talf Silverfoot

Character Race:

Dwarf (cave)

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: went to a nearby tavern and asked what happened to his now de

Born in the stronghold of Kal'Dwain, Talf was born to a middle-class family of cave dwarves. His father, Gutterth Silverfoot, raised Talf and his brothers to become miners. Talf was a skilled miner, strong and stout. Talf, a dwarf of good humor, cracking jokes with his fellow miners. Soon, he became a popular laborer in the mountains. Talf longed for riches from the depths of the mountain. When he was twenty-three, Talf set out to the caves and mountains. He put his iron helmet on, bid his family farewell, grab his pickaxe, and walked on the path to the mountains. He spent a whole month searching for a place to make a hut and start mining. Finally he found a perfect place. It had a stream of water next to it, and was close to an old mining shaft. For several years, Talf mined ores and turned them into trinkets he sold in his hut. He spent many glorious days mining iron and silver. When he had the ores, he took them to a smelter. Once smelted, he crafted them into tools and trinkets. He went to a nearby town to sell them. Talf wasn't very rich, but he was happy.

When Talf was sixty-five, he decided to go back to Kal'Dwain and see his family. He traveled many nights to his old home. When he got to the outskirts of Kal'Dwain, he started to see half burned houses. He started to jog. Then he started to see dwarve corpses. He started to sprint towards his house. When he got there, a look of dread crossed his face. All that was left was half burned wood and crumbles of stone. That was what was left of Kal'Dwain. He wept for his family. He did'nt know whether they were alive or not. He went to a nearby tavern to ask around to what happened to his now deserted home. A sad looking dwarf told him it was attacked by Drakes. These winged reptillians flew in and and killed many dwarven warriors. He said that not many people escaped because the Drakes brought down most of the fleeing dwarves. The dwarf intorduced himself as Haggerd Redmelter, and worked in a nearby blacksmith shop. He asked if Talf would like to spend the night with him, and Talf accepted.

Talf and Haggerd shared many lost memories of there times in Kal'Dwain. They both grew up there, and talked about there childhood's. Haggerd said his whole family are blacksmiths, and live close by. He talked about how him, his parents, and sister escaped through an old tunnel. Then, they settled down in this town. He said nobody ever saw those drakes gin. They must have flown back to there swamps. By ten o'clock, they were both crying. Each grieved himself to sleep, still on the couch. In the morning, Talf gave Haggerd some coins, and set out back to his hut. Now, he is more depressed and doesn't feel as much joy in mining anymore. He still makes trinkets at nearby towns, but not with the enthuisiam he used to have. He is a sad dwarf, who wished he still had his family.

What are your characters ambitions?:

Talf doesn't really have any major goals. All he really wants to do is settle down when he is two-hundred and spend the day outside in his wooden chair. One of the last joys in his life is making a large memorial for his long lost family in his backyard. It is decorated with gems and precious ingnots. Each day he pays his respects by leaving flowers and bread nest to the shrine.

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

FRONT: http://postimage.org/image/bkvpfq9d1/

BACK: http://postimage.org/image/54i8n4dbf/

IN SKIN EDITOR: http://novaskin.me/wCRxl

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

My character is very modest and hard-working. He respects all races. He's very kind and friendly. If you talk about his family or insult Kal'Dwain, he will get angry and attack.

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?

A look of joy comes across his face when he sees the dwarf in his stall. "I used to do the same thing!" I think to my self. I walk over to the dwarfs shop. "Good morning my fellow dwarf. Hows it going?" I ask. "Well, not so good. I haven't got many people buying anything." He replies saddly. I look over at his items. "Well, this looks interesting." I say. I spotted a old dwarven good luck charm. "Hey, I'll buy this for...hmmm...five hundred coins?" I say. "Five Hundred! Oh, no, sir, thats way to much. I would never make someone pay-" "No, no, no" I cut him off. "Its a good price for such an antique item. I've never seen something like this in a long time." I give him an encouraging smile and hand over the coins. I place the Amulet around my neck. The dwarf looks overjoyyed and has a smile on his face. "Good day" I say as I walk away.

You’re in the Cloud Sanctuary late at night, when a large Orc begins to threaten a nearby dwarf. The only present monk is fast asleep, and the situation looks like it will escalate into violence soon, what does your character do?

I slipped between the mad dwarf and orc, and shoved both of them back. "Cool It, or I'll get a guard to come and settle this." I say to both of them. With a snarl, the orc unsheaths his sword. With movements so fast only an elf could do them, i snatched the sword from his gnarled hand and throw it on the ground. With a "clink, clink, clonk", the sword bounced across the cobblestone. Finally the orc says "What do you want." "Actually, I was going to ask you the same thing. Why are you picking on the dwarf?" I retorted. "Well....I uh...he stole my gold" The orc stammered. The dwarf yelled "No i didn't. He's lieing. I was just walking on my way when he shoved me then threatened me!" I turned towards the orc with fury in my eyes. "I think you should leave" I said with a nasty tone. The Orc ran away, leaving his sword behind. The dwarf thanked me then we both went on our own ways.

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?:

I instantly race to the old mans side, inqouiring whether he's o.k. I lean him against a nearby tree. "I'll be right back." I say to him. I race to the nearest market stall and purchase a new walking stick. I go back to the old man and give it to him. I also take a bag out of my pack, put the coins inside and give them to the old man. I help him up. "Are you sure your going to be alright?" I ask. The old man looks over at me. "Ill be fine, just, please help me back to my cottage." I put my arm around his shoulders to keep him from falling. We walk on a cobblestone road to hs house. When we get to the cottage, the man fumbles with his keys. Then he drops them. "Dang-it!" he yells. "Here, let me do it." I reach down and grab the grey key. I put into the lock on the door and open it. I help him into the house. "Wow" I exclaim as I look around. The house is filled with awesome looking stones and trinkets everywhere. "Are you a collector?" I ask. "Yes." he replies. "For your troubles, i'll give you this sword. It is the sword of Colada. I found it in an old dwarven ruin a long time ago. Since you helped and your also dwarven, I think you should have it." "I gaze in astonishment at the sword. "Why..uh..thank you, so much" I barely reply. I accept the sword and thank him a couple times more. I leave the house and walk back to my hut.

[Queen of Aegis 174]

- insufficient knowledge of the lore

- Un-RP skin

- 2nd ORQ, Orcs dont speak common english they speak blah

You may reapply in 24 hours from this post

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~BoomBox~

[Queen of Aegis 174]

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