CharlieHorse23's Alt Application (InfinityPlus7)

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Out-Of-Character Details

Alternate Minecraft Account Name:InfinityPlus7

Already Accepted Minecraft Account Name:CharlieHorse23

How old are you?:14

In-Character Details

Character Name:Caecilius Mordrith

Character Race:50% Human 25% Dwarf 25% 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::I was born when my father, Charles Mordrith (CharlieHorse23) and my mother who is unknown, had "relations". I know my father was half dwarf, and my father has told me my mother was half elven. At a young age, I felt uncomfortable around other children, as they had an invective name for me, the "Melting pot". As if that weren't bad enough, my father Charles beat me. He was an alcoholic, and came home late, woke me up, and would beat me for no reason. I had no choice, but to run away at the age of twelve. I survived by picking berries to sustain myself, and eventually found Normandor. (By coincidence.) I tooled around the city for a while, until finding a position in the Normandor guard.

It was seven years later when I was patrolling near the Druid Grove of Normandor when I saw my father again. He walked outside of the grove, reading some druidic lore. I walked up to him, and he seemed not to notice me, so I slapped the book out of his hand. He began to scream,"What is wrong with 'ye, 'ye little ru-" and stopped when he saw my face. He instantly began to talk about how he was changed when he began to follow the aspects, and how he has been sober for eight years, but I didn't want to hear any of it, I wanted revenge. So in the middle of his little speech, I punched him between the eyes. He fell to the ground, and couldn't get up, being at his age of sixty-seven. I looked at him with a look of unfathomable hate, and he laughed.

I stared at him, bewildered. He explained, "I have no spite for 'ye boy, as I'm sure you want no apologies. So how about we just start over?" I had no idea how I could ever overcome a grudge so easily, but it was my dad, and for the first time, I trusted him. We then began to talk more, and even go on walks through town. We talked about my childhood, and our time apart. And we finally bonded, like a father and son should. We talk a lot now, and even go on little adventures for various foliage or materials. However, we have very different views on philosophies, as I am a guard, and he is a druid, but we get along well.

Caecilius is 24 years old, with blond hair, standing about 5' 11" tall. He is a tan white, and wears red armor. (A custom skin)

What are your characters ambitions?:To rise through the ranks of the guard.

Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here:I have reached my global upload quota, thus cannot upload a screenshot, but please believe me when I say it is appropriate or my racial qualities.

Is there anything else you would like to say about your character:He will always pursue revenge, but will never murder, unless in self-defense.

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?I will skip this Open-Response Question.

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?I walk up to the pair, and ask the dwarf my nicest voice, "Is there something wrong with this orc, he doesn't look like the brightest torch in the cave." The dwarf and me then share a laugh, causing the orc to scream in rage. He then hurls a punch at me, smashing my jaw. As I fell to the ground, the dwarf pulled a dirk from his boot and jumps onto the orc's back. The orc starts to scream, but is silenced by the dwarf shoving the dirk through the orc's neck. The orc falls to the ground, twitching, and stuttering, being choked by his own blood. The dwarf helps me up, and I thank him for saving me from a savage beating. He responds by saying, "No problem, I know a dwarf when I see one, and you definitely have some dwarven blood in 'ye. We then part ways, as I rush off to get my jaw tended to.

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?:Since I was being stationed close to Malinor, in Normandor, I help the possible citizen of the elven empire. I reached down to help the old man up, then once he is up, I walk him over to a shady tree where he can sit down. Then, I gather his minas, and give his minas back to him. He thanks me, and I tell him, "Wait here, I'm going to get some guards to help you." I then rush to Malinor, the closest city in the area, to get the guard to help the old man.

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