glad2kill9's application

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Out-Of-Character Details

Minecraft Account Name: glad2kill9

How old are you?: 17

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: USA/Eastern Time

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

Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Definitely; playing games like Skyrim and Assassin's Creed etc.

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

How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: Searched up "minecraft roleplay" in google.

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

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 did.

Definitions

In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: You are assigned/pick a character and you act as the character you are playing.

In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Using out-of-game information (like what you found out on YouTube or etc) to influence in-game decisions.

In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Doing something to another player/NPC that leaves them no choice of retaliation/resistance.

In-Character Details

Character Name: Crixus Wood

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: "Crixus Wood, 29 human years. Light blond hair, green eyes, white skin, hard-set jaw, thick neck, average-sized muscular build. Or so it said on my profile for when I was jailed for treason against the king, awaiting my execution. For years working as a Ranger for the king, skilled in arts of stealth, combat, archery and lying... have not paid off. I was betrayed by a man I regarded as a friend. While on the road to my execution stand, surrounded by guards, I managed to escape into the crowd of people while we were in a town. I ran into the woods and was then an outcast. Everyone knew my name and seen my face, so now I cover my face with charcoal, partly as camouflage in the forest and partly to hide my identity.

Living for 5 years in the forest, I have managed to sharpen my skills in archery and the art of stealth. I am known for my cloak that makes me blend into the forest background, this is something I am very proud of as it took me years to achieve. Ranger training conditioned me to what some might call "not human"; my speed, reflexes, strength and will are unmatched. Even though I was partially trained as an assassin, I work for the good of people, eliminating criminals and abusers of power.

After 5 years of isolation, I have decided to move on to other lands where my skills can be put to good use; starting over might be good for me. Hello Auslon." -Crixus Wood

What are your characters ambitions?: To hunt down criminals and help out the common folk when possible, hopefully gaining a reputation and some Minas along the way.

Please provide an in-game screenshot of your skin here: http://imageshack.us/f/59/20121110222605.png/

Is there anything else you would like to say about your character: No

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? As I make my way into the city of the humans... What was it called?... Arthor? Author?... Oh wait Arethor, right. Hell, the town looks pretty good but I still prefer the woods. Before I even make 20 steps in the town, I am approached by a dwarf selling nothing I am interested in. But before I send him off, I notice he has a bow for sale and the fact that he seemed pretty damn poor. I can make more money later on and a spare bow won't hurt. Giving the dwarf a few Minas, he puts on a wide smile and walks away. Already doing good... feels nice haha.

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? Walking out of the local inn, I refuse the offer of the innkeeper and walk on my way, deciding to cover more ground. I turn right on Oren Road and walk with big strides. The night was silent up until I start hearing someone speaking in an almost threatening manner. I follow the sound of the voice and see an over-sized Orc, trying to take away something from a dwarf. God dammit, just what I need. Pulling out my bow and readying an arrow on the string, I yell across to the Orc, trying to put a hint of authority in my voice, "Let him go... Now." The Orc was startled for a second and then without any sense of intelligence, walks towards me, clearly being ignorant even though I had an arrow, knocked and ready, pointing at his chest. "Not a step closer Orc." He keeps advancing so I put an arrow right between his legs, "I will aim at your chest next." The Orc jumped back as he heard the arrow hit the ground below him and he hesitated, seeing that this wasn't going to go well for him. He turned around and walked away... Just as I thought. Used to picking on helpless merchants, the Orc was not used to being threatened back. The dwarf thanked me and I just nodded my head and walked past him, on my way.

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?: Ahh, I've been walking down this road for an hour now. Where the hell is the damn city? I was starting to hesitate, thinking I walked down the wrong road. To my luck an old man turns the road ahead of me, coming out of the trees. I quickly approach him and just as I am about to ask him for directions, I hear a snap and he falls to the ground face first. The thud of his body was followed by the sound of metal on stone and I noticed a bag of Minas has split open and fallen to the ground. I quickly help the man up, picking him up by the arm and gathering his coins together and handing them to him. At first, looking the man in the eyes, I thought I saw a hint of surprise in his eyes but it passed. These folk are used to robbers and bandits... Picked on and robbed and sometimes killed, always lives in danger. He was a lucky man I thought. I quickly ask him where the city of Malinor is and he tells me to follow the road for another 10-20 minutes. I thank him and walk on my way.

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Reasons for Denial:

A good first try, but a few little things need fixing up:

-Your biography contains no server lore.

-Not sure if it's just me, but your skin looks a little un-RP. I'm not too confident if you're wearing a hood or not, but, you might want to find a new skin just to be sure.

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