[✔] [Accepted] Demonakinale - Application

[Demonakinale 0]

Out-Of-Character Details

Minecraft Account Name: Demonakinale

How old are you?: 15

Time-Zone/Country of Residence: GMT+12/New Zealand

Do you have a good grip on English grammar and the English language?: Yes, Enlgish is my first language.

Have you had any previous experience in roleplaying?: Yes, I've played roleplaying maps on WCIII and was a member of clan AORP in Dungeons and Dragons Online.

Have you read and understood and agree to the rules?: I have fully understood the rules and agree to them as well.

How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: I've heard of Lord of the Craft through browsing the server list on Minestatus.com

Link any previous applications you have made to the Lord of the Craft: http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/77036-demonakinale-application/page__p__640222__hl__demonakinale__fromsearch__1#entry640222

Have you posted this application on Minecraft Forum? If not, post it here: : http://www.minecraft.../page__st__1760 <-- Yes, I've posted it on the Minecraft Forum.

Definitions

In your own words, define what the act of roleplaying is: Roleplaying is when you act as a character in an unreality world.

In your own words, define what the act of meta-gaming is: Meta-gaming is when you benefit your in-game character with knowledge that you know in person. Example: I know there is a chest full of diamonds in an area my character doesn't know and I take them.

In your own words, define what the act of power-emoting is: Power-emoting is to do something to someone/thing which does not enable them to react from the action. Example: I grab my sword and chop Arthur's head off, killing him in the process.

In-Character Details

Character Name: Dreth Harper

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: Dreth Harper lived in Arethor, capital of the Holy Oren Empire with his family of 3. When Harper was at the age of 5, his father and his crew went on a voyage and is now presumed dead after not returning for 24 years. At the age of 7 Dreth became very interested in the art of one-handed sword combat and begged his mother to allow him to take apprenticeship from a local sword trainer. When he was 10, he entered the junior tournament at the arena but failed, only to retry when he turned 11 and win. At the age of 15, Dreth's mother caught a horrible sickness, and after 7 months of agonising pain, she passed away. By the time of her passing, Dreth was 16.

Dreth became independant and found a job at the local inn. He also stayed at the inn and paid the rent from his salary. He worked there for many years but quit the job when he turned 21 to pursue the peaceful life with a family, but failed to do so. During the same year, he took an interest in mercenary work and was quite successful, and now, at the age of 27, he wishes to pursue his life goal, to join the Oren Lances.

Dreth is a muscly man, slightly bigger than the average man. He is also quite strong. He has medium-lengthed blonde hair and sea blue eyes. He has a blonde moustache and small beard.

Dreth has a gentle and kind heart, and is incredibly loyal. But war is his home. He welcomes war, he loves the sound of metal and steel clashing, and the sound of enemies scream in agonising death. But he can control his love of war and is disciplined to obey his superiors.

What are your characters ambitions?: To join the Oren Lances and serve Emperor Godfrey I to the fullest.

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

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

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? I listen to the Dwarf, and hear what he has to sell. I become interested in a certain item he's selling, and move towards him and his wares. I gently push through the small crowd and begin looking at the dwarf's wares. "I heard you're selling an artifact, some sort of Silver Medallion?" I ask the dwarf.

The dwarf responds, "Yes, found it on a trip on the way here, it was by some ruins I stumbled upon as I rested."

I nod and ask hastenly, "I don't see it on the table, where is it?" The dwarf smiles and reaches below the table and pulls up a chest. He then unlocks the chest with his key and opens it. He pulls out a shiny, gleaming and silver medallion. "Here it is, she's a beauty ain't it?"

I ask, "How much, name your price"

The dwarf responds, "Ehh...how's 500 minas?"

"500? Really? You...you could use a bit more than 500, how's 700 Minas? For a kind and, don't take offense, poor dwarf like you."

"My, 700 Minas, sure! If you're able to pay."

I grab a pouch of minas and begin counting. I hand over the minas along with the sack and say, "That should amount to a little over 700, you can keep them all."

"Most gracious of you, and here, your medallion." says the dwarf in a soft voice.

"Thank you dwarf, may you have a bright future ahead of you." I say to the dwarf. I then take my leave and continue my journey.

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 draw my sword with an anticipation of battle, and move slowly towards the duo. As I move closer, I hear the orc demanding jewellery from the dwarf. I shout, "Stand back Orc, you will not steal from anyone tonight."

"Stay away Human, this is no concern of you, only me and the dwarf." says the orc.

"Help me please, this orc is wanting my gems." begs the dwarf. The orc whacks the face of the dwarf with his big hands, and unsheathed his battle mace. I reach for my shield on my back and hold it on my left arm. "Orc, you are in the territory of the Holy Oren Empire, you will leave before I must slay you." I speak calmly.

The orc becomes nervous, and panics. He looks at the dwarf, and back at me. "If any of you scum follow me, you're a dead man!" The orc exclaims as he takes off into the far distance. I jog to the assaulted dwarf and ask, "Are you injured, dwarf?"

"No, no, I'm fine, but I must thank you for saving me. I was worried there, I sunk my entire life in collecting these priceless gems, they were almost taken from me...thanks again." says the dwarf.

"It was no problem dwarf, farewell." I then continue my travels to Arethor.

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 look at the old man and quickly head towards him, I then ask, "Are you alright sir, are you injured in any way?"

"The minas...get the minas." says the frail old man

I turn my attention to the minas, and start gathering them off the stone ground.

"There...there should be a total of 32 minas." says the old man.

I hear the old man, and continue picking up the minas. "Sir, I've only found 29 minas, are you sure you had 32?"

The old man tries to avoid eye contact and mutters, "Yes...yes...I had 32."

I begin to feel suspicion towards the old man and say, "Sir, there is no need to lie, I can lend you minas if you truly need it."

The old man looks at me and his eyes widen, he says, "Free minas? Oh...but of course, for an old man like me, thank you youngling."

I then give him back the 29 minas, and reach for my pouch. I take out 10 minas and hand it over to him. "Use the extra minas well sir." I say to the old man.

Before I leave, I chop off a thick and durable branch from a nearby oak tree with my iron sword, and hand it to the old man. I help the old man to his feet and ask, "Before I depart sir, do you know the way to Arethor? The Capital of the Holy Oren Empire."

"Arethor...Arethor...I'm afraid not...I'm not from the Holy Oren Empire." says the old man.

I respond, "I understand, farewell sir, and safe travels."

[Thu'um 530]

Accepted.

This was a proficient application, but you have something that should be addressed:

In your second ORQ (Open Response Question), this scenario contains an Orc and a Dwarf.

You detailed the scenario well -- except there was one problem -- this wasn't enough to change your verdict but this is something you should know when you role-play. (Had you been applying for an Orc or Dwarf, the verdict may be different.)

"Stay away Human, this is no concern of you, only me and the dwarf." says the orc.

"Help me please, this orc is wanting my gems." begs the dwarf

Dwarves had a certain accent -- which means they wouldn't speak in Plain English.

http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/78314-dwarven-language/ - Dwarven Language Assistance Thread, though most likely you can find a better thread or even receive further information from people who play Dwarves.

Orcs -- they do not speak plain English at all,

This distinct small issue is not enough to weigh your application to Denied, and I believe that this application is accurate and adequate -- as it meets a majority of our criteria.

You can read up on some of our lore to learn where precisely we are -- in Elysium -- travelling to 3.0, our next map.

You will have to wait to be implemented by a GM (Global Moderator).

I wish you good luck in your endeavors on LoTC!

Salutations, Thu'um

[Thu'um 530]

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