[✔] [Accepted] [Pending]Valon487's 3Rd App (Forest Dwarf)

[Valon (Yokey) 168]

Out-Of-Character
Information

Please
fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the
essential details are accurate.

 

Minecraft
Account Name:valon487

How old
are you?:13

Time-Zone:Central

Have you
read, understood and agreed to the rules?:Yes

What previous
experience have you had in role-playing?:D&D, Overture IV RP Server,
LARPing

How did
you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: Capt_Vincinity, chriskw8910

Link any
applications that you have previously made for the
server:http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/81092-applicationdwarf/
.......
http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/84486-valon487s-2nd-application-attempt-elf/

Have you
posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link
above):Yes

Have you
read the Dwarven lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in
your biography?:Yes

 

Definitions

In
your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from
elsewhere!:

 

Role-playing:
Playing the role of a certain character through action and dialogue.

Meta-gaming:
Using OOC information as something your character knows IC

Power-emoting:
Using your actions in a manner that disable the other participant from being
able to respond to it.

 

In-Character
Information:

Complete
the following biography on your character:

 

Full
Name: Gorne

Current
Age: 3 1/7 seasons (22)

Sub-race
(if any):Forest Dwarf

Clan (if
any):

Past /
History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long): Gorne
was born into a family of 12, including himself and his parents. They lived in
a large hut at the base of a mountain in Kal'Karik. The living was cramped, and
uncomfortable. Gorne never separated himself from his mother, who he viewed as
a wonderful woman, and role model. Gorne passed his first season, never leaving
his mother's side. By his fifth year, he was helping her prepare meals, wash
the rags they called clothing, and even tucking in his older siblings. After
his first season, they expanded their living space. Not the hut was more of a
long hall, where they could sleep ing comfort, and eat at a longer table. Gorne
was truly happy, he didn't even care about not having a clan, or family name.
That would come to haunt him, though.

 

  Once he got into his second season, his
mother had another child. This new sibling was different. She was a girl.
Gorne, now more matured and independant from his mother, had never known
another dwarf of the opposite sex. He felt attatched to his sister, and became
a sort-of protector. His father was a miner, and was often gone from home for
days at a time. His mother was always extremely busy. She had not time to raise
Gorne's new sister. He cared for her for her entire first season, and she grew
like Gorne did: attatched. She was over-dependant, and couldn't do anything on
her own. One day, after Gorne's lumberjack training, he exploded at his little
sister. He was annoyed that she had to have his help for everything, and he
yelled at her. She ran off crying into the woods to the south. Gorne was still
angry, he didn't even wonder where she was for hours. He was awoken from his
anger by her screams.

 

  Gorne, all annoyance left his mind. Without
thinking, he grabbed his axe, and left the clearing. As the sounds got closer,
Gorne realized he had no fighting ability whatsoever. Even if he did get there
in time, he wouldn't be able to kill anthing. Before he even made a final
decision. He saw his sister through the brush, on the ground, and crawling away
from an unknown assaliant. Gorne then saw it was a wolf. No, not hungry, but
provoked. His sister saw Gorne, and for a second, was sad again. Then she
snapped back to reality. "Gorne, 'elp me!!!" she yelled. Gorne had no
idea what to do, so he just swung his axe. Somehow, he hit the wolf. The wolf
flinched, and it bared it's teeth at Gorne. Gorne yelled at his sister to run.
She saw her opportunity. She got away, but the wolf was now attacking me, I had
to fall back. The wolf kept jumping forward, and I kept jumping back. Just
then, an arrow hit the wolf. A forester stepped out, bow in hand. "You
should be more careful, young one. Wolves are not to be trifled with," he
said. He saluted Gorne, took the wolves corpse on his shoulders, and left.
Gorne never saw that kindly stranger again.

 

  Gorne grew up, building muscle, chopping
lumber to sell. He lived happily, almost contented. As I stated before, the
fact that Gorne belonged to no clan would come back to haunt him. That time was
right then. Gorne began to resent it. He never knew anyone powerful, or
important. Gorne wanted a large family. Cousins, uncles, aunties, grandfathers,
grandmothers, the whole deal. That's why he left home. To find a large
family...or to start one.

Ambitions
for the Future: To make enough coin to eek out a living in Asulon.

Personality:
Gorne is friendly enough, but can be sort of cruel, in a way, with jokes or
tomfoolery. He is borderline back-stabbing when it comes to deciding between
wealth, and friends. Seemed to his parents he had a bit of cave dwarf in him.

Skills:
He is especially good with his axe. He can chop down trees well, and uses that
to get money. He can speak well, though illiterate. He is a good
"housewife" in the sense of the term. (Cooking, cleaning ect.)

Appearance
(this must include an in-game screenshot of your skin): A bit tall for his age,
dark green eyes, forester clothing. Unusually blonde hair. 

Any other
details you wish to share about your character: He has always wanted a pet baby
sheep, and he hates deep water.

 

Open-Response-Questions

Each
question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which
must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do
not break character or lore at any point.

____

 

1.
Whilst mining deep in the undergrounds of Kalos you see a large deposit of
diamond ore at the other side of the ravine you are on. There is a very thin
rock bridge that looks precariously unstable, but it is the only way to access
the deposit. What do you do?

 

Answer:
The sight of the diamonds gives a hunger to my eyes. I forget what I was there
for, and begin crossing, not even thinking. About halfway through, I snap back
to normal. I realize i'm in the center of this cracked bridge. I know forest dwarves
are not know for their greed. I wonder what possesed me to do something that
may just jeapordize my life. I step a bit 'till i'm sure I can leap it. I take
the jump, and land on the other side. I approach the diamond ore. And just
then, remember. I have no pickaxe.

 

2. You
are sitting in the local tavern with a large pint of ale in your hand - sitting
nearby you is a rather young dwarf whom is clearly going through a bad time. He
is crying to himself, and clutching a small wooden hammer toy. In the other
corner of the room two shady dwarves are sitting whispering to each other and
pointing occasionally at the dwarf. They stand up, one with a small dagger in
his hand and begin to approach the young dwarf. What do you do?

 

Answer:
My eyes widen when I see the dagger. I stand up, pushing the table over to
display my strength. (It's a pretty large and heavy table.) The two shady ones
look over, and the one resheathes his dagger. He sayss in an innocent tone
(Hoy, mate. We di'nt mean no harm.) They back away. I see a flash of gratitude
in the young boy's eyes as he slides under the table to hide.

 

3.
Whilst wandering through the Dwarven Caverns you hear a voice call out to you;
“Oi, ye’! C’mere n’ get ye’rself an ale!”. You spin on your heel and see a
heavily bearded bar-owner looking at you - a huge grin on his face, and a mug
of ale in his hand. How do you react?

 

Answer: I
have never had alcohol before, and I never plan on having it. My father mined
drunk, and nearly died many times. "Apologies, mate. I never drank an ale,
'n I don't plan to," I call in reply. The bar-owner has disowned the grin
and is now looking at me with contempt. "C'mon then. I could get ye
somethin' else?" He askes. Come to think of it, I was rather hungry. I
hand over three minas. "Pork chop, please," I say. He slides over a
crude wooden plate with a surprisingly delectible looking slab of meat on it.

[MonkeyCoffee 516]

Your application has been...

Put on Pending

Don't worry, this isn't denied, I just wish that you fix this one minor problem:

You have not included a skin screenshot. Use this tutorial to get your skin in your application! http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/51343-how-to-obtain-your-skin-screenshot/

Please fix this issue within 24 hours or face instant denial. PM me when you have done so.

Accepted!


Welcome to Anthos. Please wait patiently for a GM to implement you.


If you have any questions, feel free to pop me a PM!


Also, forgove me. hat I didn't use any fancy letters, I wrote this on my phone.

[MonkeyCoffee 516]

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