[✔] [Accepted] [Dark Elf] Kim78717 - 2Nd Attempt

[Kim 1328]

Out-Of-Character Information:

Minecraft Account Name:

kim78717

How old are you?:
16

 

Time-Zone:
Central

 

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

Yes

 

What previous experience have you had in role-playing?:
I've been an admin on a roleplaying server, I'm also in a number of different roleplay groups (forums and deviantart, mostly)

 

How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?:
My friend goldensword0909 recommended it to me.

 

Link any applications that you have previously made for the server:
First Attempt

 

Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum?:
Yes

 

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

Yep!

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Definitions:

Role-playing:

-It could be anything from acting a preset role to assuming the role of made up characters to create a story.

Meta-gaming:

-Using knowledge gained OOC to influence your person in character.

Power-emoting:

-Also known as god-modding; when you perform an action most of the time involving another person's character and they have no power over the action you take with them.

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In-Character Information:
Full Name:

Kiire-Tuul

Current Age:

146
Sub-race:

Dark Elf
Past / History:

-My mother lived in the Elder Tree city, and she raised me there as well. I'm not sure who my father was, and I liked to assume he was a valiant warrior who had to leave me and my mother to save the world. As most mothers do, she was caring if not a bit overbearing, and taught me what she knew. Once I was old enough, being the woman she was, she left me to care for myself and went back to traveling. I would've liked to follower her, I just didn't quite know when to.

Finally deciding it was time to venture out, I took up my sword, harp and precious belongings (which were few), and used the information from people to gain leads on my mother. The leads were small, and heck, I even met my father. Dead and buried in an unmarked grave, his location only known by the lover he had gone to after he had run away from my mother and I. Of course, he really wasn't a hero. Quite the opposite really, he died in a bar fight, probably drunker than a dwarf. Leaving that long-awaited and certainly unwanted moment in my life behind, I moved on.

As for my mother, it turns out she had succumbed to a sickness. She couldn't come back home and wasn't in her right mind to send a letter. I still got to be with her on her deathbed, once I found her, of course. It wasn't very odd how well I took both my parents deaths’ considering one was never there and the other fulfilled her job as caretaker, leaving not a second too early or late once I was ready to be on my own. Nonetheless I learned many a thing as I traveled, even made some friends, some long gone now of course. But thanks to them I look at the world in a different way. Some elves call me strange (and I will admit I'm quite the odd ball), but I'm strangely content with that.

 

Ambitions for the Future:

-Travel; maybe find a place I'd like to settle down. I may pursue a permanent carrier as a bard.

 

Personality:

 

-I'm an observant
woman, and am rather resourceful. I know how to use what I have, and therefore, can be rather productive. Sometimes, I use people in this manner, but it doesn't mean I don’t care about how they feel. I'm loyal to those I deems worthy, and will always repay a favour.

I'm tolerant in that, even though I may not like you or what you're doing, I can still act some degree of civilized towards you. I'm good at biding my time until an opportune moment to strike arises.

On the other hand, however, I enjoy mischief, trouble and the occasional banter, sometimes coming off as just plain promiscuous. I like to think of it as a chance to ‘practice my persuasion’ rather than anything serious. I'm not as formal as most people think elves to be, and I'm more similar to humans than we say we are. In my free time I enjoys relaxing, indulging myself in the arts (such as reading, writing, singing and playing). I know how to act depending on the situation.

Skills:

-Bard, swords, hand-to-hand combat

 

Appearance:

Any other details you wish to share about your character:

-nope c:

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Open-Response-Questions:

1. As you walk through the deep forests you hear the sound of whispering and snickering. Upon inspection you realize that a group of High Elves are mocking a small Wood Elf child. How do you react?

Answer: The nerve of some people really, I can’t help think to myself. My mother always told me it was wrong to abuse the young, and that included those not of blood. Approaching the group, I firmly set one hand on the shoulder closest to me and tug. It gives easily and I make it to the center of the group easily.

 

“Hey guys—“ I pause as bend down to scoop up a handful of dirt. This should work good enough, considering it’s all I got to work with. “ Didn't your mothers ever teach you it was rude to pick on people smaller than you? Try someone your own size.”

Hefting the dirt in my hand, I then proceed to toss it lightly towards the nearest High Elf. He backs up, his face twisted into a look of disgust and I stoop to pick up another handful. This time I chucked it more forcefully towards another. “Unless you’re scared to get a little bit dirty” I turned and placed a hand on the wood elf’s head and patted the brown nest of hair. “See? Works like a charm. I like to call it dirt.” The little boy’s face broke into a grin.
 

2. Whilst wandering through the Elven forests you

come across a frail old man with a walking stick. He collapses in front of you, falling to the ground with a sharp thud. Out of his pocket falls a small pouch of gold coins, which hits the ground and splits open spreading coins across the pathway. The man lies there, defenseless - what do you do?

Answer: What is an old man doing traveling alone? Doing what hopefully any sane person would, I approached with both hands up and empty, watching him jump as the words “Hail” left my mouth. “I approach in peace, sir.” I state, trusting the frail man not to try and attack me. He doesn’t look to be like bait, but people would do anything for anything. Keeping a wary eye on the dense forest surrounding the path, I stoop down and retrieve his pouch, then return to his side where I crouch and offer it to him as he gets his balance. He mumbles to himself and as he dusts himself off, I straighten. He has to look up at me, and can barely reach my hand, but nonetheless he grabs it and presses a gold coin into my palm. “Thank you."

 

Without another word, he starts to wander forward again. I follow him wordlessly, but he doesn’t seem to mind. So I continue to follow him. Eventually he starts humming, and if I know the piece I start to hum along. It was a nice one, the walk. Oddly calming. The forest eventually thins out, and he seems to be well off so I gradually slow my pace until he’s out of sight. Pausing to place the coin in a small pouch on my side, I turn around and start to head back.

 

3. Whilst traversing the Elven Woodlands, you come across a small clearing in which a colored carriage sits. A trader stands outside of it and calls you over, telling you of his wares. He points out that his carriage sells just about everything, and that he's willing for you to haggle for a price. What does your character do? (Please include:- item, haggling for prices and the discussion involved).

Answer: It would be a great opportunity for trinkets, as well as maybe fabrics or new strings for my harp. You can never tell what you

can find. It seems he’s selling just about everything as promised. The merchandise is wonderful, really! Bolts of fabric, random spices as well as harp
strings! But a bit overpriced… But what really caught my eye was the bolt of fabric propped up against the old oak table set up infront of the carriage. Let’s see if my practiced ‘persuasion’ can come in handy....

I heard the familiar "Hail!" and put on a charming smile, returning the greeting.

“What can I get for ya lady—mam?” he piped eagerly. I could just see his hands itching to get themselves on money.

“Depends on what you’re offering—“

 

I let the sentence hang a bit, before I added, “…and what you would like in return.”

His eyebrows rise at this suggestive line. They always do. Grabbing the purse
at my side I saw his face visibly drop. 'Dissapointed aren't we?' I couldn't
help but muse to myself, holding back a laugh. As I looked up he put on that
silly grin again then leaned one hand on the bolt. “Howabout this one here? It’s real nice you see, from a far away land. One of a kind, and only 80 mias.”

Now it was my turn to raise my eyebrows. Looking behind his shoulder it was obvious there were at least a dozen other bolts just like this one, crammed in the back of his carriage. But it was good fabric.

“Even for a pretty lady like me?” I teased, reaching into my purse. He held out his hand eagerly and I dropped only 60 mias in his hand. “How about this? We make it 60 mias if you throw in one more bolt of this? It seems you have plenty of them there in the back.”

He was obviously flustered, dropping half of the mias as he turned to check for himself if the bolts were truly showing. I cleared my throat and added, “And I’ll leave out the part about the extra ‘one-of-a-kind’s when I recommend this shop to some friends. It would be a shame if you had to leave this area so early, especially when there are so many possible buyers.” Too bad he'd have to leave anyways. I knew some pretty good gossips around town who wouldn't mind adding a new one to the collection.

[Lita 677]

I was going to play an April Fools joke on the first app I reviewed today, but then I saw whose it was. I've said it before, and I'll say it again, I love your application. ^.^ Without further ado:

Welcome to the Lord of The Craft! Please wait to be implemented, as this can take some time.

If you have any concerns or questions, look for the forum or OOC tag 'Guide'. They're there to help! You could also ask me for assistance if you need any. Good luck, and remember to have fun!

[Lita 677]

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