[✔] [Accepted] [Human] Azkott

[Azkott 21]

Minecraft Account Name: Azkott

How old are you?: 15

Time-Zone: Central Time Zone

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

What previous experience have you had in role-playing?:
Several servers before this one.

How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: On Planet
Minecraft.

Link any applications that you have previously made for the
server: N/A

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

Have you read the Human 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: The act of becoming someone else. Immersing
yourself within a role, and then acting as your created character.

Meta-gaming: The act of unrealistically rp-ing. Using the
ooc malleably, usually by Asking for someone’s location, or revealing some kind
of secret.

Power-emoting: To make your character appear God-Like.
Examples range from using the emotes to dodge a now-imminent blow, or like
using it to pretend to fly.

In-Character Information:

Complete the following biography on your character:

 

Full Name: Jon Wulfe

Current Age: 23

Sub-race (if any): Northerner.

Past / History (include childhood, major-events, etc. 2+
paragraphs long):

Jon Wulfe was the son of a mighty blacksmith, by the name of
Ulrich. Many came to Ulrich for Arms and Armour; sometimes even dwarves. It was
due to him that his once small, nameless village in the northernmost regions of Aegis got put on the map. It becamea place of great merriment; Travellers and weary warriors came from all around the kingdom of Oren
to acquire a fine sword, or a fitting piece of mail. Humans to elves to even
Dwarves came to Ulrich, and it was due to this that the small, once nameless
village in which Jon grew up came to be known as Hammer’s stead. Jon lived a
happy life, his mother Karolin and his father Ulrich loved him greatly, and it
was due to this that he learned many a good thing. And while many lessons given
to him in his childhood would stay with him for a long while, the one that left
the most lasting impression was that of honor. He was a curious lad, and would
often wander into the taverns and inns in which the aforementioned travelers
would stay. Many a warrior told him tales; Tales of glory, adventure, danger,
and even Romance. But the stories he most loved to listen to were those of
honor.

And from this love of honor, glory and adventure came his
desire to wander the realm, doing many a good thing for the land. He was a
young lad, maybe of about 16, when all of his dreams were torn apart. A orc
raiding party came down on the village. They were many, and sought the
hard-earned riches that the village had earned. A terrible battle was fought;
On one side, were Orcs and their terrible wargs; on the other villagers of
every kind, including the travelers, and the warriors. His father, coupled with
a learned trick or two from the wanderers, had taught Jon many a thing about
combat, and many had found him incredibly proficient with a sword. And it was
these skills that would save his life. His father, as brave as a man could be,
took up the great hammer that he shaped metal with, and went to reshape orc and
warg head with it. He slew many, side-by-side with his son, but the Orcs proved
to many. They staged a last ditch defense, His father and many others, in order
to get all of the villagers out safely. The plan worked accordingly; The whole
village, loaded with valuables and the like, escaped. Even Jon’s father escaped
accordingly. But as Jon looked back upon his burning village, he swore, on his
honor like he had heard his dad before, to never forgive, nor never forget what
the Orcs had done, and swore bloody revenge. After settling his family in a
appropriate village, Jon went away, to seek the glory and honor he so much
craved. He took up a forest-green cloak and several items that his father and
mother had gifted to him for his journeys. Among them was a journal, to write his
accounts, several drawings, maps… And a sword. His father never told him, but
it had taken him years to make that blade. He had begun designing it ever since
he saw Jon “swordfighting” the other village boys with sticks. It was long,
started slightly wider at the fuller, and sloping ever so gently, to allow good
thrust and chopping moves. Its steel almost seemed to glow a dim blue. The
crossguard was a steel bar gently curving upward, wrapped in twisted gold,
almost appearing like tree roots. The hilt was long, definitely a
hand-and-a-half, and was wrapped in good, light brown leather. The pommel was
of a “scent-stopper” design, and was artfully crafted with ancient runes. It’s
scabbard matched his forest-green cloak, and was too delicately carved with intricate
patterns. After admiring it greatly, he sheathed it. He packed his light
baggage, said farewell to his parents, and departed into the unknown.

Ambitions for the Future:

He intends to travel the known world and help all in need.
He has no intention of permenantely settling down; but does not mind sleeping
under the stars.

Personality: He is brave, strong, and resilient. He is
curious and inquisitive, and always quick of wit among friends. He is quite
chivalrous, and is considered by many Honorable.

Skills: His swordsmanship is quite advanced. Besides this he
has inherited and learned the gift of working metal. Due to his extensive
walking and hunting, he is a good tracker, and as such could make a ranger if
he tried.

Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your
skin): He is tall, and fair of skin. He has blonde hair, cut at the end of the
neck, He has a neatly-trimmed beard, and emerald-green eyes.

Any other details you wish to share about your character: He
is quite level-headed, though will lose it when seeing orcs. He is known into
go into a blood-thirsty rage, one that only the closest of friends can stop.
And though this has its uses, he could easily be overrun. He isn’t the most
social of people; He prefers to keep to himself, and when frequenting a crowded
inn or tavern, dons a hood to not get bothered.

 

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 in the mighty human capital you notice a
dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he
is clearly up to no good. There are guards within shouting distance - what do
you do?

 

Answer: First, I would Pursue the man in question. He wont
get past the guards at the entrance, that’s for sure. As soon as he is in
grabbing distance, I shout to the guards. If the man apparently panicks, I grab
him, and send him on his way to the authorities, hood pulled back so everyone
can see the face of the culprit. I then calmly walk away.

 

 

2. Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a
large clearing, in which sits a small cobbled cottage. Outside it stands an
unstable old man armed with a small iron blade, surrounded by two heavily armed
bandits - they appear to be threatening him. You are armed with leather armour
and an iron longsword, how do you react?

 

Answer: I would stealthfully make my way, using the
treeline, towards the home, proceeding then to come out of the bushes, walk up
to the cabin, and say “You giving this man a hard time?” Upon receiving a rude
comment, they would either most-likely attack me, or I would give the first
blow, ordering the man being harassed to stay inside. The fact that my sword is
longer than most(longsword) helps me in this fight. I keep them at a safe
distance, both in sight, and fight this battle patiently, and defensively,
until I see my opening. Upon the killing of the foe, or their capture, I would
inform the man of this, and tell him to stay safe.

 

 

3. You are standing within the mighty human capital when you
notice a small man standing behind a colourful stall. You approach the stall
and notice that the man is selling a variety of general goods - he says that he
is selling just about anything and that he has no set prices. He is willing to
allow you to haggle and choose prices. What do you do? (Explain: your haggling,
items of choice and the discussion that happens).

 

Answer: Being a honorable man, I wouldn’t exactly go for a
unfair, or unjust price. I see a nice dagger that draws my eye. “I’d like to
make a offer on that piece right there.” After he picks it up, and hands it to
me for examination, I offer him a price of, lets say, 15 gold coins. Now
whether he takes it or leaves it, is his deal. If he refused, and tried to get
more money out of me, I would raise to twenty, but no further. If he continued
to try to haggle me, I would tell Him “I think I will take my business
elsewhere.”  And slowly walk away, seeing
if he decides to give up the dagger or risk losing a sale.

[cruzazul 2815]

 

An overall solid application. It included all of the right things an application needs. Congratulations, I hope you enjoy your stay on Lord of the Craft. Please wait patiently for a GM to whitelist your account. If you have any questions don't be afraid to shoot me a PM.

[cruzazul 2815]

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