[✔] [Accepted] Wendigo22793 Application (Second)

[Wendigo 786]

Out-Of-Character Information

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

Picture of Skin: http://imageshack.us/a/img17/9254/rpcharacter.png

Link to first applicationhttp://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/88155-wendigo22793-application/

Link to Minecraft Forums:http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-anthos-officially-t-h-e-1-roleplay-server/page__st__3100__gopid__22508610#entry22508610

Minecraft Account Name: Wendigo22793

How old are you?: 20

Time-Zone: EST+5

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

What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: Slight Minecraft role-play,
World of Warcraft roleplay, Gmod RP, Warcraft RP, Starcraft2 Custom RP games

How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft?: Through Evans101, and
Eaglestrike999

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

 http://www.minecraftforum.net/

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

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: Creating a
fake character that you play throughout its “life”. For instance in gmod I
would usually create a civilian create a stand and sell various goods. When I
got enough money I would eventually buy a house and maybe even start a “family”
with some friends.

Meta-Gaming: For instance if I see a character name behind a mountain I can’t say
“oh lets go see how the view is on top of this mountain.” In other words if I
in real life know information it doesn’t necessarily mean my character in game
does.

Power-Gaming: If I’m an assassin I can’t say “sneak up behinds the guard and slits
his throat silently”. I have to give the character/person in game time to react
to my actions or type.

In-Character Information:

Complete the following biography on your character:



Full Name: Riondil Seni

Current Age: 20

Lineage: Father was a cross
between a High Elf and a Wood Elf, and my mother was a pure Nothernor.

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

 

Born
during the war in Aegis I was an oddity when it came to children of my lineage.
My hair is a dirty blonde and my eyes a darkish blue. My build slightly broader
than the average human, the only thing that gives my elfish descent away are my
pointed ears. When I was orphaned on the streets I survived mostly by stealing.
While stealing from a bread shop one day when I was about 10 I ran out into the
street and came face to face with a local Lord and his squat companion a dwarf.
The lord was just an average human but seemed to bear himself with a regal
manner. He looked me up and down and said “my look at you smart, quick, and a
strong little runt.” I try to hide the bread but the dwarf hobbles around
behind and to see what I was hiding from him. “And it appears a skilled thief,
how would you like to come with me and have dinner for the night”

Knowing
better than deny a lord I follow him back to his manner on a hill. I am bathed
then given clothes. I begin to notice the room around me. Above the fireplace
is the portrait of a boy, slightly bigger than me and looked vaguely familiar.
Not really caring I throw on my clothes which by the time I got them on were
slightly larger than me and headed to the main dining hall. After a rather
awkward meal we all sat back. The lord started looking at me in the most
peculiar way. Not wanting to meet his gaze I looked down in my lap and began to
twiddle my thumbs. I looked up at him as to not be rude and then it hit me I
pointed right at him and exclaimed “You’re the boy the in that portrait above
the room aren’t you!” he smiled at me and said no that instead that was his
recently deceased son. He began to tell me the story behind this rather random
dinner. The dwarf sitting next to him was going to be his son’s trainer along
with a few others. His son was going to be a great knight when one day in a
training accident he was killed. He now has no one to take care of the estates
and no heir. So as not to let the family fortune and land that’s been in his
family for centuries he needed to find an heir. Well to make a very long story
short that heir if everything works out would be me. I was shocked nothing like
this ever happened to normal people, only in fairy tales.

So
from that day forwards I was trained in the art of being a proper knight, not
only with the sword but the pen and tongue as well. At the age of 18 a tragic
event became me and my new found family. A band of bandits came to our house
and started to raze it. Acting quickly I throw on my training leather and long
sword and bow. By the time I got out of the now burned away manor they were
gone and they left with them my foster father lying on the ground. I quickly
ran to him taking his hand in mine. I felt something wet on my face but I
didn’t reach up to swipe it away. Looking at me with piercing gray eyes and
started to cough up blood. He said to me I need to find Ragnorak Torrinand and
his brother, he will take me into care until my training is complete and with
that he died. After burying my father and getting the small belongings that I owned
I began my trek to find this mysterious Ragnorak Torrin who would take me into
his care and continue my training.

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: I get up from the
bench where I was enjoying the warmth of today’s sun. The streets aren’t very
crowded this time of day and it seemed peculiar for this man to be out at this
time. I stretch my legs in preparation for anything that might come and begin to
trail the man. On the way past the guards I take one by the shoulder and force
him to walk with me. “Now listen to me, there’s a man here, and he’s looking
really suspicious.”  The guard looks at
me and agrees “what should we do” I tell him “I suggest you try to cut ahead to
warn the keeps guards” The guard nods to me and cuts right where there is a
shortcut to the gates so he can cut ahead. I trail him till he is at the castle
gates. The guard had done his job well and there was a full team to meet the
anonymous man. He stops just out of bowshot and waits for the guards to hail
him. The guard I pulled aside steps forwards and asks “what business do you
have here peasant, now be off with ya” the strange man doesn’t move but simply
offers himself up to the guards. Immediately this arouses my curiosity and move
over to help the guards. I ask if I can watch the man in case something wrong
but in the back of my head I know that this is either a very clever assassin or
a fool. They give me permission and lead me to where the man will be kept. On
the way in I catch a quick glimpse of his face and notice a piece of gangrene flesh
and part of his bare bone, and quickly as it was there it was gone. As we
entered the shadow of the keep I know right away I had probably gotten myself
involved in something much larger then myself and that I probably shouldn’t be
here.





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 armor and an
iron long sword, how do you react?



Answer: Not doubting my
years of experience and expertise with a blade I step into the bright sunlight
to confront the bandits. Sensing my presence they both turn around to confront
the possibly new threat. I ask them what seems to be the trouble. Without
answering they both look at each other than at me and charge swords flashing in
the sunlight. The first one throws a dagger which I quickly swipe aside with my
blade. By the time I brought my blade to bare the two were already upon me. Whipping
my blade forward I meet the first frenzied but unskilled attacks with some
well-placed parries and blocks. Having them off balance I begin to push towards
the first man. The first I dispatch quickly with a few short thrusts, he went
down with relative ease. While concentrating on the first man the second
managed to jump me from behind. We both end up on the ground him on top my
sword gone from the struggle. He looks me in the eyes and asks “Any last
words?” Seeing no way out of this one I close my eyes and wait for the end.
Suddenly I feel his weight pulled off me, I open my eyes to the old man forcing
his sword through the bandits guts. After cleaning his blade on the bandits
cloak he walks over to me helps me to my feet and says to me “you still got a
lot to learn kid.”


 

3. You are standing within the mighty human capital when you notice a
small man standing behind a colorful 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: Immediately the long
sword grabs my eye. I ask permission to test its weight. Given permission I
grab it and heft it off the wooden stall. I give it a few swings to test its
balance and weight. The length fits my build perfectly and the make is of
exceptional quality clearly from a master smith. I must have this sword; it
would be a lovely addition to my arsenal. I examine the hardened iron for
imperfections or cracks. Deep in the many folds of expertly crafted iron where
the smith had molded it I can tell its strength and workmanship was beyond
comparison to anything I had ever seen before. I look at the man tell him “You
do realize how beautiful a sword you have here right?” he nods and says “It is
indeed what’s your offer?”  “how does
2 iron bars sound” The vender looks at me with narrowed eyes “what are you trying to
do here don’t lowball me” I roll my eyes and say “Double what you got it for
then” the vendor agrees and we both walk away happy, him not knowing the
better.

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