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Minecraft Account Name: tl0120

How old are you?: 14

Time-Zone: eastern Standard Time

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

What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I
played on some roleplaying servers with friends in the past.

How did you hear about the Lord of the Craft: My friends
were talking about it, so I asked for a link, and came here.

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

http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/89564-tl0120s-new-applacation/
 

Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If
not, then please do so (link above): 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__3200

 

Have you read the Elven lore, and shall you ensure you make
use of it and follow it in your biography: 
Yes I have read the elven lore.

 

Definitions

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

 

Role-playing: The act of assuming roles made up, so that you
and/or others can take the lives, roles, and struggles of made up characters.

Meta-gaming: In roleplaying games, it refers to when a character
comes across an object that the player itself knows of, but the character they’re
playing as should have no knowledge of it. It also my refer to for example a
conversation that is said in whispers that is said ingame. The player shouldn’t
know what they are saying, but they can see what they type down.

Power-emoting: Also known as ‘God emoting’, Is the act of
using phrases such as John slices of David’s head. It’s not liked much in any
roleplaying community, because it forces the ability of the player whom is
being emoted on to loose freedom.

 

In-Character Information:

Complete the following biography on your character:

 

Full Name: Fark Dilii

Current Age: 308

Sub-race (if any): Wood Elf

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

Fark was raised as any other Wood elf
would be. I took his parents decades to have him. Finally, one faithful day
Fark was born. He was a shy boy when he was young. He wouldn’t play much with
the other few wood elf children his age. He would only practice archery at his parents’
home. Thus, he became a very good shot.

               

Whenever Fark did play with other children, Fark would be
teased for his brown hair. All the other wood elves would have such nice hair,
but poor Fark had short brown hair. When he came home in tears, his mother
asked him why he was so upset. Fark replied with he hated his hair, and
everyone would make fun of him. His mother told him, “The best fruit, is not
the color of the skin, but the intensity, and flavor within.”

               

When Fark was 104 years old, His
father started to become very violent. He would be found at the bar at times,
so Fark and his mother spent most of the time together.  His mother and Fark became very close. Every
night before he went to sleep, his mom would tell him of stories, of Wood
elves, and trees.

                One night However, Fark’s father came home very drunk. Fark’s mother yelled at him
for never being home with her or his son. Fark was lying in his bed trying to
sleep over the yelling. Then suddenly all he heard was his mother screaming.
Fark jumped up, and ran to the kitchen only to see his intoxicated father
looking at the bloody dagger in his mother’s limp body.

                Fark ran out of his home screaming for help. The neighbors started to run out of
their home sto see what’s wrong.  When
they saw Fark’s father come out with a bloody dagger,  The men talked Fark’s father to the ground.

                The next day Fark’s father was sentenced to execution.  Fark was distraught at both his parents gone.  When the blade came down on Fark’s
father’s head, Fark just sat on the ground crying. As everyone in the crowed
started to head home, Fark stayed behind just watching them clean up his father’s
body. Fark soon felt a warm hand on his shoulder. It was his grandpa.

                Fark’s Grandfather took him in after the incident. On the first night at his grandpa’s
home, Fark made a promise to himself; He wanted to never let something like
this happen to anyone else. Good or bad, No child should lose both their
parents.

 

                As the years went by at his grandpa’s home, He taught him the art of Archery. He
showed Fark tricks and tips about the perspective of your target. He also made
sure Fark had a good education. He would make Fark read one book every day, or
he wouldn’t get supper. Fark’s grandpa was an old man, 1082 In fact. He was
very wise, yet strong. He taught Fark with a firm hand, yet with a soft touch.
Fark began to think of his grandpa as his father.

 

               

 

                One day, for his grandpa’s birthday, Fark wanted to catch a wild pig and cook it
for his grandfather’s dinner. Fark went into the forest around noon. He told
his grandfather he was going to fetch some wine for his birthday. Secretly
however, Fark had already got a barrel from the local tavern. As fark head into
the forest with his trusty bow, He encountered a armed skeleton! Fark’s eyes lit
up and he darted behind a tree. He was sure the skeleton didn’t see him. Trying
to think, he remembered his grandfather’s lesson on ranged combat. “Always head
for the higher ground” He would say. “It gives an advantage of being unseen and
you don’t have to worry about arrow drop as much. Fark shimmied his way up an oak,
and hid in the branches. Fark Notched his arrow on his bow, Pulled back, Fark
held his breath, He felt as if time itself slowed down.  He released the arrow and saw it fly through
the skeleton right temple.  He watched as
its lifeless body fell to the ground. Fark rushed over to the body to see as if
it was dead. He was relieved to know he wouldn’t have to shoot it again. Fark
prayed to his fore father Malin, and god for forgiveness on this poor soul. As Fark
looked up he saw a unsuspecting pig drinking from a river. He quickly notched
his bow and took an easy shoot at the back of the pig’s head. He put the pig in
his hunting sack, and dragged it back home.

                When Fark returned home, His grandfather scolded him.

“Never lie to me Fark! This is how you get killed!”

“Please forgive me grandfather.” Fark said bowing his head.

“I will but remember, the one whom lies to the rest, is the
one who will soon be laid to rest.” Fark’s Grandfather said with a sharp voice.

                They ate well that night, eating the whole pig. Fark went to sleep that night making
another promise, that he would never lie to anyone, or thing.

 

By the time Fark reached 200 years old, His grandfather became ill.

 

“Fark, I want you to know, I always thought of you as my
son.”  He said lying in his death bed.

“I will Grandfather, I always will.” Fark said with tears in
his eyes holding his hand.

“Then my most dear Fark, I wish you a good life.” His
grandpa says, drawing his last breath.

Fark began his adventure the next
day. He wanted to see the world, and meet its people, Fark wished to find not
fame, or fortune, just the wisdom and peace of the world. He also strived to
stop any evil he could.

A good hundred years later he came
across a wagon on fire. He rushed to it, only to find a large crater. He then
heard a scream. He rushed into the direction of the scream to see two skeletons
firing arrows at a man as he ran. One arrow hit him in the back of the kneecap
and he collapsed to the ground. Fark quickly climbed a tree, Looked down on the
skeletons going in for the kill, and fired two fast shots at the monsters.  He was too late however one of the monsters
already fired a arrow into the skull of the man. As the monsters collapsed Fark
rushed to the man. He lay by his side, and prayed for his soul to be blessed. He
buried the body and remembered that day forever, the day that he couldn’t save
someone, and they were lost to evil.

Fark plans to find his inner peace before
he gets old, and to vanquish evil from where ever he could reach.

 

 

 

                 

Personality: Very quiet, speaks only when needed or spoken
to,  Wise and conservative as well.

Skills: Archery, tactics, parkour, and conserving

Appearance (this must include an in-game screenshot of your
skin):

Any other details you wish to share about your character:
There is a side of him that’s joking or humorous only once and a while. He
enjoys a cup of milk, over a bottle of mead any day, fearing what happened to
his father would happen to him.

                He enjoys climbing trees and lies awake at night, thinking and wishing he had a
guild or a home. Somewhere he could call his own. Maybe even someone he could
call his own.

 

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. As you walk through the deep forests you hear the
sound of whispering and snickering. Upon inspection you realize that a group of
older elves are mocking a small elven child. How do you react?

 

Answer: I approach them as a responsible adult would.

“What’s going on?” I would ask in a stern voice.

“Nothing mister!” One of the elves would pipe up in surprise.

“We were just joking around, that’s all, I swear!” Another
older elf said in concern.

“Run off you boys.” I say as I watch them leave with their
heads down.

I kneel down to the sniffling young elf and give him some advice.
”Whatever someone says, or does, don’t ever forget that, Keep it in your heart,
use it as your motivation. Let it remain with you, and inspire you.”

“Thanks mister” The young elf says forcing a smile.

“No go run off!” I say in a joking matter.

                As I continue you on my way, I fell as if I felt a side of me I never have felt. I Begin to
think of my childhood, and am glad that I am doing what I’m doing, and don’t regret
anything I have said or done.

 

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:

 I rush to his side, retrieve his stick and
help him on his feet. I would offer him to walk him to the next town over. If
he declines I offer myself as an escort to his location. I would follow him to
the farthest lands just to make sure he is safe. If he offers any reward I
would decline it.

 

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:

 I would walk over, and look at his wares in
silence. If I see something that catches my eye, I’ll ask him how much for it.
If it’s anything I can’t afford or have I would wish him a good day and carry
on my way.

 

If I do however see something I desire, such as some more arrows or a new bow. I’ll
give him my dead price.

“I’ll give you two hundred minas for the new bow, and 10
minas for the set of arrows, take it or leave it.” Fark said staring into the merchant’s
eyes.

“How does 250 minas for the bow sound?” The merchant replied
with a smirk

“I said two hundred for the bow; I won’t go any higher than
that” I say with a straight face.

“Deal.” The merchant says with a smile.

“Here” I say dropping two hundred and ten minas in his hand.

“Have a good day sir!” The merchant says waving goodbye.

 

“Also good merchant, I suggest you head that way to the
nearest town.” I say pointing to the west.  

 

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