[Denied]Dwarf Application

[qwertyhim513 1]

Out-Of-Character Information



Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and



ensure the essential details are accurate.





Minecraft Account Name:pearsonflynn



How old are you?: 14



Time-Zone:Eastern Time



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



What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: I have no experience of



role-playing before.



How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: I watched a youtuber play



it.





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

 

http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/89469-dwarf-application/

 

http://www.lordofthe...on/#entry784725

 

 

 

http://www.lordofthe...rf-application/

 

 

 

http://www.lordofthe...rf-application/

 

 

 

http://www.lordofthe...cation-3rd-try/

 

 

 

Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do





so (link above):no





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: Role-playng isplaying a role or topic in a game. For example, a



haughty noble would be scornful to those below him. You basically live the life



of another person.









Meta-gaming: Using unauthorized information not provided by the server. For



example, if a server says you can only kill using an axe, using a sword because



of its advantage would be meta-gaming









Power-emoting:  Saying something that



doesn’t allow anyone else to have any imput. An example is if I say that “I



have killed a noobtoober, then I steal his money.” It basically restricts



anyone else from implementing their imagination.









In-Character Information:







Complete the following biography on your character:





Full Name: Pearson





Current Age:20





Sub-race (if any):none





Clan (if any):none





Past / History (include



childhood, major-events, etc. 2+ paragraphs long):

 

 

 

 I first came to this world
living in little more thana boxful of hay. My mother’s and my father’s name
were Lyra and Dangoff. We were born in the streets, living off the crumbs off
the tables of the nobles. Though, we were poor, we happy. We dined on rats if
we were fast enough to catch them. We never begged for supplies though, we
always managed to get just enough nutrition to live on. This would be the way I
would live until I found an adventurer’s sword.

 

 

 

Ahh, I remember that day, I barely
had a beard. I was off during random errands for a  wealthy dwarf. Suddenly, while I was
transporting some goods into a caravan, something stood out to me. It was a
tiny flat piece of metal that was sticking out of one of the many chests I had
to transport. I could not resist inspecting the whole thing. It turned out to
be a simple iron sword, with a stone handle. Yet, there was some elegance to
it. Something about it screamed that I was destined to use it. I questioned the
merchant I was during the errands for. He looked me in the eye closely. I
remembered gulping with fear.

 

Then as if nowhere, he laughed. “You
got the eyes of an adventurer son” He told me. I pondered about what he said.
He then gave me the sword free of charge as payment for me working for him. I
was astonished. Never before has my family obtained such wealth. We have mainly
wooden items and a few stone furniture. However, we never had a piece of metal.
This sword’s blade of metal was sure to shock my parents.  However, when I questioned the dwarf’s sanity,
he vanished.

 

I went home that evening with a
huge grin on my face. However, when my family saw what I had brought to them, my
parrents tensed. I was too ecstatic of bringing home such a treasure to noticed
it. I then rambled on about how the dwarf mentioned I was born to be an
adventurer. My father then promptly put a hand on my shoulders and asked hoarsely,
“Can you describe this dwarf?” My father winced once I told him about a dwarf
with wealthy clothes and his sudden vanishment. He then sighed and said, “Son,
I’m afraid ye is an adventurer.” My mother shed tears that night.

 

I remembered that night as I was
sleeping, my parents were cooking. That was unusual, for they were often too
tired to cook. When I woke up the next day, my mother gave me several loafs of
bread and three apples. This was the bounty of all the work my parents had
done. I was shocked. My father then presented me a small supply of stone tools
that I have never had seen before. These were obviously unused for they shone
with a dull glow. These items were obviously incredibly precious for even I
have never seen so much.  I questioned
them about this and my father said, ”It’s time for you to make a mark in this
world son.” My mother just wept.

 

I was too confused. This was too
sudden. For goodness sakes I was just 18 years of age. However, my father
answered it with our family’s saying. “Young ones come forth ye, when thee is
called upon by thy oracle.” I questioned it, my father then told me that the
dwarf who gave me the sword was an oracle. My mother gave me a few advices
while shedding silent tears. With my family bravely waving me onwards,  I left that day eager to bring honor to my
family.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ambitions for the Future:





Pearson desires to become a wealthy dwarf and to explore forgotten ruins.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Personality: Pearson is usually a
somewhat affable dwarf.



Yet, when he is struck with the memories of his parents, he becomes solitary



and filled with rage.









Skills: Pearson is skilled in combat and a somewhat good archer. He is adept at



picking locks and pickpocketing. Though he is yet to know this, but he has the



potential to be a great brewer.









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



skin):http://www.minecraft.../dwarf-warrior/









Any other details you wish to share about your character: He likes to





explore and discover new things.















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: I felt the allure of the diamonds. However, I knew many of the bedtime



stories told about the downfall of greedy dwarves. Yet, I felt that the



diamonds were meant for me. I quickly gathered my senses and looked around.

 

 

 

I then took out a piece of rope
and a wooden log. I then



took hours chipping away at the wood until it was in an ideal shape. I then



tied the rope around the wood. Eventually the chiseled wood and rope turned



into the shape of a grappling hook.

 

 

 

I then took it and lassoed it to
the other side. With a deep



breath, I jumped and successfully got to the other side.  Grabbing out my
pick, I then chipped at the



coveted ore. However, I was careful to bring ongly small amounts of ore with me



to prevent the rope breaking on my way back. It took twelve trips, but I



eventually gathered up all the ore. With a quick prayer to the gods, I then



marched into town, searching for a crafting table.  The next day, I strode
out of town carrying



epic diamond armor and of course my trusty diamond sword.

 

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: “This is cruel” went through my mind. I crept into a corner of my seat



and slowly drew out dual diamond swords. However, I was careful to not raise



alarm. I then pretended to be drunk and dropped my head on the table.  The
thump alerted the two shady dwarves. With



closed eyes, I prayed that they would not notice my hidden weapons. With a



grunt, the two dwarves continued toward the crying dwarf.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The two shady dwarves crept to
each side of the crying dwarf



and whispered something in his ear. I did not catch wind of what it was, but



the crying dwarve instantly tensed up.

 

 “I don’t have any more money” he cried.

 

“Well, then sell your
possessions” they responded.

 

 

 

The crying dwarf obviously had no
possessions other than the



toy hammer.  He tried to hide it from the



shady dwarves but one of them spotted it. Both of them took one of the Dwarf’s



arms and pinned him down until they could take it from in. One of them lifted



it up, pointing it towards the dim tavern light. It was of good craftsmanship



and was definitely worth its weight in gold. The two shady dwarves laughed and



then left the tavern while jeering at the now sobbing dwarf.

 

 

 

I could not take it. I drew my
swords and rested it on to



the backs of the two shady dwarves. I told them to return it, but they refused



to. I drew back my arms, ready to swipe. The two shady dwarves then look



nervous and started begging for forgiveness. They dropped it humbly by the



crying dwarf and then begged to be forgiven. I granted them a chance, after of



course I punished them. I stripped the two dwarves of their money and their



badge of office. Now, they were little more than wandering vagabonds. They



threatened to get revenge, but I never worry about words, just actions.

 

 

 

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 asked him, what was the catch.



The barkeeper claimed that it was on the house. So, not wanting to continue to



look at a gift horse in the mouth, I drank some ale with him. The ale was of



the apple variety. Once drowning a mugful, I began to feel the tingling feeling



in my head. I knew it was starting to cloud my senses. I took a glance out of



the window and saw that the sun was setting. It would be best if I find



shelter. I asked the barkeeper, “any rooms on sale.”

 

He replied in a gruff voice,
“Sorry mate, got all me rooms



filled up.”

 

I asked if there were any nearby
inns I could rest at. He



replied, “None I no of traveler, You can sleep on thee floor tonight matey.”

 

 

 

I thanked him for the generous
offer. I ordered up another



free mug of ale. While drinking this one, I complimented him for serving such a



flavorful drink. He beamed with joy and started to tell me, “it’s me old
grandmother’s



recipe. It’ll bring the shine to your hair and the iron in your bones. It is



created us….” However, I didn’t hear the rest, for his voice was the one of a



storyteller. I soon blanked out .

 

Once the rooster crowed I woke
with a stinging headache. Unused



to such mental pain, I decided to try and fall asleep again to escape the pain.



However, that soon turned up fruitless. 



A voice called out suddenly“Got a head-bonger don’t ya”  shocking me to
awakeness. The barkeeper



offered me a wet towel to help with the headache. After washing my face, I



looked outside. The weather was fine and dandy. I then left the tavern hoping



to find some adventure. However, before I left, the innkeeper gave me a cask of



his finest apple ale. He spoke with a wink, “keep this one tah give you some



good luck on ye adventure.” Unable to refuse such a jolly dwarf, I accepted and



went eastward, towards adventure and wealth.

 

d

[Lita 677]

Apologies for the confusion with your previous app, I will be informing the person who did it that they should be pointing out every error in an application when they deny it rather than just VA errors.

1. Your definitions need work. Primarily with metagaming, as this is only moderately correct.
2. You are required to post on the MC forums.
3. You should be including how you gained each skill that you have in your biography.
4. You cannot have skills that include villainous actions, due to the fact that this requires a villain application, which you cannot possess without a week of roleplay on the server.
5. Please fix the formatting in your application, the extra spaces and everything made it a pain to read.
6. If you could color your answers differently from your questions, that would be much easier for us.

Remember to wait 24 hours after this post is edited before reapplying, and if you have any questions or concerns, I'm always available to PM.

Edited June 9, 2013 by {Mentor} Escharian
Denied

[Lita 677]

Moved to Denied Forum