Xanivic

Yeah, I haven't encountered many Orcs lately now that I think of it. This is fortunate news though, regarding the revival of Orc roleplay, Goldrim. Good luck!

Hmm, well on my last application, I submitted it at around 3 PM on Wednesday.

MC Username: Xanivic. Rp Username (be sure to include the correct prefix, look up on info thread): So'Kothre. Character Skillset: So'Kothre is somewhat skilled with a blade as well as a bow, though he has an interest in developing wrestling/unarmed skills. Though So'Kothre has a downfall that can be easily exploited during combat, that being his delivery of moderately slow strikes, his tremendous power may compensate for that. - Swordsmanship: 50 - Archery: 30 Appearance (age, SUBRACE, gender): So'Kothre, a hulking Kha'Tigrasi male, stands at rougly 6'3 with a confident posture. His eyes are a pale green shade. A coat of dark orange fur with black and dark brown streaks beautifully cover his body. He wears a bronze necklace, gemmed with the sacred stone of Lapis Lazuli. His torso is bare, though his lower body consists of a thin silk material with a reddish tint, trimmed with a greenish teal shade, along with corresponding bracers around his forearms. His current age is 28. Personality: Though So'Kothre may appear ominous, his soul is kind for the most part; he is wary of non Kha's, displaying no kindess to those who aren't unless they display kindness to him. He values pride, honor, and respect above all else, and shares compassion and empathy for his loved ones. In times of combat, he displays aggressive and intimidating behavior towards his opponents. To those who disgrace his goddess, Metztli, he portrays disgust and anger. Please include a short bio of your character's life: So'Kothre lived a fairly adventurous childhood. Vaguely, he recalled his parents being seekers of ancient artifacts and treasures, obessively searching in all nooks and crannies. Due to this, So'Kothre developed a passion for precious gems, collecting whatever he came across when scavenging for artifacts along with his determined parents. Throughout several excavations and searches, So'Kothre discovered a copious amount of uncommon stones, varying from opal to jade. Though, on one of his journeys, he discovered a fairly strange gem. One that significantly differed from all others. Not knowing the actual name of the odd stone, So'Kothre questioned his parents about it. Unfortunately, his parents' greed overcame them as they snatched it from his hands then storing it away, leaving So'Kothre saddened and empty handed. Though So'Kothre highly respected his father, he became enraged, longing for the precious, deep-blue gem. During his years of adolesence and maturing, he became restless due to visions as he slept. Visions of an anonymous figure that had yet to be discovered. One morning, So'Kothre awoke. He suddenly noticed the leather case in which lied the gem. Blankly he glared as his vision became hazed. The anonymous figure, with fluid, gentle movements became visible. So'Kothre had entered a trance like state, then breaking the trance, suddenly gasped, inhaling deeply while clenching his fist. A smooth, though odd sensation began to develop in his hand as he opened it, revealing the gem lying within his palm."Son, I would like for you to meet a dear friend of mine!" His father shouted from the doorway. After the brief meeting between the father's friend, a Kha'Pantera and So'Kothre, he was offered, what So'Kothre initially believed, a "walk along the shore" by the father's friend. It proved to be much more than merely that. "Your father told me you were an adventurous and loyal young cub. Is that right?" Questioned the Kha'Pantera. "I... suppose," So'Kothre stated, a nervous tone in his voice as he slightly glanced down towards his legging pocket. "Hm. That is a highly valued gem, you know. Lapis Lazuli it is called," the Kha'Pantera blankly stated. "Wh-... wa-, how did you know?" So'Kothre eyes widened, appearing frightened. The Kha'Pantera ignored his question, continuing on as he discussed his past, and explained the history and significance of the Lapis Lazuli. So'Kothre's life completely altered as he walked the shoreline with the, what seemed to be, omniscient Kha'Pantera. "Child... forever keep that gem with you until you confront the Divines... for it is truly apart of your being..." The Kha'Pantera seemed to nearly whisper. So'Kothre swiftly retrieved the Lapis Lazuli from his pocket, then holding in it his palm as he observed it. "It is a part of me? I don't understand," So'Kothre lifted his head, breaking his gaze from the Lapis Lazuli as the Kha'Pantera suddenly vanished. The moon slowly began to rise. So'Kothre, confused, glanced down at the gem once more as it shimmered under the moon's dim glow revealing Metztli deep within its core. From then on, So'Kothre pursued a new life; following his creators. So'Kothre grew older, becoming a rather religious Kharajyr, as well as his father and mother. He swore to serve, and to die for his beloved Metztli and Tlatlanni. Character's ambitions: So'Kothre has various ambitions. He seeks to discover the true meaning of his purpose as well as improve his skill at blade wielding, archery, and wrestling. In his near future, he also desires to become an archaeologist of sorts, uncovering his interests and what contains the untold secrets of the ancient world. _---Situational Rp Questions---_ 1. As you travel through the Karakatuan jungle, you spot a human trespassing on your nation's lands. He approaches you, obviously distressed, and asks for any food, water, or shelter that you can provide, then tells you that he has been lost in the area for days without any proper supplies. How do you react?: "Have mercy, my friend... for I am nearly famished. My muscles have weakened and I can no longer proceed to venture without-," the ape begs, interrupted by So'Kothre, "Enough," he roars, "I do not know what you are, but you have become a nuisance-" "No, I beg you! You do not understand..." "Of course I understand! But if you continue to beg I will refuse to share my food and water with you," So'Kothre warns, speaking with a loud tone. "Fine, then... I-... may I have a bit of whatever you mangy cat creature may have?" So'Kothre forcibly sends his hand towards the ape, tightly grasping his collar. "Never... will you repeat that again, you disgraceful ape," So'Kothre growls. "Oh- okay! J-j-just let me go!" So'Kothre tosses the ape forward as the it stumbles backward, then hastily sprinting in the opposite direction of So'Kothre, fading into the dense jungle. 2. As you romp through the lands of the "apes", you come across a tavern. Inside this tavern, a Dwarf notices you and starts gawking at you, then begins to speak. "Oi! I gots a bowl of cream for you, Kitty! Ha! I'd bet you would make a nice throw rug, wouldn't ya, ya mangy furball?!" He continues act generally as racist as possible. What do you do?: Spotting a dimly lit building, So'Kothre begins to approach then proceeds inside. "Oi'! Ye' wan' a bowl o' cream, kitt'eh?! Heh'heh'heh, yer' fur would make'ah ver'eh nice rug fer' me tavern, eh?!" The ape taunts, hysterically laughing behind his counter. So'Kothre, slowly turning his gaze toward the ape, begins approaching the counter. "'Ey, don't'chyuh get near me'h, ye' mangy furball, I don't want an'eh fur on me counter! Jus' st'eh near th' back o' the tavern so I don't 'ave to see yer' ugl'eh face." So'Kothre proceeds to sit in a wooden chair as it creaks, then slams his fist down onto the counter as two steins of ale spill, flooding the counter, then roars, "Fetch me that cream!" "'Hoh, all right, heh'he'ahahaha." The ape scurried towards a room opposite the counter, then rushed back to the counter, placing a bowl of a lumpy, yellowish substance. "Drink 'et up, kitt'eh!" The ape shouts. So'Kothre swiftly lifts the bowl, then chucks it towards the ape, making contact with the face as the substance contacts, covering his face in the disgusting ooze. "Do make sure to tell me how it tastes, stout one." So'Kothre snickers as he leaves the inn. "I swear to 'et, I'll skin ye' alive fer' this!" 3. One of your fellow Kharajyr and a close friend of yours comes to your dwelling in the middle of the night and begins to pound on your door. After you let him in, he confesses to killing another Kharajyr over a slice of cake. What do you do in response? "You are going to murder one of our own kind for a cake? Rather ridiculous. And you will face many consequences," So'Korthe says. "It will be well worth it, my friend... please, it will be very rewarding. And it isn't just 'a cake', it is massive!" "I'm not engaging into this ridiculousness... I only eat cake during festivals, it would not be moral to steal one." So'Kothre says, shaking his head. "Suit yourself, brother..." The two fellow Kharajyr proceed to attempt to murder their victim in a house adjacent to So'Kothre's, then retrieving the cake as they begin to knock on So'Kothre's door once more. Opening the door, So'Kothre winces, "You literally murdered one of our kind for... a cake..." "There they are! Those are the murderers," exclaims a Kharajyr woman to a guard, standing outside of her home. "You dishonorable pests!" The guard shouts, charging towards the two Kharajyr standing at So'Kothre's doorstep. They then sprint into the distance as their fur glimmers under the moons glow, highly noticable. They're then pursued by several other guards. "... Can't say I didn't warn them." Do you swear to follow the Tlatlanni and uphold his law, and do you swear to hold Metztli and all of her actions as sacred? "I, So'Kothre, swear to follow the Tlatlanni and uphold his law and swear to hold Metztli and as all of her actions as sacred." Please include a screenshot or 3D render of your character's skin: http://s1152.photobucket.com/albums/p492/Xanivic/?action=view&current=TIGERRRRT.png

I apologize once more for my ignorance of the lore. I will review everything, including lore and what not and redo my entire application.

I'm aware that in my biography as well as the situational RP questions, I am powergaming, though it is just for... I suppose the word, "show" would be appropriate. As I wrote, I pictured those who I attacked as simple travelers without skill in arms and what not. I do hope this won't result in a denied applicaton. I do understand that during ACTUAL RP combat, I will take several hits and may perish. Even though my character is highly skilled, I would not powergame, as it is very unfair. MC Username: Xanivic. RP Username (be sure to include the correct prefix, look up on info thread): Dhar'Xaniviir. Character Skillset: Dhar'Xaniviir is very skilled in terms of axe wielding as well as wrestling/unarmed combat. - Wrestling: 70. - Axe Mastery: 90. Appearance (age, SUBRACE, gender): Dhar'Xaniviir, a Kha'Pantera male, has a toned, ominous figure. He stands at rougly 6.8 ft with a confident posture. His fur is as black as night, and his eyes as white as the moon. He is currently at the age of 28. He also wears very light clothing, giving him the ability to manuever quickly. Personality: Typically compassionate and empathetic towards those who are worthy, Dhar'Xaniviir, at times, may perform devious doings due to egotistical temptations. He is fierce and intimidating in combat, utilizing his natural born skill, and his ability to roar menacingly. Please include a short bio of your character's life: Born in his homeland off the coast of north western Asulon, Dhar'Xaniviir lived a fairly content childhood in his early years of life. His father was a huntsman and his mother, a leatherworker. He and his parents lived amongst a rather wealthy, proud tribe by the name of Qanar'liir. Throughout Dhar'Xaniviir's late childhood, his tribe was pillaged by foreign peoples, "apes" as he claimed. Frightened, Dhar'Xaniviir and his parents fled, arriving at the southern coast of their homeland, preparing for a sea voyage. Days before the voyage, his elderly parents insisted that he departed without carrying the burden of having to journey with them. Though Dhar'Xaniviir, at the time, was beyond frightened to depart from his homeland, he decided to travel to lands unknown to his kind. After months of travel on the rugged seas off of the western coast of Asulon, he arrived in a swampland along with his few fellow Kha'Pantera. During the night, he fled from the camp that had been set during mid day, and journeyed off into the wilderness, experiencing unknown and mysterious foes. He thrived off of the land for many years in an isolated area, but then chose to venture off further into the great lands of Asulon. As he found himself into deep elven territory, he discovered a new race, a "non Kha'." He entered a nearby camp, cautiously approaching the strange creatures. Swiftly, he leaped behind a tree in a nearby forest, bordering the camp as one of the elves looked in Dhar'Xaniviir's general direction. "Did you see that, Zedyyl?" "No, what are you talking about exactly?" One of the elves pointed his his index finger towards Dhar'Xaniviir's general location, retrieving a large sword from his back, placing himself in a defensive position as he slowly approached the forest's edge. Dhar'Xaniviir swung around, facing the three elves, sprinting towards them at an unusual speed. "Halt!" One of the elves demanded as prepared hismself for an impact. Roaring with great vigor, Dhar'Xaniviir sent a swipe towards an unarmed elf, penetrating his leather armor, then strafed to his right as another elf attempted to jab his weapon into Dhar'Xaniviir's torso. Dhar'Xaniviir unstrapped two axes, wielding one in each hand, then swung towards the elf in a twirl like motion, leaving an untreatable gash in his neck. In order to intimidate his last foe, he roared once more, spinning the axes in his hands with ease. "I submit..." The elf said, clearly frightened. "What are you? An ape with elongated ears?" "I-... I'm an elf. The true question is... what exactly are YOU?" "I am a Kha'Pantera of the Kharajyrs." Dhar'Xaniviir pointed an axe towards the elf, "Remove your weapons, 'elf'." The elf nodded, hastily unsheathing his shortsword, tossing it aside. "Perhaps you'd like to see the rest of my kind." Dhar'Xaniviir suggests with a demanding tone. "Uh-... if you decide to free me after, of course." "Of course..." Dhar'Xaniviir slowly approached the elf, with both axes remaining wielded. The elf lunged a fist towards Dhar'Xaniviir, making contact with the right side of his face. Dhar'Xaniviir crouched just as the elf threw another punch, attempting to make contact with Dhar'Xaniviir's face once more. With haste, and ease, Dhar'Xaniviir slid his leg towards the elf's lower body, swiping him as he collapsed to the ground. He forcibly hacked downwards, penetrating the elf's chest as he let out a yelp. From this point on, he created such animosity towards these "elves", and willing to eliminate all that stand before him, though if a good reason was provided. Now, eager to begin another adventure, Dhar'Xaniviir prompts himself for what other foes he may face, and other things he may experience. Character's ambitions: Dhar'Xaniviir has many ambitions, such as discovering foreign peoples, engaging into different communities and cultures, and improving his combat skills. He also desires to involve himself into trading and becoming a merchant. _---Situational Rp Questions---_ 1. As you travel through the Karakatuan jungle, you spot a human trespassing on your nation's lands. He approaches you, obviously distressed, and asks for any food, water, or shelter that you can provide, then tells you that he has been lost in the area for days without any proper supplies. How do you react?: "Please... I beg you. I am famished, and without proper supplies. Have mercy!" The human cries. "Remain calm. I will provide you with what you need." "Oh, thank the divines. You are a kind soul." Dhar'Xaniviir braces the weakened human, leading him to a rather small camp ground. He then sets him down near the camp fire and retrieves a bucket of fish from his tent. "Do you enjoy herring?" "I am not much for... fish... but it will suffice." Dhar'Xaniviir carefully hands the smoked fish to the human as he devours it. "Perhaps you should remain at my camp here for the time being until we can both venture off elsewhere in search of a civilizations." Dhar'Xaniviir suggests. "I suppose. But my... you are an interesting creature. Do you mind telling me about your kind? I am eager to learn! You see, I am a scholar of Alr- nevermind; A human nation." "I'm afraid that word, 'human', is not known to my kind, but do continue..." 2. As you romp through the lands of the "apes", you come across a tavern. Inside this tavern, a Dwarf notices you and starts gawking at you, then begins to speak. "Oi! I gots a bowl of cream for you, Kitty! Ha! I'd bet you would make a nice throw rug, wouldn't ya, ya mangy furball?!" He continues act generally as racist as possible. What do you do?: "Oi'! Ye' 'ear meh', Kitt'eh?! I got ye' a bowl o' cream!" The dwarf chuckles as he continues, "Ge'h outta' 'ere, ye' ugl'eh creature!" Dhar'Xaniviir sighs, approaching the counter. "'Eh, I said ye' nee'ta ge'h outta' 'ere. Are ye' deaf?" Dhar'Xaniviir, towering over the dwarf behind the counter, sets himself on a chair adjacent to the dwarf. The dwarf hops over the counter with a shiv in his left hand. "Foine, then. I'll skin ye' n' use yer fur f'er a rug." Dhar'Xaniviir, unwavered, still remains in his chair, glaring at the dwarf as he lunges towards Dhar'Xaniviir. The dwarf merely slits Dhar'Xaniviir's shoulder as he swipes at the dwarf with swift, yet tremendous force, shredding the dwarf's torso. "I enjoy feasting on your kind, ape." "Oh?! W'ot?! No, no! I ain't tast'eh, I swear it!" The dwarf cries as he sprints towards the doorway, leaving the inn within a matter of seconds. Dhar'Xaniviir swiftly drops onto all fours and proceeds toward the doorway, sprinting in the general direction of the dwarf. "No! Leave me'h alone! I'm sorr'eh lad, spare me life!" Dhar'Xaniviir leaps forth, grappling onto the dwarf as he unsheaths two iron axes, driving them one into the the skull, and one into the chest. "Good riddance." Dhar'Xaniviir says, a smirk slithering across his face. 3. One of your fellow Kharajyr and a close friend of yours comes to your dwelling in the middle of the night and begins to pound on your door. After you let him in, he confesses to killing another Kharajyr over a slice of cake. What do you do in response? "You're intentions are to murder in order to obtain a... treat?" Dhar'Xaniviir says with a questioning tone. "Yes, yes! Kor'Ilo says he has tasted one of these treats before, he claims they are delicious," one of the Kharajyr says with lustful eyes. "I am not going to participate in such ridiculousness." "All right. Suit yourself, brother. You watch - we'll obtain that treat, and you will envy us, begging for a portion of it." "I can assure you.. I won't." The other Kharajyr proceeds out of the doorway, and begins to approach the cake, while another proceeds to murder the "victim". Little did the foolish Kharajyr know, they committed an attempted murder against Rhak'Laa, a highly trained warrior. "You thieves! Witness my wrath!" Rhak'laa roars. Sounds of hisses and high pitched shrieks sound throughout the village as Dhar'Xaniviir begins laughing hysterically. Do you swear to follow the Tlatlanni and uphold his law, and do you swear to hold Metztli and all of her actions as sacred? "I, Dhar'Xaniviir, swear to hold Metztli and all of her actions as sacred." Please include a screenshot or 3D render of your character's skin: http://s1152.photobucket.com/profile/Xanivic

"Finally.. the uniforms are complete," he says as he sighs in relief. "Enjoy, friends." Finished uniforms.

Don't be so arrogant. Your boastful words, ".. infamous Keepers..", ".. foolish bandits..", will get you no where. Don't underestimate us.

Out-of-Character: Minecraft Account Name: Xanivic. How old are you?: 15. Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Florida, U.S. Do you have a good grip on the English language/Good grammar?: Yes. Small 2-3 sentence description of yourself: I am quite creative and enjoy video games on all consoles. I would consider myself quite intelligent and mature. How much time could you be on the server weekly?: I could be on for a countless amount of time. I always play Minecraft in my leisure time. How long have you played Minecraft?: For about a month or two. What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I define roleplaying as the modification of a person's behavior to accord to a desired personal image. I believe that roleplaying releases your creativity and imagination. I've been roleplaying on and off for about a year or so. I did a variety of roleplaying, but mostly medieval/fantasy. What do you expect this server will be like?: I expect it to be a fun, great experience. What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I've played on Legendarycraft, MMOminecraft, and Tanelorn. I left Legendarycraft due to how laggy it is. I still play on MMOminecraft at times. I left Tanelorn due to how immature a lot of players were on that server. Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: Yes, I have. I think the lore is absolutely amazing. Name the four races on this server: Humans, Elves, Dwarves, and Orcs. How did you hear about us?: I was on Youtube, on the Yogscast's channel and saw that they favorited the trailer for this server. (Awesome trailer.) Did you vote?: Yes. What was your favorite Law?: 'No destroying of the world's landscape.' Keep the land natural and untamed. What was your least favorite Law?: I believe that all of the laws are fair. What is your 'The Lord Of The Craft' forum account name?: Xanivic. In-Character: Character Name: Nesic. What is your race?: Orc. Lordofthecraft.net/forum account: Xanivic. Character biography: At the age of 2 months I was left in a small hut-like house near the kingdom of Kragrum. A few days after of me being abandoned, a wandering stranger claimed me as her own and named me Nesic. At the age of 10, I was sent off to an Elf family that was heavily involved in combat and labor. I had no other choice than to work. I always refused to fight for an unknown reason. Eventually, I decided I must learn to fend for myself and use force when necessary. The older I became, the more intelligence and combat skills I obtained. By the time I reached 17, the father of the family wanted me to leave due to his hatred for Orcs. It wasn't until then that I figured out that his siblings were taken into slavery by Orc slavers. How did he hold it in for such a long time? He believed that I would become a cruel, savage Orc. Without hesitation, I left in search of my parents. My longing for my parents eventually died. I have managed to survive by myself, seeking a new life. One that is worth living for once. Character Age: 29. Character Appearance: I wear a leather suit of armor. My hair is long and is a light blonde color. My eyes are have a slight greyish tint. Two small horns protrude from my forehead. Character Personality: Occasionally I can become aggressive, depending on the situation (Usually in times of combat). Usually I keep to myself. Your ambitions: I wish to achieve better combat skills. Can your character read or write?: Yes. Can your character mine?: Yes. Are you a capable builder?: Yes. Can you wield a sword?: Yes. Do you enjoy farming?: No. Does your character have any special skills?: I am talented in manipulation of the mind. For physical skills, I am talented in light weapons and bows. Picture of Character Skin:Skin of Nesic.

Out-of-Character: Minecraft Account Name: Xanivic. How old are you?: 15. Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Florida, U.S. Do you have a good grip on the English language/Good grammar?: Yes. Small 2-3 sentence description of yourself: I am quite creative and enjoy video games on all consoles. I would consider myself quite intelligent and mature. How much time could you be on the server weekly?: I could be on for a countless amount of time. I always play Minecraft in my leisure time. How long have you played Minecraft?: For about a month or two. What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I believe that roleplaying releases your creativity and imagination. I've been roleplaying on and off for about a year or so. I did a variety of roleplaying, but mostly medieval/fantasy. What do you expect this server will be like?: I expect it to be a fun, great experience. What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I've played on Legendarycraft, MMOminecraft, and Tanelorn. I left Legendarycraft due to how laggy it is. I still play on MMOminecraft at times. I left Tanelorn due to how immature a lot of players were on that server. Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: Yes, I have. I think the lore is absolutely amazing. Name the four races on this server: Humans, Elves, Dwarves, and Orcs. How did you hear about us?: I was on Youtube, on the Yogscast's channel and saw that they favorited the trailer for this server. (Awesome trailer.) Did you vote?: Yes. What was your favorite Law?: 'No destroying of the world's landscape.' Keep the land natural and untamed. What was your least favorite Law?: I believe that all of the laws are fair. What is your 'The Lord Of The Craft' forum account name?: Xanivic. In-Character: Character Name: Nesic. What is your race?: Orc. Lordofthecraft.net/forum account: Xanivic. Character biography: At the age of 2 months I was left in a small hut-like house near the kingdom of Kragrum. A few days after of me being abandoned, a wandering stranger claimed me as her own and named me Nesic. At the age of 10, I was sent off to an Elf family that was heavily involved in combat and labor. I had no other choice than to work. I always refused to fight for an unknown reason. Eventually, I decided I must learn to fend for myself and use force when necessary. The older I became, the more intelligence and combat skills I obtained. By the time I reached 17, the father of the family wanted me to leave due to his hatred for Orcs. It wasn't until then that I figured out that his siblings were taken into slavery by Orc slavers. How did he hold it in for such a long time? He believed that I would become a cruel, savage Orc. Without hesitation, I left in search of my parents. My longing for my parents eventually died. I have managed to survive by myself, seeking a new life. One that is worth living for once. Character Age: 29. Character Appearance: I wear a leather suit of armor. My hair is long and is a light blonde color. My eyes are have a slight greyish tint. Two small horns protrude from my forehead. Character Personality: Occasionally I can become aggressive, depending on the situation (Usually in times of combat). Usually I keep to myself. Your ambitions: My ambitions will form in the future when I'm able to experience the world of Aegis. Can your character read or write?: Yes. Can your character mine?: Yes. Are you a capable builder?: Yes. Can you wield a sword?: Yes. Do you enjoy farming?: No. Does your character have any special skills?: I am talented in manipulation of the mind. For physical skills, I am talented in light weapons and bows. Picture of Character Skin:My skin.

Out-of-Character: Minecraft Account Name: Xanivic. How old are you?: 15. Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Florida, U.S. Do you have a good grip on the English language/Good grammar?: Yes. Small 2-3 sentence description of yourself: I am quite creative and enjoy video games on all consoles. I would consider myself quite intelligent and mature. How much time could you be on the server weekly?: I could be on for a countless amount of time. I always play Minecraft in my leisure time. How long have you played Minecraft?: For about a month or two. What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I believe that roleplaying releases your creativity and imagination. I've been roleplaying on and off for about a year or so. I did a variety of roleplaying, but mostly medieval/fantasy. What do you expect this server will be like?: I expect it to be a fun, great experience. What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I've played on Legendarycraft, MMOminecraft, and Tanelorn. I left Legendarycraft due to how laggy it is. I still play on MMOminecraft at times. I left Tanelorn due to how immature a lot of players were on that server. Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: Yes, I have. I think the lore is absolutely amazing. Name the four races on this server: Humans, Elves, Dwarves, and Orcs. How did you hear about us?: I was on Youtube, on the Yogscast's channel and saw that they favorited the trailer for this server. (Awesome trailer.) Did you vote?: Yes. What was your favorite Law?: 'No destroying of the world's landscape.' Keep the land natural and untamed. What was your least favorite Law?: I believe that all of the laws are fair. What is your 'The Lord Of The Craft' forum account name?: Xanivic. In-Character: Character Name: Xanivic. What is your race?: Orc. Lordofthecraft.net/forum account: Xanivic. Character biography: At the age of 2 months I was left in a small hut-like house near the kingdom of Kragrum. A few days after of me being abandoned, a wandering stranger claimed me as her own and named me Xanivic. At the age of 10, I was sent off to an Elf family that was heavily involved in combat and labor. I had no other choice than to work. I always refused to fight for an unknown reason. Eventually, I decided I must learn to fend for myself and use force when necessary. The older I became, the more intelligence and combat skills I obtained. By the time I reached 17, the father of the family wanted me to leave due to his hatred for Orcs. It wasn't until then that I figured out that his siblings were taken into slavery by Orc slavers. How did he hold it in for such a long time? He believed that I would become a cruel, savage Orc. Without hesitation, I left in search of my parents. My longing for my parents eventually died and I have managed to survive by myself, seeking a new life. Perhaps one that involves the people I have been longing to meet: Humans and Dwarves. I'm interested in their varied cultures and ways of life. Character Age: 19. Character Appearance: I wear a leather suit of armor (Black/Brown/Beige. My hair is long and is a light blondish color. My right eye is black, and my left eye is white. Two small horns protrude from my forehead. Two, large, tusk-like teeth protrude from my lower jaw. Character Personality: Occasionally, I'm quite gauche and aggressive, depending on the situation (Usually in times of combat). For the most part, I keep to myself. I'm a thinker - I over analyze things at times. Your ambitions: I wish to attempt to befriend Dwarves and Humans and be seen as an intelligent, and skilled Orc. Can your character read or write?: I am literate although I am not totally fluent in some languages. Can your character mine?: Yes. Are you a capable builder?: Yes. Can you wield a sword?: Yes. Do you enjoy farming?: No. Does your character have any special skills?: I am talented in stealth, combat with light weapons, and archery. I also have the ability to sprint at unsually fast speeds. Picture of Character Skin: http://www.planetmin...kin/orsimerorc/ (I was unable to post the picture for some reason, but here is the link.)