hughlorin

MC name: hughlorin RP name: Shamus Rank in the Peacekeepers: In training How long have you been in the Peacekeepers?: As of today, I have been trained. Weapons Skills: A master in archery (lvl. 99)

Out-Of-Character: -Minecraft Account Name: hughlorin -How old are you?: I am 16 years old. -Time-Zone/Country of Residence: PST/USA -Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes. I've spoken it my whole life, and understand how to use it correctly. -Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I live in the United States and am a sophomore in high school. I love the game of minecraft, and also love roleplay, so when I heard about this server I knew it would be a great time and wanted to apply immediately. Although school and sports do take up a lot of time, I manage to play at least 10-12 hours of minecraft a week. -How much time could you be on the server weekly?: I could probably play a good 10-16 hours a week. -How long have you played minecraft?: I've played since alpha started, so I've been with it quite awhile. -What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I've played Dungeons and Dragons quite a bit. Roleplaying is pretending to be a character, and staying in that character for as long as you are in the game, making decisions as if you were actually in the same situation as your character. -What do you expect this server will be like?: I expect it to be a fun experience and a good adventure in roleplaying. -What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I played on VanillaCraft for awhile, but I left because the server lacked a good community, and was extremely unorganized. In essence, the server became a mess. -Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: Yes, and yes. -Name the 4 races on this server. Human, Elf, Dwarf, and Orc. -How did you hear about us?: My best friend applied for your server and said it was very fun, and that I should give it a try. -Did you vote?: Yes. -What was your favourite Law?: No greifing. -What was your least favourite Law?: Graffiti and vandalism, because I believe that as long as its not just greifing and is actually related to the game, it goes along with roleplaying. -What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name? hughlorin In-Character: -Character Name: Shamus. -What is your Race?: I am a human. -Lordofthecraft.net/forum forum account: hughlorin -Biography: Screams of terror rose from all around. Shamus, only 13 at the time, looked out from under his bed in panic. A band of orcs had attacked his small farming village and were now killing and torturing innocent civilians. Confused and scared, Shamus shut his eyes in horror. He heard heavy footsteps throughout his house. Suddenly, a loud shriek rang out. The orcs had found his mother and father. Shamus covered his ears, but nothing could block out the terrible sounds he knew were coming from his parents being killed. He only prayed that they didn't find his beloved sister, Sariah. The footsteps soon grew louder, and the door to his room fell to the ground with a great thud. He held his breath and closed his eyes, desperately hoping they didn't find him or check the closet where his sister hid. The orcs stopped, and Shamus heard one say something to the other. They both headed over to the closet and ripped off the door, revealing his sister. One orc picked her up as she screamed, and the two pushed her around. Shamus watched as his sister, helpless under the might of the two beasts, was dragged away, most likely to become a slave for their race if she wasn't sacrificed. After the orcs left, Shamus waited until he knew the coast was clear. He looked around his village. Bodies lay everywhere, houses were burnt down and smoldering all around him. He couldn't help but break down sobbing at the scene. The small village he once loved was no more. Checking the rubble for any useful supplies, Shamus scavenged up all he could before setting out to start a new life. He grabbed his father's special hunting bow and a quiver full of arrows, along with some bread and pork chops he found in the wreckage. With no where to turn and no one to help him, he set off west and hoped to start a new life. He walked over a great hill, and looked back at his once thriving village. With fire in his eyes and vengeance in his heart, Shamus promised to redeem his family and his village. Over the next few years, Shamus did anything he could to get by. Sometimes this meant working odd jobs in a small town or city, staying at inns, and settling for a few months at a time. Other times, this meant living in the forest, being self reliant and living off the land and whatever food came his way. During this time, Shamus trained with his only friend: his trusty bow. He soon became a master with it, and considered it an extension of himself. After all, he needed to be the best in order to take down orcs that came his way. In one small town where he stayed, he over heard talk about the king's royal archers in a pub. Eavesdropping, Shamus intently listened to their conversation. This could be the chance he was looking for, a chance to protect his people and slay the orc race. He set off, determined to become a royal archer. Thus began Shamus' quest, to rise to the tops of the ranks and become a leader of the royal archers, and to ultimently redeem his village's death. -Character Age: 19 -Character Appearance: I stand around 6' 2" tall and am very lean. I have a shadowy, but not unfriendly, appearance. My facial features are sharp, and give off the sense that I mean business. -Character Personality: I'm rather quiet and I keep to myself, but my social skills don't lack by any means. I am quick witted and intelligent but only speak when the need arises. I enjoy my alone time and will spend days on end away from home just hunting and surviving in the forest by myself. I do, however, also like to be in the city, surrounded by people. It all depends on my mood. -Your ambitions: I hope to refine my skills in archery and one day become a royal archer and protect my city, and eliminate the Orc race. -Can your character read or write?: A little bit. Nothing like the nobles and higher class people, but I know enough to get by. -Can your character mine?: No, mining is a challenge for me. -Are you a capable builder? Somewhat, I can build a sturdy shack. That's about it, however. -Can you wield a sword?: Yes, but I much prefer my bow. -Enjoy Farming?: I'll do it to put bread on the table and make some quick money, but I'd rather not waste my time with farming when I could be hunting. -Does your character have any special skills?:] Yes, I am quite handy with a bow. I'm a natural born archer. -A screenshot of your skin: http://imageshack.us/f/84/myskinc.png/

Out-Of-Character: -Minecraft Account Name: hughlorin -How old are you?: I am 16 years old. -Time-Zone/Country of Residence: PST/USA -Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes. I've spoken it my whole life, and understand how to use it correctly. -Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I live in the United States and am a sophomore in high school. I love the game of minecraft, and also love roleplay, so when I heard about this server I knew it would be a great time and wanted to apply immediately. Although school and sports do take up a lot of time, I manage to play at least 10-12 hours of minecraft a week. -How much time could you be on the server weekly?: I could probably play a good 10-16 hours a week. -How long have you played minecraft?: I've played since alpha started, so I've been with it quite awhile. -What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I've played Dungeons and Dragons quite a bit. Roleplaying is pretending to be a character, and staying in that character for as long as you are in the game, making decisions as if you were actually in the same situation as your character. -What do you expect this server will be like?: I expect it to be a fun experience and a good adventure in roleplaying. -What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I played on VanillaCraft for awhile, but I left because the server lacked a good community, and was extremely unorganized. In essence, the server became a mess. -Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: Yes, and yes. -Name the 4 races on this server. Human, Elf, Dwarf, and Orc. -How did you hear about us?: My best friend applied for your server and said it was very fun, and that I should give it a try. -Did you vote?: Yes. -What was your favourite Law?: No greifing. -What was your least favourite Law?: Graffiti and vandalism, because I believe that as long as its not just greifing and is actually related to the game, it goes along with roleplaying. -What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name? hughlorin In-Character: -Character Name: Shamus. -What is your Race?: I am a human. -Lordofthecraft.net/forum forum account: hughlorin -Biography: Screams of terror rose from all around. Shamus, only 13 at the time, looked out from under his bed in panic. A band of orcs had attacked his small farming village and were now killing and torturing innocent civilians. Confused and scared, Shamus shut his eyes in horror. He heard heavy footsteps throughout his house. Suddenly, a loud shriek rang out. The orcs had found his mother and father. Shamus covered his ears, but nothing could block out the terrible sounds he knew were coming from his parents being killed. He only prayed that they didn't find his beloved sister, Sariah. The footsteps soon grew louder, and the door to his room fell to the ground with a great thud. He held his breath and closed his eyes, desperately hoping they didn't find him or check the closet where his sister hid. The orcs stopped, and Shamus heard one say something to the other. They both headed over to the closet and ripped off the door, revealing his sister. One orc picked her up as she screamed, and the two pushed her around. Shamus watched as his sister, helpless under the might of the two beasts, was dragged away, most likely to become a slave for their race if she wasn't sacrificed. After the orcs left, Shamus waited until he knew the coast was clear. He looked around his village. Bodies lay everywhere, houses were burnt down and smoldering all around him. He couldn't help but break down sobbing at the scene. The small village he once loved was no more. Checking the rubble for any useful supplies, Shamus scavenged up all he could before setting out to start a new life. He grabbed his father's special hunting bow and a quiver full of arrows, along with some bread and pork chops he found in the wreckage. With no where to turn and no one to help him, he set off west and hoped to start a new life. He walked over a great hill, and looked back at his once thriving village. With fire in his eyes and vengeance in his heart, Shamus promised to redeem his family and his village. Over the next few years, Shamus did anything he could to get by. Sometimes this meant working odd jobs in a small town or city, staying at inns, and settling for a few months at a time. Other times, this meant living in the forest, being self reliant and living off the land and whatever food came his way. During this time, Shamus trained with his only friend: his trusty bow. He soon became a master with it, and considered it an extension of himself. After all, he needed to be the best in order to take down orcs that came his way. In one small town where he stayed, he over heard talk about the king's royal archers in a pub. Eavesdropping, Shamus intently listened to their conversation. This could be the chance he was looking for, a chance to protect his people and slay the orc race. He set off, determined to become a royal archer. Thus began Shamus' quest, to rise to the tops of the ranks and become a leader of the royal archers, and to ultimently redeem his village's death. -Character Age: 19 -Character Appearance: I stand around 6' 2" tall and am very lean. I have a -Character Personality: I'm rather quiet and I keep to myself, but my social skills don't lack by any means. I am quick witted and intelligent but only speak when the need arises. I enjoy my alone time and will spend days on end away from home just hunting and surviving in the forest by myself. -Your ambitions: I hope to refine my skills in archery and one day become a royal archer and protect my city, and eliminate the orc race. -Can your character read or write?: A little bit. Nothing like the nobles and higher class people, but I know enough to get by. -Can your character mine?: No, mining is a challenge for me. -Are you a capable builder? Somewhat, I can build a sturdy shack. That's about it, however. -Can you wield a sword?: Yes, but I much prefer my bow. -Enjoy Farming?: I'll do it to put bread on the table and make some quick money, but I'd rather not waste my time with farming when I could be hunting. -Does your character have any special skills?:] Yes, I am quite handy with a bow. I'm a natural born archer. -A screenshot of your skin: http://imageshack.us/f/84/myskinc.png/