Knight Velocity

Out-Of-Character: -Minecraft Account Name: velocityshot51 -How old are you?: 17 -Time-Zone/Country of Residence: USA, Eastern Standard. (Can use GMT if needed) -Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Of course I do. I always talk with perfect grammar in spelling. -Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: Well, as far as Minecraft goes; I've been playing since Beta 1.2_01 I was fascinated by the simplicity of the game, and I fell in love with it. I played singleplayer for weeks, and finally got into multiplayer. I played on several servers, and it ended with me landing here. In real life, I live in New England. I go to school, I play sports, I hang out with friends. I'm a normal teenager. I like wake boarding, basketball, football, rowing, and tennis. -How much time could you be on the server weekly?: Hm, well I come home at 3. And am on the computer for at least 5 hours. So I'll take that down to 3 hours a day on Minecraft, so 21. 21 Hours, give or take a few. -How long have you played minecraft?: As stated above, since Beta 1.2_01. Seems like forever. -What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I know a lot about roleplay. Excuse me if this is advertising, it is not intended. I've played on huge roleplay servers such as Kiwike, Lands of Navia, Mel-Lenxia, and many others. Most of the servers' rules are similar, so I shouldn't have a problem following this one's. I know not to powergame or metagame. Meaning, not to force actions. i.g. "Velocityshot punches soandso in the face, and he soandso gets hurt" And metagame, using information that I know, to benefit my ingame character. Like if I hear people talking in a basement, my character can't know that information if he was walking the streets, even though I know it from chat. Roleplaying to me is like acting as a character. Like an improvised play. I can create a character, and live his life, almost like Oblivion. -What do you expect this server will be like?: A medieval server. Everyone talking like they're from that time period, and telling tales of great monsters, etc. -What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: As stated above, Lands of Navia, Nations at War, Mel-Lenxia, and another one I can't remember. I left Navia and Nations at War due to the roleplay. There wasn't that much, and the servers had little amounts of people, making it no different. They didn't create a world for me. I left Mel-Lenxia because you had to pay $10 to get in. -Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: I have read the rules, and I understand them. Took me forever to find the lore, but I found it, and read it. All is comprehended. -Name the 4 races on this server: Humans, Elves, Dwarves, and Orcs. -How did you hear about us?: My friends on teamspeak, from another server, play here. -Did you vote?: Don't know why I had to, but I did! -What was your favourite Law?: Unlawful Murder. I play on a lot of PvP servers, and not getting killed out of nowhere will be a great change. -What was your least favourite Law?: No theft. Many games like Oblivion allow theft, and hiding your chests can avoid this law. Either way, rules are rules. -What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name?: Velocityshot In-Character: -Character Name: Faron Dolgirn -What is your Race?: Dwarf -Lordofthecraft.net/forum forum account: Not quite sure. I have an account, so yes? -Biography: Faron was birthed into a wealthy family. He was born in a great temple. He remembered it very vaguely. After being born he was shipped off to live with his uncle, Gielnor. They never told young Faron about his true homeland, or that Gielnor wasn't his original father. Faron always felt like he didn't belong in the land he lives, most likely because he was originally from Aegis. He lived a fair life, good education, good childhood. His wealth provided him with the money necessary to train in many skills. Although he trained in all things, he was especially good with fighting tactics. Faron weiled a bow like an elf, he killed many animals, and provided for his tribe. His father, Gielnor, the owner of the tribe,gave Faron is trusted iron sword. When Faron was encountered with a swarm of silverfish, he lost it. He lost his only heirloom of his father. Faron felt that the only way to remember his father, was to follow in his footsteps. Faron read many books. He learned to craft many things, he studied architecture, and built beautiful buildings. He studied war tactics, and lead many victories for his tribe. Faron was very successful in his life. This came to a screeching halt, very quickly. (( How it all stopped - Faron's P.O.V.) A large creaking voice shattered through my ears, I opened my eyes and shot my sight towards the door. I was looking at an eight foot Orc, hovering over my cot. In between the Orc's legs, I could see my sword by the door. Through my readings, I remembered that taking out an opponents knee's will almost disable them completely. Before the Orc could make his first move, I slid 180 degrees, facing him. Pulled my legs back like a slingshot, and kicked with all my might at the beast's knees. Just as I expected, the Orc felt to the ground. I rolled across my soft blanket to avoid the towering body. I rolled over to my sword, equipped it, and brought the cold iron through the barbaric skull of the Orc. I swiftly put on my iron armor, and grabbed some arrows and my bow. I snuck over to my pantry, and climbed the ladder to my roof. I never expected what I saw next. The city I spent my hold life raising, was suddenly falling. I noticed that there weren't any Orcs. The city was being overran by the terrible creatures of the night. I always wondered what that Orc was doing in my room. I leaned over the edge, and wept in despair. There was nothing I could possibly do. That feeling of helplessness was my worst vulnerability. I could have fought and saved lives that night, but I couldn't. I gave up all hope. The hatch to my cabin slapped open. I spun around and drew my bow. A tall, black figure emerged. I studied the creature, I didn't know how to fight it. It was a totally new thing, in my haste, the beast sprinted and threw me back. I fell off the ledge of my cabin, and crushed against the ground. I blacked out. My head hurt, and my chest felt empty. I felt vibrations through my body. I opened me eyes, my vision blurred, and quickly focused. I sat up on what seemed like a carriage. It was drawn by 2 horses. I noticed that my chest was wrapped with bandaged, and a large red circle appeared on the bandaging. An old man was riding the horses (Old man his Faron's true father). I said, "Thank you, so much. What happened after I blacked out?" He replied "I found 'yer, I dragged 'yer to my carriage, and drove off. Thought 'yew was dead. Shame, was gonna sell your body. I said "Oh, well sorry I couldn't make you a few coins. Any idea where we're heading?" He responded "I already told yew I was gon' sell you! We're going to the land of Aegis, no choice for you" "No choice? I'll do whatever I damn well please! Take me back to my city at once!" The old man unsheathed a dagger, and pointed it at me, "We ain't going nowhere laddy! Now go sleep, we'll be there soon." I said "You want me to go to sleep, when you were going to sell me? Not to mention you just threatened to kill me!" The old dwarf flipped his knife around and grasped it at its blade, he swung it at my head. I blacked out, again. This time when I opened my eyes, I was being dragged up stairs. My head hurt even more from all the hits the stairs had given me. I remember the dwarf cutting my restraints, and walking away. I got up slowly, and looked out the arch-doorway in front of me. A giant kingdom lay before me, and I embraced it blissfully. This is where I belonged. Epilogue: Faron lost everything he owned. He still had his skills, but that as it. He mourned over his city, but eventually got over it. -Character Age: 22 -Character Appearance: Taller than normal, almost 5 and a half feet. He has dark brown here, and a long beard. He also has two braids on the sides of his beard, each braid represents a battle won. -Character Personality: He is very friendly. He is polite, and respectful. Not like normal dwarves. He comes from a different land, where dwarves aren't always hostile. Faron is very loyal to those who treat him well. He is generous as well. Though he has lots of temptation. He is greedy, and can sometimes make enemies due to his anger problems. -Your ambitions: To become a a great fighter. To have his name known through all the land. He wants to lead as well. It is in his blood. -Can your character read or write?: Yes, but not fully. He can understand reading, but he has some trouble writing. -Can your character mine?: Yes, but not for a long time. He usually doesn't get successful with his mining attempts. -Are you a capable builder?: Yes. -Can you wield a sword?: Yes. -Enjoy Farming?: No. -Does your character have any special skills?: I don't think so. He is extremely persuasive. And has a way with the ladies. And is a great fighter! -A screenshot of your skin: http://www.planetmin...drik-the-dwarf/ -Other Information: None as for now!

Look at the first one I posted, it was 6 days ago.

My hope of coming to this server are lost. Its been 5 days, and I haven't seen any attention to my application, but when the people who JUST post theirs apply, it gets accepted in 4 seconds. Really wanted to play here. . .

I tried very hard on this, I'd like SOME feedback over 5 days. . .

Out-Of-Character: -Minecraft Account Name: velocityshot51 -How old are you?: 17 -Time-Zone/Country of Residence: USA, Eastern Standard. (Can use GMT if needed) -Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Of course I do. I always talk with perfect grammar in spelling. -Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: Well, as far as Minecraft goes; I've been playing since Beta 1.2_01 I was fascinated by the simplicity of the game, and I fell in love with it. I played singleplayer for weeks, and finally got into multiplayer. I played on several servers, and it ended with me landing here. In real life, I live in New England. I go to school, I play sports, I hang out with friends. I'm a normal teenager. I like wake boarding, basketball, football, rowing, and tennis. -How much time could you be on the server weekly?: Hm, well I come home at 3. And am on the computer for at least 5 hours. So I'll take that down to 3 hours a day on Minecraft, so 21. 21 Hours, give or take a few. -How long have you played minecraft?: As stated above, since Beta 1.2_01. Seems like forever. -What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I know a lot about roleplay. Excuse me if this is advertising, it is not intended. I've played on huge roleplay servers such as Kiwike, Lands of Navia, Mel-Lenxia, and many others. Most of the servers' rules are similar, so I shouldn't have a problem following this one's. I know not to powergame or metagame. Meaning, not to force actions. i.g. "Velocityshot punches soandso in the face, and he soandso gets hurt" And metagame, using information that I know, to benefit my ingame character. Like if I hear people talking in a basement, my character can't know that information if he was walking the streets, even though I know it from chat. Roleplaying to me is like acting as a character. Like an improvised play. I can create a character, and live his life, almost like Oblivion. -What do you expect this server will be like?: A medieval server. Everyone talking like they're from that time period, and telling tales of great monsters, etc. -What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: As stated above, Lands of Navia, Nations at War, Mel-Lenxia, and another one I can't remember. I left Navia and Nations at War due to the roleplay. There wasn't that much, and the servers had little amounts of people, making it no different. They didn't create a world for me. I left Mel-Lenxia because you had to pay $10 to get in. -Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: I have read the rules, and I understand them. Took me forever to find the lore, but I found it, and read it. All is comprehended. -Name the 4 races on this server: Humans, Elves, Dwarves, and Orcs. -How did you hear about us?: My friends on teamspeak, from another server, play here. -Did you vote?: Don't know why I had to, but I did! -What was your favourite Law?: Unlawful Murder. I play on a lot of PvP servers, and not getting killed out of nowhere will be a great change. -What was your least favourite Law?: No theft. Many games like Oblivion allow theft, and hiding your chests can avoid this law. Either way, rules are rules. -What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name?: Velocityshot In-Character: -Character Name: Faron Dolgirn -What is your Race?: Dwarf -Lordofthecraft.net/forum forum account: Not quite sure. I have an account, so yes? -Biography: Faron was birthed into a wealthy family. He was born in a great temple. He remembered it very vaguely. After being born he was shipped off to live with his uncle, Gielnor. They never told young Faron about his true homeland, or that Gielnor wasn't his original father. Faron always felt like he didn't belong in the land he lives, most likely because he was originally from Aegis. He lived a fair life, good education, good childhood. His wealth provided him with the money necessary to train in many skills. Although he trained in all things, he was especially good with fighting tactics. Faron weiled a bow like an elf, he killed many animals, and provided for his tribe. His father, Gielnor, the owner of the tribe,gave Faron is trusted iron sword. When Faron was encountered with a swarm of silverfish, he lost it. He lost his only heirloom of his father. Faron felt that the only way to remember his father, was to follow in his footsteps. Faron read many books. He learned to craft many things, he studied architecture, and built beautiful buildings. He studied war tactics, and lead many victories for his tribe. Faron was very successful in his life. This came to a screeching halt, very quickly. (( How it all stopped - Faron's P.O.V.) A large creaking voice shattered through my ears, I opened my eyes and shot my sight towards the door. I was looking at an eight foot Orc, hovering over my cot. In between the Orc's legs, I could see my sword by the door. Through my readings, I remembered that taking out an opponents knee's will almost disable them completely. Before the Orc could make his first move, I slid 180 degrees, facing him. Pulled my legs back like a slingshot, and kicked with all my might at the beast's knees. Just as I expected, the Orc felt to the ground. I rolled across my soft blanket to avoid the towering body. I rolled over to my sword, equipped it, and brought the cold iron through the barbaric skull of the Orc. I swiftly put on my iron armor, and grabbed some arrows and my bow. I snuck over to my pantry, and climbed the ladder to my roof. I never expected what I saw next. The city I spent my hold life raising, was suddenly falling. I noticed that there weren't any Orcs. The city was being overran by the terrible creatures of the night. I always wondered what that Orc was doing in my room. I leaned over the edge, and wept in despair. There was nothing I could possibly do. That feeling of helplessness was my worst vulnerability. I could have fought and saved lives that night, but I couldn't. I gave up all hope. The hatch to my cabin slapped open. I spun around and drew my bow. A tall, black figure emerged. I studied the creature, I didn't know how to fight it. It was a totally new thing, in my haste, the beast sprinted and threw me back. I fell off the ledge of my cabin, and crushed against the ground. I blacked out. My head hurt, and my chest felt empty. I felt vibrations through my body. I opened me eyes, my vision blurred, and quickly focused. I sat up on what seemed like a carriage. It was drawn by 2 horses. I noticed that my chest was wrapped with bandaged, and a large red circle appeared on the bandaging. An old man was riding the horses (Old man his Faron's true father). I said, "Thank you, so much. What happened after I blacked out?" He replied "I found 'yer, I dragged 'yer to my carriage, and drove off. Thought 'yew was dead. Shame, was gonna sell your body. I said "Oh, well sorry I couldn't make you a few coins. Any idea where we're heading?" He responded "I already told yew I was gon' sell you! We're going to the land of Aegis, no choice for you" "No choice? I'll do whatever I damn well please! Take me back to my city at once!" The old man unsheathed a dagger, and pointed it at me, "We ain't going nowhere laddy! Now go sleep, we'll be there soon." I said "You want me to go to sleep, when you were going to sell me? Not to mention you just threatened to kill me!" The old dwarf flipped his knife around and grasped it at its blade, he swung it at my head. I blacked out, again. This time when I opened my eyes, I was being dragged up stairs. My head hurt even more from all the hits the stairs had given me. I remember the dwarf cutting my restraints, and walking away. I got up slowly, and looked out the arch-doorway in front of me. A giant kingdom lay before me, and I embraced it blissfully. This is where I belonged. Epilogue: Faron lost everything he owned. He still had his skills, but that as it. He mourned over his city, but eventually got over it. -Character Age: 22 -Character Appearance: Taller than normal, almost 5 and a half feet. He has dark brown here, and a long beard. He also has two braids on the sides of his beard, each braid represents a battle won. -Character Personality: He is very friendly. He is polite, and respectful. Not like normal dwarves. He comes from a different land, where dwarves aren't always hostile. Faron is very loyal to those who treat him well. He is generous as well. Though he has lots of temptation. He is greedy, and can sometimes make enemies due to his anger problems. -Your ambitions: To become a a great fighter. To have his name known through all the land. He wants to lead as well. It is in his blood. -Can your character read or write?: Yes, but not fully. He can understand reading, but he has some trouble writing. -Can your character mine?: Yes, but not for a long time. He usually doesn't get successful with his mining attempts. -Are you a capable builder?: Yes. -Can you wield a sword?: Yes. -Enjoy Farming?: No. -Does your character have any special skills?: I don't think so. He is extremely persuasive. And has a way with the ladies. And is a great fighter! -A screenshot of your skin: http://www.planetmin...drik-the-dwarf/ -Other Information: None as for now!

GoldenGFX? You've skipped me twice, and its been over 3 days. . .

Something is wrong with mine, it remains at zero views after 20 minutes? Is there anyway I can repost this? (If anyone can actually see this)

Out-Of-Character: -Minecraft Account Name: velocityshot51 -How old are you?: 17 -Time-Zone/Country of Residence: USA, Eastern Standar. (Can use GMT if needed) -Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Of course I do. I always talk with perfect grammar in spelling. -Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: Well, as far as Minecraft goes; I've been playing since Beta 1.2_01 I was fascinated by the simplicity of the game, and I fell in love with it. I played singleplayer for weeks, and finally got into multiplayer. I played on several servers, and it ended with me landing here. In real life, I live in New England. I go to school, I play sports, I hang out with friends. I'm a normal teenager. I like wake boarding, basketball, football, rowing, and tennis. -How much time could you be on the server weekly?: Hm, well I come home at 3. And am on the computer for at least 5 hours. So I'll take that down to 3 hours a day on Minecraft, so 21. 21 Hours, give or take a few. -How long have you played minecraft?: As stated above, since Beta 1.2_01. Seems like forever. -What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I know a lot about roleplay. Excuse me if this is advertising, it is not intended. I've played on huge roleplay servers such as Kiwike, Lands of Navia, Mel-Lenxia, and many others. Most of the servers' rules are similar, so I shouldn't have a problem following this one's. I know not to powergame or metagame. Meaning, not to force actions. i.g. "Velocityshot punches soandso in the face, and he soandso gets hurt" And metagame, using information that I know, to benefit my ingame character. Like if I hear people talking in a basement, my character can't know that information if he was walking the streets, even though I know it from chat. Roleplaying to me is like acting as a character. Like an improvised play. I can create a character, and live his life, almost like Oblivion. -What do you expect this server will be like?: A medieval server. Everyone talking like they're from that time period, and telling tales of great monsters, etc. -What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: As stated above, Lands of Navia, Nations at War, Mel-Lenxia, and another one I can't remember. I left Navia and Nations at War due to the roleplay. There wasn't that much, and the servers had little amounts of people, making it no different. They didn't create a world for me. I left Mel-Lenxia because you had to pay $10 to get in. -Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: I have read the rules, and I understand them. Took me forever to find the lore, but I found it, and read it. All is comprehended. -Name the 4 races on this server: Humans, Elves, Dwarves, and Orcs. -How did you hear about us?: My friends on teamspeak, from another server, play here. -Did you vote?: Don't know why I had to, but I did! -What was your favourite Law?: Unlawful Murder. I play on a lot of PvP servers, and not getting killed out of nowhere will be a great change. -What was your least favourite Law?: No theft. Many games like Oblivion allow theft, and hiding your chests can avoid this law. Either way, rules are rules. -What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name?: Velocityshot In-Character: -Character Name: Faron Dolgirn -What is your Race?: Dwarf -Lordofthecraft.net/forum forum account: Not quite sure. I have an account, so yes? -Biography: Faron was birthed into a wealthy family. He was born in a great temple. He remembered it very vaguely. After being born he was shipped off to live with his uncle, Gielnor. They never told young Faron about his true homeland, or that Gielnor wasn't his original father. Faron always felt like he didn't belong in the land he lives, most likely because he was originally from Aegis. He lived a fair life, good education, good childhood. His wealth provided him with the money necessary to train in many skills. Although he trained in all things, he was especially good with fighting tactics. Faron weiled a bow like an elf, he killed many animals, and provided for his tribe. His father, Gielnor, the owner of the tribe,gave Faron is trusted iron sword. When Faron was encountered with a swarm of silverfish, he lost it. He lost his only heirloom of his father. Faron felt that the only way to remember his father, was to follow in his footsteps. Faron read many books. He learned to craft many things, he studied architecture, and built beautiful buildings. He studied war tactics, and lead many victories for his tribe. Faron was very successful in his life. This came to a screeching halt, very quickly. (( How it all stopped - Faron's P.O.V.) A large creaking voice shattered through my ears, I opened my eyes and shot my sight towards the door. I was looking at an eight foot Orc, hovering over my cot. In between the Orc's legs, I could see my sword by the door. Through my readings, I remembered that taking out an opponents knee's will almost disable them completely. Before the Orc could make his first move, I slid 180 degrees, facing him. Pulled my legs back like a slingshot, and kicked with all my might at the beast's knees. Just as I expected, the Orc felt to the ground. I rolled across my soft blanket to avoid the towering body. I rolled over to my sword, equipped it, and brought the cold iron through the barbaric skull of the Orc. I swiftly put on my iron armor, and grabbed some arrows and my bow. I snuck over to my pantry, and climbed the ladder to my roof. I never expected what I saw next. The city I spent my hold life raising, was suddenly falling. I noticed that there weren't any Orcs. The city was being overran by the terrible creatures of the night. I always wondered what that Orc was doing in my room. I leaned over the edge, and wept in despair. There was nothing I could possibly do. That feeling of helplessness was my worst vulnerability. I could have fought and saved lives that night, but I couldn't. I gave up all hope. The hatch to my cabin slapped open. I spun around and drew my bow. A tall, black figure emerged. I studied the creature, I didn't know how to fight it. It was a totally new thing, in my haste, the beast sprinted and threw me back. I fell off the ledge of my cabin, and crushed against the ground. I blacked out. My head hurt, and my chest felt empty. I felt vibrations through my body. I opened me eyes, my vision blurred, and quickly focused. I sat up on what seemed like a carriage. It was drawn by 2 horses. I noticed that my chest was wrapped with bandaged, and a large red circle appeared on the bandaging. An old man was riding the horses (Old man his Faron's true father). I said, "Thank you, so much. What happened after I blacked out?" He replied "I found 'yer, I dragged 'yer to my carriage, and drove off. Thought 'yew was dead. Shame, was gonna sell your body. I said "Oh, well sorry I couldn't make you a few coins. Any idea where we're heading?" He responded "I already told yew I was gon' sell you! We're going to the land of Aegis, no choice for you" "No choice? I'll do whatever I damn well please! Take me back to my city at once!" The old man unsheathed a dagger, and pointed it at me, "We ain't going nowhere laddy! Now go sleep, we'll be there soon." I said "You want me to go to sleep, when you were going to sell me? Not to mention you just threatened to kill me!" The old dwarf flipped his knife around and grasped it at its blade, he swung it at my head. I blacked out, again. This time when I opened my eyes, I was being dragged up stairs. My head hurt even more from all the hits the stairs had given me. I remember the dwarf cutting my restraints, and walking away. I got up slowly, and looked out the arch-doorway in front of me. A giant kingdom lay before me, and I embraced it blissfully. This is where I belonged. Epilogue: Faron lost everything he owned. He still had his skills, but that as it. He mourned over his city, but eventually got over it. -Character Age: 22 -Character Appearance: Taller than normal, almost 5 and a half feet. He has dark brown here, and a long beard. He also has two braids on the sides of his beard, each braid represents a battle won. -Character Personality: He is very friendly. He is polite, and respectful. Not like normal dwarves. He comes from a different land, where dwarves aren't always hostile. Faron is very loyal to those who treat him well. He is generous as well. Though he has lots of temptation. He is greedy, and can sometimes make enemies due to his anger problems. -Your ambitions: To become a a great fighter. To have his name known through all the land. He wants to lead as well. It is in his blood. -Can your character read or write?: Yes, but not fully. He can understand reading, but he has some trouble writing. -Can your character mine?: Yes, but not for a long time. He usually doesn't get successful with his mining attempts. -Are you a capable builder?: Yes. -Can you wield a sword?: Yes. -Enjoy Farming?: No. -Does your character have any special skills?: I don't think so. He is extremely persuasive. And has a way with the ladies. And is a great fighter! -A screenshot of your skin: http://www.planetmin...drik-the-dwarf/ -Other Information: None as for now!

Well, its been three days. Sorry for "bumping", or whatever. I thought I could bring it up after 3 days! Sorry if I'm violating rules.

Oh - and sorry about the whole "Knight Velocity" thing. I'll change that if I get accepted. . .

Out-Of-Character: -Minecraft Account Name: velocityshot51 -How old are you?: 17 -Time-Zone/Country of Residence: USA, Eastern Standar. (Can use GMT if needed) -Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Of course I do. I always talk with perfect grammar in spelling. -Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: Well, as far as Minecraft goes; I've been playing since Beta 1.2_01 I was fascinated by the simplicity of the game, and I fell in love with it. I played singleplayer for weeks, and finally got into multiplayer. I played on several servers, and it ended with me landing here. In real life, I live in New England. I go to school, I play sports, I hang out with friends. I'm a normal teenager. I like wake boarding, basketball, football, rowing, and tennis. -How much time could you be on the server weekly?: Hm, well I come home at 3. And am on the computer for at least 5 hours. So I'll take that down to 3 hours a day on Minecraft, so 21. 21 Hours, give or take a few. -How long have you played minecraft?: As stated above, since Beta 1.2_01. Seems like forever. -What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: I know a lot about roleplay. Excuse me if this is advertising, it is not intended. I've played on huge roleplay servers such as Kiwike, Lands of Navia, Mel-Lenxia, and many others. Most of the servers' rules are similar, so I shouldn't have a problem following this one's. I know not to powergame or metagame. Meaning, not to force actions, i.g. "Velocityshot punches soandso in the face, and he soandso gets hurt" And metagame, using information that I know, to benefit my ingame character. Like if I hear people talking in a basement, my character can't know that information if he was walking the streets, even though I know it from chat. -What do you expect this server will be like?: A medieval server. Everyone talking like they're from that time period, and telling tales of great monsters, etc. -What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: As stated above, Lands of Navia, Nations at War, Mel-Lenxia, and another one I can't remember. I left Navia and Nations at War due to the roleplay. There wasn't that much, and the servers had little amounts of people, making it no different. They didn't create a world for me. I left Mel-Lenxia because you had to pay $10 to get in. -Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?: I have read the rules, and I understand them. Took me forever to find the lore, but I found it, and read it. All is comprehended. -Name the 4 races on this server: Humans, Elves, Dwarves, and Orcs. -How did you hear about us?: My friends on teamspeak, from another server, play here. -Did you vote?: Don't know why I had to, but I did! -What was your favourite Law?: Unlawful Murder. I play on a lot of PvP servers, and not getting killed out of nowhere will be a great change. -What was your least favourite Law?: No theft. Many games like Oblivion allow theft, and hiding your chests can avoid this law. Either way, rules are rules. -What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name? Velocityshot In-Character: -Character Name: Faron Dolgirn -What is your Race?: Dwarf -Lordofthecraft.net/forum forum account: Not quite sure. I have an account, so yes? -Biography: Faron was birthed into a wealthy family. He was born in a great temple. He remembered it very vaguely. After being born he was shipped off to live with his uncle, Gielnor. They never told young Faron about his true homeland, or that Gielnor wasn't his original father. Faron always felt like he didn't belong in the land he lives, most likely because he was originally from Aegis. He lived a fair life, good education, good childhood. His wealth provided him with the money necessary to train in many skills. Although he trained in all things, he was especially good with fighting tactics. Faron weiled a bow like an elf, he killed many animals, and provided for his tribe. His father, Gielnor, the owner of the tribe,gave Faron is trusted iron sword. When Faron was encountered with a swarm of silverfish, he lost it. He lost his only heirloom of his father. Faron felt that the only way to remember his father, was to follow in his footsteps. Faron read many books. He learned to craft many things, he studied architecture, and built beautiful buildings. He studied war tactics, and lead many victories for his tribe. Faron was very successful in his life. This came to a screeching halt, very quickly. (( How it all stopped - Faron's P.O.V.) A large creaking voice shattered through my ears, I opened my eyes and shot my sight towards the door. I was looking at an eight foot Orc, hovering over my cot. In between the Orc's legs, I could see my sword by the door. Through my readings, I remembered that taking out an opponents knee's will almost disable them completely. Before the Orc could make his first move, I slid 180 degrees, facing him. Pulled my legs back like a slingshot, and kicked with all my might at the beast's knees. Just as I expected, the Orc felt to the ground. I rolled across my soft blanket to avoid the towering body. I rolled over to my sword, equipped it, and brought the cold iron through the barbaric skull of the Orc. I swiftly put on my iron armor, and grabbed some arrows and my bow. I snuck over to my pantry, and climbed the ladder to my roof. I never expected what I saw next. The city I spent my hold life raising, was suddenly falling. I noticed that there weren't any Orcs. The city was being overran by the terrible creatures of the night. I always wondered what that Orc was doing in my room. I leaned over the edge, and wept in despair. There was nothing I could possibly do. That feeling of helplessness was my worst vulnerability. I could have fought and saved lives that night, but I couldn't. I gave up all hope. The hatch to my cabin slapped open. I spun around and drew my bow. A tall, black figure emerged. I studied the creature, I didn't know how to fight it. It was a totally new thing, in my haste, the beast sprinted and threw me back. I fell off the ledge of my cabin, and crushed against the ground. I blacked out. My head hurt, and my chest felt empty. I felt vibrations through my body. I opened me eyes, my vision blurred, and quickly focused. I sat up on what seemed like a carriage. It was drawn by 2 horses. I noticed that my chest was wrapped with bandaged, and a large red circle appeared on the bandaging. An old man was riding the horses (Old man his Faron's true father). I said, "Thank you, so much. What happened after I blacked out?" He replied "I found 'yer, I dragged 'yer to my carriage, and drove off. Thought 'yew was dead. Shame, was gonna sell your body. I said "Oh, well sorry I couldn't make you a few coins. Any idea where we're heading?" He responded "I already told yew I was gon' sell you! We're going to the land of Aegis, no choice for you" "No choice? I'll do whatever I damn well please! Take me back to my city at once!" The old man unsheathed a dagger, and pointed it at me, "We ain't going nowhere laddy! Now go sleep, we'll be there soon." I said "You want me to go to sleep, when you were going to sell me? Not to mention you just threatened to kill me!" The old dwarf flipped his knife around and grasped it at its blade, he swung it at my head. I blacked out, again. This time when I opened my eyes, I was being dragged up stairs. My head hurt even more from all the hits the stairs had given me. I remember the dwarf cutting my restraints, and walking away. I got up slowly, and looked out the arch-doorway in front of me. A giant kingdom lay before me, and I embraced it blissfully. This is where I belonged. Epilogue: Faron lost everything he owned. He still had his skills, but that as it. He mourned over his city, but eventually got over it. -Character Age: 22 -Character Appearance: Taller than normal, almost 5 and a half feet. He has dark brown here, and a long beard. He also has two braids on the sides of his beard, each braid represents a battle won. -Character Personality: He is very friendly. He is polite, and respectful. Not like normal dwarves. He comes from a different land, where dwarves aren't always hostile. Faron is very loyal to those who treat him well. He is generous as well. Though he has lots of temptation. He is greedy, and can sometimes make enemies due to his anger problems. -Your ambitions: To become a a great fighter. To have his name known through all the land. He wants to lead as well. It is in his blood. -Can your character read or write?: Yes, but not fully. He can understand reading, but he has some trouble writing. -Can your character mine?: Yes, but not for a long time. He usually doesn't get successful with his mining attempts. -Are you a capable builder? Yes. -Can you wield a sword?: Yes. -Enjoy Farming?: No. -Does your character have any special skills?: I don't think so. He is extremely persuasive. And has a way with the ladies. -A screenshot of your skin: http://www.planetminecraft.com/skin/fredrik-the-dwarf/ -Other Information: None as for now.