Out-Of-Character:
-Minecraft Account Name: F6776- (Yes I know it looks like a bunch of numbers and letters put together but it has a long history)
-How old are you?: 16
-Time-Zone/Country of Residence: EST/GMT-5
-Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes
-Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I enjoy playing guitar. I work at an Amish Market with my brother (CloakandDagger). I have lived in Australia for half my life and have been to many countrys and been immeresed in mulitple cultures.
-How much time could you be on the server weekly?:I balance my gaming time with work school and my girlfriend so 7 hours minimum.
-How long have you played minecraft?: I have played since 1.1_02
-What do you know about roleplaying? How long have you been doing it? What kind?: Roleplaying is taking on a all inclusive role of a charecter where as what you would do in a given situation is now irrelavent and instead you would do what the charecter you are roleplaying as would do (if that makes sense). I understand the terminology (OOC, IC, etc.) including the small differences in this server.
I have been roleplaying since I was 7. My brother my best friend and I created a whole world from the world we lived in, each of us were kings of a different kingdom, we created a whole language and lore(we even went as far as to create trading cards out of paper!).
-What do you expect this server will be like?: Before my brother got accepted I wandered around as a soul amazed at the magnificent and huge kingdoms.
After my brother got accepted I watched him roleplay his character and it felt like it was no longer minecraft, but rather Lord of The Craft.
-What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I played on Godcraft, Truzzie.net(Taken out of service) Shadowville, and Shadows of Gazamo.
-Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules? What about the lore?:Yes
-Name the 4 races on this server. Humans, Elfs, Orcs, and Dwarves.
-How did you hear about us?: My Brother(CloakandDagger)
-Did you vote?: Yes
-What was your favourite Law?: No Griefing.
-What was your least favourite Law?: None I agree with them all.
-What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name? F6776
In-Character:
-Character Name: Thomas Bowman
-What is your Race?: Human
-Biography: I grew up as a street rat in the slums of Alk'hazar; I scrounged for my every meal. My Mother couldn't take the pressures of parenthood and left my father for a wandering bard. This made my father go into a drinking binge; He was never abusive though actually he never seemed to talk at all. He accepted me as his son and left it at that. It was never dull in the slums, at night you could hear the muggings taking place and during the day you were free to do whatever you wanted.
It was just after my 17th birthday my father was forgetting his life at the nearest tavern. I was with a few of my friends "celebrating" our group consisted of a halfling two humans(one of them being myself) and an elf**-when we asked why he wasn't with his tree hugging friends in the forest he just gave us a dirty look and changed the subject; eventually we all grew accustomed to him and accepted him as a friend.
We all started walking towards the market district. "Are you sure he'll be there?" asked the halfing, you could see the anticipation on his face. " He better, i didnt pay 50 minas for nothing..." We turned a corner and walked down an alley. At the end of the alley a Dwarf sat on a stool, his face was illuminated by the moon. " I didnt think you would show up" said the Dwarf. "Yes well were here now, and we didn't come for pleasantries, do you have the package or not?" "Aye, I ave it right here be patient." The Dwarf rummaged around in a box that was next to him, he pulled out a Crimson bottle. "As I promised, Dwarven Blood ale"*(so named because, making the ale is is extremely dangerous and the ingredients if not fermented correctly have been known to explode)"Seeing as this was extremely hard to obtain... I want 50 more minas, now." Thomas expected this and brought out a dagger. "I dont think you want to do that dwarf, you see its 4 against one, ive got a dagger and I hear halfings are pretty good with a rock." "Aye I suppose your right, cant blame me for trying though... heres the ale, and as one last warning ill say this, take small amounts of the ale... It has a reputation, some of dwarves have even nicknamed it the "Wrath of Iblees" Thomas took the ale in his hand, the bottle want evena foot in size yet he could feel warmth emanating from the dark liquid.
"well, bottoms up." Thomas uncorked the bottle and guzzled the bottle for a second or two. His face turned blood red and his pupils seemed non existent. "Thomas you good...?" after a few seconds of silence, "That was amazing! at first it was the most painful experience I have felt in my existence it was as if lava was inside my mouth. But then the most sweetest feeling my mouth has ever tasted." The bottle was passed around the group each one taking a draught from the bottle, by the time it was empty each member of the group had taken atleast 3-4 swigs.
"We shud go do shulff" the highly inubriated halfing said. "yaaa lats goo git tomass a burthdy prusntt" Walking over to a merchants house, I clumsily tried to open the door. "iss llockedd" Looking inside the window I saw many valuable things but the one that caught my eye was a sword. It appeared to be of Dwarven make and was incribed with runes, although things might have been a little blurry for Thomas, it was the most beautful thing he had ever seen. " I has idea!" The group talked amongst themselves and with a drunken shout they agreed upon a course of action. "Cmon guys before i chicken out" said the halfling. ***Thomas and the other human who was with them grabbed the halfling by the feet and hands. Starting with a slow sway until they built up enough momentum. "ONE...TWO...THREE...!" Thomas and the other human released the halfling and with a crash he sailed through the window. Unlocking the door stood a bloody Halfing, "Wyy habent we evar dun that beforr!!" The group proceeded to to "peruse" the merchants belongings, Thomas picked up the sword, The Halfling found a bag of coins and a small crown with the inscription "Replica number #12, King Horen's Crown" The Halfling put the crown on his head and then proclaimed himself king of the wardrobe. The elf was nowhere to be seen however Thomas and the rest of the group were to drunk to notice that he was missing.
Their merriment went all through the night...
Thomas awoke in a cell, his head felt like someone had driven a lightning bolt through his skull. A harsh voice resounded from the darkness."So your the little devil, who decided he could take whatever he wants" "whaa?" The events of last night seemed to have vanish from Thomas's mind. "Dont play stupid with me boy" The man walked into the torchlight, he was wearing iron armour and had an eye patch over his left eye. His hair was grey and the wrinkles on his face told of his old age. "You, last night; yout broke into Merchant John's Private residence and stole a very valuable sword from him, as well as costing him dearly both monetaraly and mentally." Thomas didn't remember any of this yet he accepted it as the truth as it seemed like something he might do. "Well if thats what i did...that means im in jail right?" "Yep! and im here to straighten you up. You'll be working for me now, to pay back the merchant for the amount of damage youve caused." "And if i dont want to work for you...?" "Then i'll send you to the orcs with a tatoo that says free meal." "hmm... when will i be done working for you?" "when i say so!"
(((OOC)))Since this SStory has gone on longer than I had planned im just going to briefly describe what happened next.
Thomas worked for the man for 2 years before his debt was fully paid off. The man had him doing hard manual labour. During these two years his muscle grew and even the Oren Guard began to take note of him. At the end of the two years the man bid him on his way and gave him a gift- The sword that he had "stolen from the merchant all those many years ago.
The man told him that the Oren Guard had taken note of him.(((im aware that ill need to fill out a separate app for them))) and with a word of thanks the man sent him on his way.
-Character Age: 19
-Character Appearance: Handsome, well built, blond hair, small amount of beard stubble.
-Character Personality: Hard working, sarcastic,
-Your ambitions:Join the Oren Guard, See the world, Raise a family.
-Can your character read or write?: Sparingly so
-Can your character mine?: How hard could it be... All you need is brawn, and a pick axe...
-Are you a capable builder? No
-Can you wield a sword?: I am self taught so i am not the best swordsman but i am adequate.
-Enjoy Farming?: No
-Does your character have any special skills?:] I am good at running across roofs, getting into trouble and charming the ladies ;)
-A screenshot of your skin: I was unable to post a screenshot, so i attachted the skin in a Thumbnail.
-Other Information:
Thanks for reading, especially my bio(please tell me what you think)I hope to be in the server soon!!!
People are welcome to use the Halfling and the other human as thier charecter, but please remember that you have to tell you own story and not piggy back or copy my story in any way. YOU are not allowed to use the elf in anyway whatsoever(he is already taken by CloakandDagger) Again thanks for reading!
