Did you attend minecon and sign up at the LOTC booth?: Sadly, no
How old are you?: 13.
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: London, England.
Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes.
Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I am always in a good mood easy to get along with and enjoy other peoples company. I very much enjoy role playing games, such as dragon age and skyrim and wish to be part of this amazing community.
How much time could you be on the server weekly?: 7-8 hours minimum.
What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you.: Designing and creating your own character to escape from reality and be want you want to be, taking part in quests and adventures that could only ever happen in the virtual world.
In your own Words, describe what Metagaming and Powergaming are. Yes.
What do you expect this server will be like?: Fun, enjoyable and a friendly environment to be around with allies but also dangerous enemies to fight.
What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I have not played ay other servers like this before and hopefully this will be great.
Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes.
How did you hear about us?: I had heard about ou from some of my friends that also play this game.
Have you voted for the Lord of the Craft on Minestatus? Which vote number were you?: No but I will do as soon as I have finished my application form :).
What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name?: Mariluz_Rederigo
In-Character:
Character Name: Mariluz_Rederigo
What is your Race?: Human
Biography(This should include the history of your character and his life as well as age, appearance and personality, etc.): Born and bred in Al'khazar, Mariluz Rederigo was always a laid back and beautiful young girl. She stands at medium height, with pale skin, a small nose and thin rosebud lips. Shoulder length obsidian hair frames her alluring face, and her lithe limbs give her an elegant and eye-catching strut few are capable of matching.
Never in her life had she been called upon to actually think for herself- she charmed her teachers with a winsome wink, and wrapped her parents round her fingers with a cute little smile. At a young age, she learned to supplement her money supplies with a flick of her raven hair, and get herself out of trouble with a quivering lip and wide testy eyes. As she grew older, her beauty dimmed not a watt, and she drew the attentions of the local men. As she aged she learned a wink and a flick of her locks were no longer sufficient- now kisses were required of her, or tight hugs. Quickly she learned how to take advantage of her natural beauty- men could not control their urges, and she could use this to her betterment.
On the streets of Al'khazar a sure and wily seductress was born. Firmly she established her place in the city- Mariluz was known, and if not loved, then lusted after, by all.
That all changed during Mariluz's sixteenth year. Forced to accompany her parents on a trading expedition in the far reaches of Aegis, Mariluz had her first encounter with the servants of Iblees- as she strolled happily through the nearby forests, she came across a scene that was to scar her forever.
An old man lay on the floor, jaw slack in horror, and arms raised in a futile attempt to guard himself from the skeletal monstrosity looming over him. As Mariluz crouched behind a nearby tree, the large Undead warrior bent down and slit the man's throat. And then it set it's malevolent gaze upon her.
As Mariluz resigned herself to death, an arrow sprouted from the warrior's forehead, and then another and another. Slowly the thing's body slumped forward- dead, although the monster could hardly have been described as living in the first place. It was a regiment of the local guard on a routine patrol that had saved her- only by blind luck did she remain alive. Though outwardly she was all smiles, inside Mariluz was disgusted with her incompetence. Returning home, she gathered her riches and left Al'khazar, bidding her mother and father emotionless farewells.
That was six years ago. Since then Mariluz has become an expert swordswoman, capable of holding her own against any of her male foes. Though she never kills without reason, she does not shirk from murder-her primary concern is herself, and she will do anything to ensure her survival. She is heartless and cold, using her body as much as her blades to keep herself alive and well. Mariluz sees people as pieces to be used to her own betterment, and is not afraid to use them as such.
At the age of 22, she is a near perfect mercenary, albeit one with a fatal flaw- though her heart is as steel, Mariluz's vanity and cockiness know no bounds. She truly believes she can defeat any foe, and best any odds, and such beliefs may well one day net her a swift and uncharitable death.
Your characters ambitions: Mariluz wants to be able to show that she is not just a pretty face, although this being an advantage. She wants to become a fearless warrior that can defeat and overcome any challenge no matter what the cost be. She wants to be thought of as a god and be worshiped and adored by thousands.
Out in the Wilds, your character comes across a small cottage. Outside, there appears to be an elf struggling combat with two bandits. What does your character do?: My character would slowly approach the bandits, and calmly say,"Keep off of the elf, and get our hands off of my money, got it?" She would then proceed to battle the bandits and in defeating them she would then take the elf's belongings for herself.
Your character walks up to a shop in the middle of Al'Khazar. "Hello, my good sir!" says the shop owner. "What may I help you with today?" How does your character answer?: I'll have a *insert item of choice* and don't keep me waiting, I've got business to attend to.
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Minecraft Account Name: Flyin_Monkee.
Did you attend minecon and sign up at the LOTC booth?: Sadly, no
How old are you?: 13.
Time-Zone/Country of Residence: London, England.
Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes.
Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I am always in a good mood easy to get along with and enjoy other peoples company. I very much enjoy role playing games, such as dragon age and skyrim and wish to be part of this amazing community.
How much time could you be on the server weekly?: 7-8 hours minimum.
What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you.: Designing and creating your own character to escape from reality and be want you want to be, taking part in quests and adventures that could only ever happen in the virtual world.
In your own Words, describe what Metagaming and Powergaming are. Yes.
What do you expect this server will be like?: Fun, enjoyable and a friendly environment to be around with allies but also dangerous enemies to fight.
What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I have not played ay other servers like this before and hopefully this will be great.
Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes.
How did you hear about us?: I had heard about ou from some of my friends that also play this game.
Have you voted for the Lord of the Craft on Minestatus? Which vote number were you?: No but I will do as soon as I have finished my application form :).
What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name?: Mariluz_Rederigo
In-Character:
Character Name: Mariluz_Rederigo
What is your Race?: Human
Biography(This should include the history of your character and his life as well as age, appearance and personality, etc.): Born and bred in Al'khazar, Mariluz Rederigo was always a laid back and beautiful young girl. She stands at medium height, with pale skin, a small nose and thin rosebud lips. Shoulder length obsidian hair frames her alluring face, and her lithe limbs give her an elegant and eye-catching strut few are capable of matching.
Never in her life had she been called upon to actually think for herself- she charmed her teachers with a winsome wink, and wrapped her parents round her fingers with a cute little smile. At a young age, she learned to supplement her money supplies with a flick of her raven hair, and get herself out of trouble with a quivering lip and wide testy eyes. As she grew older, her beauty dimmed not a watt, and she drew the attentions of the local men. As she aged she learned a wink and a flick of her locks were no longer sufficient- now kisses were required of her, or tight hugs. Quickly she learned how to take advantage of her natural beauty- men could not control their urges, and she could use this to her betterment.
On the streets of Al'khazar a sure and wily seductress was born. Firmly she established her place in the city- Mariluz was known, and if not loved, then lusted after, by all.
That all changed during Mariluz's sixteenth year. Forced to accompany her parents on a trading expedition in the far reaches of Aegis, Mariluz had her first encounter with the servants of Iblees- as she strolled happily through the nearby forests, she came across a scene that was to scar her forever.
An old man lay on the floor, jaw slack in horror, and arms raised in a futile attempt to guard himself from the skeletal monstrosity looming over him. As Mariluz crouched behind a nearby tree, the large Undead warrior bent down and slit the man's throat. And then it set it's malevolent gaze upon her.
As Mariluz resigned herself to death, an arrow sprouted from the warrior's forehead, and then another and another. Slowly the thing's body slumped forward- dead, although the monster could hardly have been described as living in the first place. It was a regiment of the local guard on a routine patrol that had saved her- only by blind luck did she remain alive. Though outwardly she was all smiles, inside Mariluz was disgusted with her incompetence. Returning home, she gathered her riches and left Al'khazar, bidding her mother and father emotionless farewells.
That was six years ago. Since then Mariluz has become an expert swordswoman, capable of holding her own against any of her male foes. Though she never kills without reason, she does not shirk from murder-her primary concern is herself, and she will do anything to ensure her survival. She is heartless and cold, using her body as much as her blades to keep herself alive and well. Mariluz sees people as pieces to be used to her own betterment, and is not afraid to use them as such.
At the age of 22, she is a near perfect mercenary, albeit one with a fatal flaw- though her heart is as steel, Mariluz's vanity and cockiness know no bounds. She truly believes she can defeat any foe, and best any odds, and such beliefs may well one day net her a swift and uncharitable death.
Your characters ambitions: Mariluz wants to be able to show that she is not just a pretty face, although this being an advantage. She wants to become a fearless warrior that can defeat and overcome any challenge no matter what the cost be. She wants to be thought of as a god and be worshiped and adored by thousands.
Out in the Wilds, your character comes across a small cottage. Outside, there appears to be an elf struggling combat with two bandits. What does your character do?: My character would slowly approach the bandits, and calmly say,"Keep off of the elf, and get our hands off of my money, got it?" She would then proceed to battle the bandits and in defeating them she would then take the elf's belongings for herself.
Your character walks up to a shop in the middle of Al'Khazar. "Hello, my good sir!" says the shop owner. "What may I help you with today?" How does your character answer?: I'll have a *insert item of choice* and don't keep me waiting, I've got business to attend to.
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