Sync

Can't you control the horse problem by making people have to train in horse-riding? I mean.. it does take a considerable amount of skill in order to 'ride' a horse.

Eh. I'll stick to walking on my legs. Every single fucker I've seen on a horse just ZOOMS by me on the road, while everyone else at least stops for a minor RP session. thenagainI'veneverusedahorsesolol. Although, I agree with taking away OOC consent for the horse to be stolen. I mean.. it's like a thief asking permission to break your card window. "Oh, hey man.. you mind if I break your windows in order to steal your stuff?" "W-what? Yes.. yes I do mind." "Oh, well that's too fluffing bad." "OHGODOHGODOHGOD."

Sync smiled as he read through the list of books available for purchase. Sync took his time while walking to the nearest Aviary in order to mail a list of the ones he wanted; along with a total of 60 mina. ------------------------- - The Mathic Code - History of Magic "Please ship to Sync at the Malinor Aviary." ------------------------- Sync tied the note and payment to the bird and let it fly off!

Woo! I was starting to worry there for a second. I WANT TO PLAY LOTC. I WANT TO PLAY LOTC. I WANT TO PLAY LOTC. I WANT TO PLAY LOTC.

Sync reached to his side in order to untie the small leather pouch which contained his Mina. Inside the container was around twenty-one Mina Sync closed his eyes and gave a sad smile to himself.

I feel the same way. The moment I was accepted into LoTC I strapped my crappy wooden sword to my back and took on a full on jump-sprint to every single settlement on the main roads; 40% of them were ghost-towns. It seems like there are 'RP hotspots' on the server, which focuses a lot of people into one area. This is why I don't really want more land; it's like getting a truck load of toys, only to play with a few of them. tl;dr: I want new toys; but let us play with our current ones a bit more.

Great guide! I'm now prepared to be shot in the kn- GAAAAUUUUUUUGGGHHH! SKYRIM JOKES ARE BAD!

This is an amazing guide~! Would Hosper be known throughout the land? I'd like to have him as a Teacher, but don't want to send him a random letter if he's not that well known.

OooooOoOo~ My favorite addition is the book recipes. Thank you for all your hard work!

Ohoho! I was wondering how I was catching so many different kinds of fish! I actually ate a flounder and it gave me the temporary ability to breath under water! "BLUB GLUB FLUB!"

Sync had been walking down the path leading to his new home in Malinor. Several thoughts had been running through his head as he finally reached the entrance. Outstretching his hand, Sync grabbed the front of the door in order to gently pry it open; a soft 'creak' echo'd throughout the area. "Home sweet home~" Sync chimed to himself as he shut the door behind him. As he stood in the entrance he couldn't help but bite at the lower part of his lip in excitement. There, upon the sheets of his bed; was the Elven armor he was promised. Sync took in a long breath of air in order to fill his lungs as he took a few steps forward in order to greet the pieces of armor. "Heh. If only Mum' and Pa' could see me now. I'm sure they'd call me everything but Son." Sync stared down at the metal in silence before finally moving to the paint palette on the surface of his counter.. A brilliant White Rose had been painted on the back of the armor. "..It was an Oath I swore, I intend to always be a White Rose.. even though they're not around anymore.." Sync returned the palette and looked outside and up at the stars. He sighed.

Mau! MAU! IT'S ME! MAU, IT'S ME! SYNC! I LOVE YOU BUDDY!

Out-Of-Character Information Please fill out the following questions as accurately as possible, and ensure the essential details are accurate. Minecraft Account Name: SyncOnari. How old are you?: Nineteen. Time-Zone: EST. Have you read, understood and agreed to the rules?: Yes, all of them. What previous experience have you had in role-playing?: Oh gods. I've been a role-player for a good eight years by now. I stumbled across an online chat room that was used for role-play, and joined in. Needless to say; it was rather fun. Since then, I've been through several different games. World of Warcraft, Guild Wars, Guild Wars 2, and various other chat rooms that had no point or served no purpose to hone my skills. Oh, last but certainly not least would be Minecraft. Good ol' Minecraft. How did you hear about the the Lord of the Craft?: SirSmithers. Link any applications that you have previously made for the server: Not available. Have you posted this application on the Minecraft Forum? If not, then please do so (link above): http://www.minecraftforum.net/topic/832121-the-lord-of-the-craft-enter-the-world-of-asulon-o-f-f-i-c-i-a-l-l-y-t-h-e-n-o-1-r-p-s-e-r-v-e-r-100-unique-gameplay/page__st__2520__gopid__21417183#entry21417183 Have you read the Human lore, and shall you ensure you make use of it and follow it in your biography?: I have, and I will. Definitions In your own words define the following terms. Do not take any definitions from elsewhere!: Role-playing: The most amazing thing for people with a passion to write. It is the act of taking upon a role that you have created yourself, and have placed inside said place. When you role-play, you are no longer you. You're [insert name here] of [insert something here], and you take no prisoners. No longer will you hide behind your desk, typing away with only a half full cup of coffee! Meta-gaming: Oh, what's that? Your friend just messaged you saying that someone is coming to kill you IC? Oh, what's that? You had no idea they were going to do so IC, but somehow you have traps set up ALL over your property? Interesting, since you're a simple farmer and have no need for such things. Meta-gaming is the act of taking knowledge from an outside source (OOC) and bringing it IC, even though your said character should have no knowledge of said.... knowledge. Power-emoting: I assume you mean "God Moding". EXAMPLE TIME. *Sync quickly bent his knees into a stance, taking the hilt of his blade in a tight grasp. In a blur the stainless sword was unleashed from its prison, and cut upwards into your body, killing you instantly. Nope, you don't have a say.* < That, is power-emoting. In-Character Information: Complete the following biography on your character: Full Name: Sync Onari Current Age: 20 Sub-race (if any): Not available. Past / History: Sync has lived a very ordinary life so far as part of the population of Oren. His family isn't anyone of worthy praise. Erebusyl is a hard working logger and makes sure there is enough coin to buy food and water, his wife; Lazzulite is just as hard working. She tirelessly works day in, and day out to make sure that food is cooked, and the water pure. Together, they've raised Sync into the fine young man that he is today. This of course, planted a seed of good nature deep into his being. Since he was a boy, he wished to better himself and help those around him. He never even cheated in school! Sync decided to begin taking lessons at around the age of fifteen in order to train his skills so he could one day wield a real sword. However, practicing on trees gives little reward and he would most likely fall in a real fight. So, at around the time of adolescence he asked permission to leave the house, and venture out into the world. Two years later; he has grown to be a traveler of the lands, though he is still unknown to the world and has yet to build the reputation that he so humbly seeks. Ambitions for the Future: To become a soldier, or some other valiant figure. Since a boy I've always wanted to do something for others, whether that be feeding their live stock, or delivering the morning mail. I want to make a name for myself, and become a good role model! Of course, that is all work for the neighbor hood kid. I'm not a kid anymore. This is why I left home, to better myself with the experiences of the world! I aim to be the best! Even if it kills me! Personality: Syncs personality is that of a pure man. He has lived an honest life, and usually never lies. He is kind, caring, justified, and compassionate. The locals say that he's received both traits of his parents. He wishes to be a bringer of justice. However, his timid nature betrays him every time life presents him with the opportunity. Though timid, he's not an idiot. Sync knows when to take little nibbles in situations to avoid biting off more than he can chew. That would be his Mother in him. He also enjoys long walks on the beach! Skills: For some strange reason, Sync is very good at climbing heights. Most people look up at a mountain and ogle, some even laugh at even the thought of climbing such rock and turn the other way! Sync simply furrows his brow, grins and begins the journey to the top. He's also been said to have some skills with a blade after honing his skills for years! Of course, spending all his life as the son of a logger would turn him into a walking chainsaw. Sync can cut down even the tallest tree, he knows the trick is to pace yourself and whistle a tune~. Appearance : Any other details you wish to share about your character: None. Open-Response-Questions Each question in this section must be answered with a minimum of one paragraph which must describe the event in full. Please be as descriptive as possible and do not break character or lore at any point. ____ 1. Whilst in the mighty human capital you notice a dark-clothed figure stealthily making his way towards the Emperor’s palace - he is clearly up to no good. There are guards within shouting distance - what do you do? Answer: I would turn my head and walk the other way. I would rather NOT draw attention to myself.. If this person was very important.. I would be forever shamed to show my face around the Capital, besides.. there are countless guards within. I'm sure if this man truly had malevolent intentions.. he would not make it far without being greeted by several stabbings and lacerations from the well trained men. I wonder what's for dinner tonight? 2. Whilst wandering in the deep oak forest you come across a large clearing, in which sits a small cobbled cottage. Outside it stands an unstable old man armed with a small iron blade, surrounded by two heavily armed bandits - they appear to be threatening him. You are armed with leather armour and an iron longsword, how do you react? Answer: I would crouch down low and wait it out. Two against one? My muscles may be toned from all the logging with Father, but a well sharpened blade pierces the skin as if it were butter, no matter how hard ones muscles are! I looked down at my long-sword and shook my head. It wouldn't be enough. There would be no way I could stand a chance against these two thugs. I brought up my hands and offered a prayer for the old one. I would continue on my way, trying to make at little noise as possible. 3. You are standing within the mighty human capital when you notice a small man standing behind a colourful stall. You approach the stall and notice that the man is selling a variety of general goods - he says that he is selling just about anything and that he has no set prices. He is willing to allow you to haggle and choose prices. What do you do? (Explain: your haggling, items of choice and the discussion that happens). Answer: That moment in the forest made me think seriously about my equipment compared to the common bandit. I needed better gear if I was to help others in their time of need, let alone myself. I tilted my head in a quick nod to greet the shop keep and pursed my lips, scanning his wares for a quality bla- "Ah!" I reached out with my arm and pointed at the common sword, it was simply laying there. As if it was waiting for me the entire time, the hilt had leather straps wrapped all around, the blade a magnificent stainless metallic color. I had to have it. It wasn't really about protecting anyone now, it was simply about satisfying my greed. "Oh? Somethin' catch yah' interest lad? "Yes sir. That sword there, on the right. Next to the b- yes! That one! How much?" "Hrmmm. What ye' be lookin' to use a blade as fine as that one for, I might ask? You don't look tah' be the fightin' type." "Erk.. I'm.. not. Though, I'm training everyday, so I can protect the weak! I don't have much, but I'm willing to work to pay it off!" "BAHAH! Protect the weak you say? Well now, don't we have a lil' hero in the makin! Tell you what.. ah'll give you the sword, but you spread word of my shop here, deal?" "W-wha? You really mean it? For free!? It's practically new though! Such kindness is unheard of! Thank you sir!" Bowing my head, I reached out to receive my gift. It was surprisingly light.. I smiled once more and turned around, taking my journey out into the forest once more to practice my swordsmanship on the beings within. (((OOC Huzzah!)))