Mrwumboben

Out-Of-Character: Minecraft Account Name: mrwumboben Did you attend minecon and sign up at the LOTC booth?: no How old are you?: 17 Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Pacific, U.S. Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I Like to role play. And have had some prior knowledge. How much time could you be on the server weekly?: Every day. After school and on the weekends What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you.: Role-Playing to me is really about playing your character as if you were them In your own Words, describe what Metagaming and Powergaming are. Metagaming is doing something that your character would not do but you would. And Powergaming is when you ignore the Role-playing and just play to be the strongest. What do you expect this server will be like?: A good community with people in character What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I leave servers when they are all OOC and never playing as there character. Or if the server just ceases to exist Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes. How did you hear about us?: My friends are on this server and praise it. Have you voted for the Lord of the Craft on Minestatus? Which vote number were you? No. What is your The Lord Of Craft forum account name?: Mrwumboben In-Character: Character Name: Arnyir What is your Race?: Elf Biography(This should include the history of your character and his life as well as age, appearance and personality, etc.): Arnyir was born into a rich family with lots of power over the kingdom of his birth. At just the age of five he already was one of the smartest children in his group. While his parents rejoiced Arnyir was not content. As he Grew to the stature of 6-foot 11-inches and only became more handsome the older he got, he was always seeking what would truly make him happy. On his 15th birth day he asked his father for a bow, his father denied him for he said "No. No one with your status shall ever put his hands on a weapon." that day was the tipping point for Arnyir. From that day on he had become infatuated with the art of combat. He had never been able to touch a weapon, he had never even wanted too. But now he treated it as his muse, One day hoping to string up an arrow and release. He wouldn't have that opportunity until he was 29 One day he awoke to the sound of people screaming and sweat rolling down his fore head. He ran to his window only to see his home-city ablaze with Orcs rampant in the streets, killing anything they got near. Arnyir ran out bare-foot in to the courtyard of his family home only to see the lasts of there family's militia still fighting. He could also see his father getting beaten down by what look to Arnyir to be an important Orc. Arnyir has to think fast to save his father and his kingdom. He picks up a bow and a single arrow and sees a broken pillar that he could climb up to the roofs from. He climbs up in remarkable time and he Strings the arrow, steadies the bow... and shoot's! Only to have the arrow hit at the Orcs foot and bounce off into a dark back alley. It was then that he realized the Orc taking aim at him from the roof across the street. He wakes up confused. He feel's relieved. Not sure if he died or not. It's when he sees the bandages on his chest. Thats when the numbness goes away and he feel's the pain of the wound. He looks around to see a man and a women making some kind of food. He recognizes them. They were in the militia... They notice he's awake and they tell him what has happened. With his father dead and his kingdom lost to the Orc Tribe Arnyir leaves the militia members to go on his way and find a new home. A place where he can make it with the small amount of money he still has, the shirt on his back... and his bow. Your characters ambitions: To be the leader his father wanted him to be. And to find the Orc who killed his father and stole his throne. 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? Helps the elf, Kills the bandits before they see him coming. Your character walks up to a shop in a quiet market. "Hello, my good sir!" says the shop owner. "What may I help you with today?" How does your character answer? "Hail, What might you have for sale this day?" A screenshot of your skin: Other Information: