This is Blender41 again and I want to try and redo my application. In this server my character's name is Bomfur. I am a dwarf. I have read you rules, and I know I can follow them all. Now let me tell you a bid about Bomfur. Bomfur was born in Kal'Urguan. He is son of Jombur. Jombur was a very grumpy dwarf. One day in Bomfur's young age Jombur descided that Kal'Urguan was too crowded for him to live in. So Jombur packed the family's bags and moved to a far off mountain. The trip there was very harsh. They went through snow storm and heat waves, but alas they made it. Though Bomfur's mother died during the journey.
They climbed to the top of the mountain and over looked a small ork camp. Jombur didn't mind. He didn't think it would matter. So Jombur started mining a room for themselves out of the mountain. Bombfur grew up strong and smart. He practiced on dummy's his father built for him, with daggers his father made himself. It was a perfect home. Some people would compare it to a dirty dent in the ground. Some could compare to a hobbit hole. But Jombur and Bomfur thought it was in between. One day as Bomfur grew older he saw the ork camp had become much bigger. The orks had noticed people living in the mountains, and were planning on a raid. Bomfur could tell from the pointing and sharpening of swords. He ran back to warn his father. About an hour afterword orks busted down the front door ready to fight. Bombfur had become old enough and strong enough to put up a fight with an ork, but there were at least 15. They ran in for battle. Bomfur did put a fight up, but it wasn't enough for the orks. Bomfur was almost dead before his father came in to help him. "Run!" his father said "Take the waggon!". Bomfur crawled toward the door and sneaked out, but he turned around to see his father being ran through. That moment gave him a burning hate for orks, for the rest of his life. Bomfur ran off far away from the mountains down to the woods below. He set up a little lean-to and hunted animals in the area with the items left on him. His father taught him to cook from wild animals. There was a trail nearby where he was camped. One day a few dwarfs came by heading down to Kal'Urguan. Bomfur overheard this and asked if he could come along. On their long trip Bomfur was able to tell them his story. So they arived at Kal'Urguan a few weeks later. They felt a little sorry for Bomfur. So they gave him a couple coins to get started, and at that moment Bomfur knew he had friends he could trust. Bomfur became very adventurous. Any time a journey was offered he would take it.
Now let me tell you some about myself and my reasons I want to join the server. My minecraft name is Blender41. I am 16 years old. I want to join this server this server because I have tried many times to find a roleplaying but each time was not enough, but I hear that this is one of the greatest servers of all time. I know lots about roleplaying. I do it a lot. I think of roleplaying as taking over a role that you want to be. You could be an elf of Siadonnia, or a a dwarf of Jarro's. The only limit to roleplaying is your imagination.
In many situations I would be helpful to others, but if I cannot help I will make sure to take care of myself too.
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?
I would take what weapons I have, even if its just a tree branch and attack the bandits, expecting a reward.
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?
I would say I would like to see your wares, and take a look at his items. If nothing interests me I would say let me know when get some new stuff in, and be on my way. If it were an ork I would just ignore him and move on.
My skin looks like an average dwarf in armor. I'm sorry I can't show because I don't know how to use this image tool. Thank you for your time.
