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MC Name: gyutop Character Name: Naztrak Goldhand Age: 81 Profession: Merchant Have you read the clan history? (Please actually read through it): Yes Short Bio (One paragraph or more) : Naztrak was born to Khazakar Goldhand. Ever since he was but a boy, he loved shiny, expensive things. He'd follow his family members around, learning trade and craft. Now that he's near grown up, he's ready to prove himself worthy of the name Goldhand. What are your characters ambitions? (become famous merchant, head guard, etc.): Become a rich and respected merchant. What kind of experience are you looking for in this clan? (friendship, rp experience, etc): Fun What clan member are you related to, and do you have permission to roleplay as their relative, son, or daughter, or where you bloodbonded?: Khazakar Do you swear your loyalty to the Goldhand Clan, and to carry out the honor and pride of the clan?: Yes

MC Name: Lord_SwoledemortRP Name: GnurlTeamspeak (Y/N): Don't currently have it, but am willing to download.Mic (Y/N): YesSkype (PM it if you want): Would rather PM.

A note it written, it's writing quick and sloppy. "I could take some iron. 64 ingots, please." it reads.

Caul follows behind Ith, his teacher. The dark elf admires their new location. "Impressive." ((gyutop))

Out-Of-Character Information What’s the name of the Minecraft account you're applying for?: Gyuo What's your MAIN Minecraft Account name?: gyutop Do you agree to follow the rules on your new account?: Yup Do you understand you can not be on both of these accounts at once?: Yes Do you understand that if one account is banned, so will the other(s)?: Yeah How long have you been on LoTC?: Mmm, think I got accepted January 2nd of 2013. So about two and a half years. How many accounts do you currently have whitelisted?: Just one. In-Character Information Character’s name: Gunmyr Character’s gender: Male Character’s race: Human Character’s age: 24 Biography : Gunmyr’s first memory was crawling through the forest, rocks and leaves scratching and crunching against his little palms. Tears streaked down his chubby face, the inherent fear of death all humans have surging within him. But, he wouldn’t die that day. Large leather boots fell down before him, and Gunmyr looked up. Before him stood a shortl, slender man, his face grizzly, and his clothes torn and dirty, but somehow, he looked happy. That was the first time Gunmyr met his surrogate father, William. You see, Gunmyr had been left in the forest by his mother, for he was born of an affair, and to save her marriage, she had to abandon her one year old son. Somehow, she’d been able to keep him secret from her husband for that time, but the nanny who watched him when she couldn’t was demanding more pay, and she had to leave him. But Gunmyr knew none of this, and would probably have been less happy as a bastard than as a child of nature. William was the only father he knew, and when he was young, believed him his actual father. William taught him so many things on survival, how to hunt, how to hide, how to cook and skin catches. Will never wanted to tell Gunmyr he wasn’t the boys father, but as Gunmyr grew well above his own height, he knew it was time. So, William sat him down, and told him everything he knew. That he was found by William, and that dream, was actually a memory. Gunmyr had trouble at first, but slowly came to accept it. But, soon, the people of Athera had to up and leave, and so Gunmyr found himself in Vailor. Gunmyr and William found the forests of Laureh'lin. Him and William lived in the forest for a little while, sleeping in trees, building no homes, simply traveling the wild. The two did their best to help random travelers, but soon, one of them mentions the nearby Druids to Gunmyr, and the young man sent out to find them, with William's blessing. Personality Traits: Gunmyr is a very kind soul, despite his appearance. He loves the wild, and takes pleasure in helping the defenseless. He is loud and obnoxious, but has the best intentions in mind. Ambitions: Gunmyr dreams of oneday becoming a Druid. Strengths/Talents: Gunmyr’s biggest strength is probably his strength. While he doesn’t like to use it for fighting, he’s a very handy worker. Talentwise, he’s a good tracker, hunter and the like. Everything you might expect out of a wildling. Despite his size, Gunmyr is also quite adept at sneaking through the forest. Weaknesses/Inabilities: One of Gunmyr’s biggest weaknesses, is that he’s a poor reader. Reading was something William taught him, but not often enough. He often struggles with big words, reading them and pronouncing them. His vocabulary is rather simple. Also due to his size, Gunmyr is rather slow. Appearance: Gunmyr is a large, muscular man. He has a thick mustache, and his eyes are warm and caring. His head is shaven almost completely bald, and has a few scars where hair no longer grows. They can be seen clearly. He also has some scars on his body, things that come naturally from living in the wild. Gunmyr usually wears minimal clothing, just because that’s all he could make. Most of his clothing is made out of things from nature, but some materials were given to him by townsfolk.

In Character Name: Pelilasdir Elerel Age: 356 Race: Elf What are your professions and talents?: Fighting, diplomacy. Previous military experience: Sentinel of Malinor, Darkhaven Guard, Do you agree to follow the Oath of Allegiance?: Yes Out of Character MC Name: gyutop Do you have skype? (Not Required): Yes Do you have teamspeak? (Not Required): Yes

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Tùrin Elerel Nicknames: Tali’ata Age: 57 Gender: Male Race: Half Wood Elf / Half High Elf Status: Alive Description Height: 6’ 1” Weight: 137 lbs Body Type: Slenderly toned Eyes: Green Hair: White. Skin: Lightly tanned. Markings/Tattoos: And owl tattoo across his chest. Health: Well Personality: Tùrin is headstrong in himself, yet each move he makes is not done without careful consideration. Meticulous, yet confident, that is, until something affects his emotions. He believes in doing what’s right, and will do anything to protect the greater good. He believes in justice, and while he can usually be found following those he thinks can enact justice, he is not afraid to take control if necessary. Inventory: A foot and a half long double edged dagger, and a white oak recurve bow, with 64 white shafted arrows. Light, chainmail and leather armor. Further Details: Sometimes his light green eyes tend to shimmer a dark blue, in the right light. Life Style Alignment: Neutral Good Deity: Aeriel Religion: None. Alliance/Nation/Home: Job/Class: Ranger Title(s): Ranger Profession(s): Ranger Special Skill(s): A very fast, and improvisational thinker. Flaw(s): His emotions can get the best of him, and he often gets in trouble for it. Also holds grudges over multiple lifetimes of a human. Has a high liking of alcohol, and bar maids. Magic Current Status: None Weaponry Fighting Style: Aggressive, yet calculated. Trained Weapon: Duel Shamshirs and the recurve bow. Favored Weapon: Shamshirs Archery: Novice Biography Parents: Mother -Laina Elerel- Father -Cildor Orlond- Siblings: None Children: None Extended Family: Uncle -Pelilasdir Elerel- Grandfather -Vael Elerel- Grandmother -Raelnel Elerel- Adopted Guardian -Azel Bloodseeker- Pet: Elf Owl History Tùrin’s mother was the child of a female wood elf, and a male high elf. She was born in Armaluna, in Asulon, along with her twin, Pelilasdir. After her brother left home, she felt abandoned, as she had always looked up to him. Once she arrived to Anthos, she found comfort in a High Elf named Cildor. She simply worked for him at first, but after multiple years in servitude, he fell for her, and she later gave birth to Tùrin. As it is strictly forbidden for a High Elf to love anyone other than a High Elf, Laina was forced to flee. She knew she wouldn’t be able to look at her son without thinking of Cildor, so, she took her baby to her brother, Pelilasdir. She had to search from the bottom of Anthos, to the top, and finally found her brother outside of Lenniel. She begged him to take the child. Pelilasdir was resistant at first, but eventually gave in. Perhaps he could be a better father to this child than his father was to him. And he had always wanted a son. Artwork

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