EmbodiedWolf

Out-Of-Character Minecraft Account Name: SuperSlayerX7 How old are you?: 14 years old. Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Scotland, so +/- 0 GMT. Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Being raised in an English speaking country,I'd safely say that I have a firm grip on the English language. Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I'm tall, thin and have light skin, but very dark brown, almost black, hair. My eyes are a deep brown, that swirl with paranoia when angry, and seem cold and dead when I'm tired. I like pretty much anything Fantasy, including books, games and role-play. How much time could you be on the server weekly?: School days are busy for me, so I'd say maybe 3-4 hours on a school day, and maybe 5 hours on a week-end. Maybe more or less, depending on study time. What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you: The ability to drag a character up from the artistic depths of the imagination, and let your mind run free with the choices said character makes. Also, the ability to lose oneself in the RP character, seeing the world around you as both yourself, and the character. What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: Some forum RPs on Planet MineCraft, aswell as one or two RP servers. Not that much, but I'm intruiged as to what it's like. I've also played many RPGs. In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is: Meta gaming is the concept of using, and acting upon,information that you are told OOC to affect decisions that you make IC. For example, if a friend told me that his secret base was in the wilds south of the Human capital OOC, then IC I would act upon that information to find his secret base, even though IC I wouldn't have learned that. In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Gaming is: It's not giving the opponent a chance to react. If it were to go like this: IC: I attacked the bandit without warning. Bandit: Blocks all hits and stabs me in the heart IC: Recovers from the blow and thrusts sword into his head, killing him. That would be power-gaming^ What do you expect this server will be like?: A mixture of TES, WoW and Minecraft, but community focused, and much more hardcore. What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: Age of Craftalot, multiple PvP servers. I left because either the Admins/Mods were jerks, or I left due to boredom. Nothing to do on them, nothing exiting or new. Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Absolutely. Do you promise to abide by said rules, and laws? This includes the Server, Forum, and Teamspeak set Rules: Again, indefinitely. How did you hear about us?: Through a few members on Planet MineCraft. Have you previously made an Application? If so could you link us to your last Application?: Nope~ In-Character: Character Name: Astridr Einn-Likamii. Means "Beauty in strength, alone body" in Old Norse. Based upon the fact that she was found and raised by Northener humans, which I guess are Nordic/Viking/Scandanavian based. Also, the "r" in Astridr is silent. What Race are you?: Elf What Sub-Race are you? (note, you aren’t required to have a sub-race):/ Biography (Please make this at least 2 paragraphs long. This must include the history of your character and his life as well as age, appearance and personality, etc.): My character's history starts before her birth. Her parents were high up in the Elven ranks, with her father being a Military general, and her mother being a prideful senator. They were greatly rich, and respected by all. But, with respect, comes fear. Enemies of the Elves seeked vengance on her father for emerging triumphant in every battle waged, and secret plots were brewed by corrupt officials to disgrace her mother. Unaware to this, they went on with their lives. Her mother learned she was pregnant with Astridr. The enemies of her family, seeing her prideful boating about a daughter, worked harder to eliminate her from Elven courtship. Soon after, their plot was ready. Details of the plot are missing from Lore, but the results were catastrophic. Her family were cast out of Elven society, their names wiped from all of Elven history, and they were violently ejected from their homes. Rejected by all Elves, they sought to seek out a Human town, where her mother could give birth to her daugter, and build a new life. For days they travelled on provisions caught by her father. They wandered onward to the Northern parts of the Human lands. Onwards they travelled, avoiding bandits and the undead. But, setbacks were bound to happen. They were jumped and attacked by rabid wolves. Her father stayed behind to fight them off and buy her mother some time to get away with her un-born baby. His screams as he was ripped apart kept Astridr's mother running deep into the night. She grew tired, hungry and fatigued. A few days after wandering, she found a small Human town.It was late at night and no-one was there to help her in her time of need. In the dank atmosphere of a backalley, she gave birth to her daughter. With prayers of hope and fortitude she left the small baby on a Human house's porch, and dragged herself into the forest, so she could die in nature like a true Elf should. Early in the morning, she was found by the owners of the house. Elves were frowned upon in the high Northener lands, so she was kept a sectret until she was around 6. Her ears were kept hidden at all times, and her Human "parents'" story was that an uncle had died, leaving this child which they adopted. She was accepted into the community, and was taught and trained like any other human child. Through her childhood, she was praised by teachers and parents alike for her skills in archery, outmatching many Human males in the use of a bow and quiver. She was also highly praised for her dexterity with a sword, although she did not often win competitions involving the blade. In young adulthood, she bagen to grow admirers due to her angelic and serene beauty. She had a thick mane of golden hair that shimmered and almost glowed in sunlight. Her skin was naturally tanned, regardless of the weather.Her eyes, one emerald green and one saphire blue, sparkled with a curious glaze, always absorbing inforamtion from the world around her.Although her figure was petite and not yet fully in womanhood, she was still attractive to most men. These wen fought over her, always trying to impress her with displays of strength or kindness. She took little notice of it, as she had no interest in relationships. It's also worthy of note that she had few friends, preferring her own company and the companionship of nature's creatures. She was also tomboy-ish, not putting as much effort into "womanly" skills as she did "manly" skills. Her feelings at the time were mixed, with wonder and curiosity being most profound over the usual feelings of young adulthood. As she grew further into adulthood, more and more men became obsessed with her looks. Some were kind, some were smooth, and some were arrogant. But some sought to take advantage of her. She was kidnapped and ravaged by some low-life mercenaries that had stopped in town a drink. She was dragged off into a remore hideway, never to be seen again by her "parents".Treated badly and abused for a number of weeks, until she fought her way out using only her heightened reflexes and strangth, and the rage and hatred she built up for the male side of the species. Free of evil seed and unbound by chains, she ran into the wilds, weeping the whole way. She sat in a clearing and cried for her lost hope, cried for abandonment and solitude, and most of all cried to bypass whatever rage left in her from the attack. Surviving through harships in the wilderness, she became accustomed to the wilds. Hunting and foraging, she enjoyed the peace of nature. No Humans to dictate and fuss over her, no petty competitions to win. She stayed in the wilds for the last few teenage years, and into the early years of maturity. Her appearance now is much the same, but she is more rough and rugged than before. She wears leather hunting gear, her hair is unkept and her eyes have lost their curiosity, replaced with cold fear and devoid of life. But, in all her serenity, she still retains the childish curiosity that she once had. Straying away from the wilds she knows so well, she attempts to emerge into society once more. What is your Character's ambitions?: To discover new things, places and ultimately, people. What is your character’s favorite tool? (sword, pickaxe, shovel, etc): Bow, second to that, Sword. What is one of your Character's most skilled talents? As an Elf, she is skilled with the use of a bow and blade. She is also naturally beutiful, but has a petite figure. She is patient, but is highly sensitive to touch, and has a strong sense of justice. Also, she is a skilled hunter, but has little to none social skills. A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format): Other Information about your Character: She has an extreme distrust for males, Human males in general. Open-Response-Questions Whilst traveling from the Cloud Temple you see a small halfling, being harassed by two armed warriors. They appear to be trying to steal money from him, how does your character respond? Vivid memory of what happened to her hits her like a tidal wave. Fighting back the urge to cry and flee, she stakes out a hidden spot and onlooks at the lack of justice. Disgusted by violent behaviour towards the small person, she points a guard in the direction of the hassling, then moves on. Your character wanders into Alras, and comes across a small stall, behind which a well dressed man is standing. He’s offering various wares, the merchant turns to you and says in a posh accent " 'ello there, what can I do you for today?" What is your character response? She jumps backwards in fright, not registering the man talking to her. "It's ok, I'm not goin' te harm ya'! Nao, you wanna buy an'ing while you're 'ere?" Shaking her head, she moves on. Whilst wandering in the wilds, your character comes across a small hut, which looks abandoned. Inside it you see a chest containing a few iron bars, and a golden sword. How would your character respond?: Hunting skills kick in. She skirts arount the hut, looking for traps and such items. Finding none, she creeps into the undergrowth nearby. A few moments later, a Dwarf walks over to the hut and peers at it. She quickly draws her bow, and fires a warning arrow at his foot. "Who's thar?" He calls. An arrown peirces his shoulder, and her voice, rough from disuse, says " Give me but one reason not to kill you". But, as she says this, she wonders. Is it not in it's nature to scheme and plot? Is he just earning a living? Before the Dwarf can answer, she backs away and sprints further into the undergrowth, tears streaming down her cheeks. Hungry and lost in the wilderness, you stumble across a small trading camp nestled among the forest, they greet you you in the common tongue, how do you respond? Eyes flickering with paranoia and relit memory, she quickly accepts the food with a nod of thanks and walks off into the forest. You hear word that bandits occupy the road outside the town in which you have been staying. The town guard have gathered, and are asking for assistance to help eliminate them. The leader of the party is offering a reward for any who offer their support. How does your character act on this information?: Intruiged by the hunt for humans, she accepts but trails behind the main party. After being told the bandits are near here, she breaks off and sits upon a hill. She watches as the battle goes on below her. Pitiful weak creatures, fighting over minas and fame. Also: Any mistakes are unintentional, and criticism welcome. I don't know wether or not to PM a mod, so I'll just say here. I have 3 accounts. The first would not work due to the activation e-mail not arriving. The second would not let me log in with my details. This is my main, and if you find any with the same IP, could you ban/remove them for me. Thanks. EDIT: Under review, does that mean I've done something wrong...or is that just the ususal way things go? Sorry, I'm a complete noob. On the upside, I get to read more lore whilst I wait ^~^