Amissa

Out-Of-Character Minecraft Account Name: AlexanderCW How old are you?: 17 Time-Zone/Country of Residence: CET, Sweden Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes. I have lived in Australia for 5 years. Though i do small mistakes from time to time. Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: My name is Alexander and i live in sweden/australia. I have played minecraft since late Alpha and i love the game. I fairly new to RolePlaying, this will also be my first RP Minecraft server. How much time could you be on the server weekly?: 10-20 hours What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you: Roleplaying is like living in your character. You step into the character you have created and live his life. What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: Not much, written a bit of fantasy and played RP in another game called Runescape. In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is: Using information your character would not normally possess to your own advantage. In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Gaming is: Giving your character too many powers making him ridiculusly overpowered. E.G *Billy_bob throws his lasso around Amissa to capture him* *Amissa uses "fire up" setting himself on fire burning the lasso then hugs Billy_bob untill he burns to death* (A bit of a dumb Example but think i make my point) What do you expect this server will be like?: I am expecting it to have good moderators/admins, a good community and i am hoping to have a lot of fun :) What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: The last one and a half year i have been playing on a server called "Craftpit". It was run by a player called Cocanuta that spent all his time on the server trying to make it as nice as possible for every one. One day the server just went down and we never heard from him or any one of his rl friends on the forum again. So thats why i am looking for a new server. Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: I have read the rules Quadrice(4 times), i understand them all and i agree to them all. Do you promise to abide by said rules, and laws? This includes the Server, Forum, and Teamspeak set Rules: I do. How did you hear about us?: Our old server owner Cocanuta talked about you once and said a lot of positive things about you.(Good admins/mods, nice community etc.) Have you previously made an Application? If so could you link us to your last Application?: Yes. (link) In-Character: Character Name: Amissa What Race are you?: Elven What Sub-Race are you? (note, you aren’t required to have a sub-race): Wood elf 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.): Amissa the wood elf Amissa's father "Landar" was a soldier in the Elandriel guard until he met Amissa's mother "Arya". Landar was to be departed to an unknown destination but did not have to heart to leave Arya. So Landar decided to leave the Guard to live with Arya. Both of them where young and only in their 300's when they left Elandriel, they traveled Asulon for years until they decided to settle down. Feeling confident that they could move back to Malinor without anyone looking for them still they built a small farm in the outskirts of Normandor. They lived on the farm for a near century before they wanted to have a child. Arya that was now 473 was afraid that she was not able to carry any children. When Amissa was born both Arya and Landar where filled with Joy. Amissa had her mother’s Bright Blue eyes and his father’s Blonde hair. He was filled with energy and living in the outskirts gave him a lot of room to run around and climb trees without bothering anyone. Living in the outskirts and rarely visiting Normandor for his parent’s fear of getting recognized by the guards made life lonely. With fewer children being born in Malinor he never actually met anyone his own age growing up. So in his free time he trained archery. At the age of 12 Amissa's father started teaching him the art of bow crafting together with giving him lessons in archery with the promise that if he trained enough he could come with on hunting trips when he was older. Amissa would grow to love archery and hunting and at the age of 14 he got to follow with on his first hunting trip. *6 years later* The forest was full with life this morning. Amissa was walking in a low pace through the meadow trying to not make a sound. Not far ahead of him was a deer not aware of its fate. Amissa drew an arrow from the quiver placing it on the string, slowly pulling it backwards. Thinking back on what his father always said. "One, make sure the wind is not blowing towards the target and preferably the opposite. Two, do not make a sound. Three, aim. Four, hit the target straight in the heart." Amissa let go of the string, the arrow heading towards the deer. At this moment the it must of had an idea of what was happening to it but more than an idea it would not have as the arrow sunk deep into the chest of the deer. *4 hours later* Amissa was nearly home when he could hear screaming. He dropped the bag with the deer and ran as fast as he could but when he came within sight of the house all he could see was smoke, fire and more fire. He ran as fast as he could but when he came closer he saw 2 Elves and a group of ogres. He stopped when he saw what could only be the worst of nightmares for a child. His parents lay on the ground dead and burned. The group had not noticed him but they were mounting the horses about to leave, with only one direction to go headed towards him. Amissa quickly understood that whoever had killed his parents would kill him at sight. So he ran, ran fast into the woods hoping that no one saw him running into the woods and would follow him. When he was sure no one was following him he fell to the ground exhausted and fell asleep. *Next morning* The following morning Amissa woke up where he had fallen asleep last night on the ground. With an ache in his back from sleeping on the ground and mosquito bites here and there he remembered what had happened last night. Terrified and full with sorrow he started to make his way "home" to bury his parents. *5 years later* Now 25 years old Amissa has been living on his own for a long time trusting no one. He has been searching for years after his parent’s murderous and. Selling himself and his bow for mercenary work to survive. He has grown a fear of fire since the day his parents died and refuses to go near it. What are your Character's ambitions?: To survive, he has nothing except his bow and his quest to find his parent's killers. What is your character’s favorite tool? (sword, pickaxe, shovel, etc): The bow is Amissa's one and only friend. What is one of your Character's most skilled talents? Archery and agility. A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format, if you do not know how to acquire one, click here: http://www.lordofthe...kin-screenshot/): http://i1128.photobucket.com/albums/m484/acw95acw/myskin.png Other Information about your Character: Amissa is very paranoid and does not like talking to other people. He is terrified of fire and gets nearly paralysed at the sight of it. Though he can survive camp fires even if he preferes to sit a bit away from it when he is required to be present. He is very talented with his bow and rarly if never misses his target. He is also very fast and agile. 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? *Feeling that he has nothing to do with what is currently happening walks straight past them ignoring what is happening* "Warrior 1": What are you doing here you stinky elf! "Warrior 2": Why don't you be a nice elv and give us your money to. "Amissa": No thanks i have nothing with this to do so please let me pass. "Warrior 1" I don't think so, now hand us your money or il bash you too pieces. *Warrior 1 takes out his sword* *Feeling a bit frightend now Amissa starts running into the treese nexto the road* *The warriors unprepared of this split up* "Warrior 1": Stay here with the halfling il get this damned elf! *Amissa ahead of the warrior 1 a bit climbs up a tree hiding behind the leaves waiting for the warrior to come within shooting range* *Warrior coming closer just within range* *Amissa fires a deadly shot to the heart and missed by a centimeter or two, the warrior falls and will bleed to death soon. Amissa runs back the the road* *Warrior 2 draws his sword and says: where is Rolan? "Amissa": He is back in the wood bleeding to death now give the halfing his money back and go take care of Rolan! "Halfingling": Thanks stranger! How can i repay you? "Amissa": If you have any spare money you can buy me a meal when we get to the next inn. 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? *Amissa replies with a bit of humor trying to copy the accent*: Ello to you to! "merchant": A funny ellow eh! "Amissa": Ay. Do you have any flint in stock? I need to craft some new arrows. "merchant": I have some good flint that i could sell you. Just 40 coins for a stack of 64! "Amissa": That sounds like a lot how about 20? "merchant": 35! "Amissa": 30! "Merchant": 33 not going any lower than that! "Amissa": Deal! 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?: *Amissa looks for signs that no one is around in the area* Not seeing any one around Amissa takes the golden sword. It can sell for a good price in town! When inspecting the iron bars i notice they are of bad quality and to heavy to carry so i leave them in the chest.(Can't steal everything in a chest in the wilderness according to the rules) EDIT: Forgot while writing you can steal it all with a VA 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? *Hungry and tired i make my way to the camp in hopes for a good meal* "Trader": Hello there Elf! How are you? "Amissa": I have been walking through the wilderness for days without finding anything to hunt. Do you mind sharing a meal with a lonely Elf? I could trade it for some stories. "Trader": Aah i think we can agree to that. Come on over, whats your name Elf? "Amissa": Amissa, what is yours trader? *Amissa makes his way into the camp, a bit paranoid but i am hungry so it will do* 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?: *Amissa seeks up the leader of the party* "Amissa": Sir! I am here to sign up for the defence of the town. But first may i ask what the reward is? If the reward is just honor then i might as well sign up with the bandits. Anything else you would like to say?: Fixing up my application from last night. Some minor faults. I am not sure but "BuBbAKLuTcH" that denied my last attempt might want to read this one if he is online.