FlyinHobo (Degnohr)

-=OOC=- MC Name: FlyinHobo Relevent Skill Levels: Blacksmithing 100 swordsman 99 Link to Va if you have one: -=RP=- Name: Degnohr_Firebeard_Edgehand What positions have you held in the past?: None What is your trade?: Blacksmithing and mining Why do you wish to join the Order?: I would like teh be a part of teh order and fight for teh dwarfs! Do you swear, on your family's honor, that you will uphold this position, be loyal to the people of Kal'Anart and it's Lord? Do you swear that you will fight for the Grandaxe Clan, wearing the banner proudly upon your person? If you do, the proper response is; "On my honor of my family, I do ever so swear.": On my honor of my family, I do ever so swear

Out-Of-Character Minecraft Account Name: FlyinHobo How old are you?: 16 Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Standard GMT/England Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I live in England and i enjoy playing games such as minecraft and Mount and blade. I also play sports such as Cricket, Football and Tennis. How much time could you be on the server weekly?: About 28 hours What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you: To act in the role of your character while interracting with other players in character and making decisions based on your characters persona not your own. What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: I have played on a Wow role playing server before and enjoyed it. In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is: Using out of character information in character such as a friend telling you on skype to go to a place where your character in game would not know where it is. In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Emoting is: Forcing an act on somebodys character who has not consented such as 'player 1 steals 1000 gold from player 2' In your own Words, define what Out of Character (OOC) is: OCC is when you talk or do something without being in character. So if you said to one of your friends 'Hey jack' Jack being their real life name, then it would be not in character. In your own Words, define what In Character (IC) is: When you do something or act in your character, using the knowledge your character has and acting according to the world/game around you. What do you expect this server will be like?: I expect the server to be very well managed and for every body to stay in role. What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I have not played any over role playing games on minecraft. Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes Do you promise to abide by said rules, and laws? This includes the Server, Forum, and Teamspeak set Rules: Yes How did you hear about us?: From friends. Have you previously made an Application? If so could you link us to your last Application?: First app. http://www.lordofthe...3975-flyinhobo/ Second app http://www.lordofthe...inhobo-2nd-app/ http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/64264-flyinhobos-3rd-application/ In-Character: Character Name: Shruiken Woodsong What Race are you? (You may only be Human, Orc, Elf or Dwarf!) : Elf. What Sub-Race are you? (note, you aren’t required to have a sub-race): Woodelf 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.): Age: 31 Appearance: Height: 5.11, Prominent pointy ears of the Woodsong family, passed down from generation to generation, Long blonde hair. Not built like the common warrior. Built for speed and dexterity. Wears a green and brown outfit to blend in to his woodland surroundings. Green eyes with a determined look in them from the time he was wronged. Personality: Shruiken is honour bound, always knows when to do the right thing and when to let nature take its course. He has a very quick temper but is also merciless when in battle. He also likes to talk to people and friends. Back Story: Shruiken grew up in an old quiet wood; his family were all mighty elven warriors, amazing with the art of the sword. While growing up, Shruiken was never that good at fighting with a sword, although he trained all day long but still did not know which end of the sword to hold and was always bested by his brother, Eredor. Although he was good with a bow in hand, his father, Lanolar, did not aprove of it. He used to say ‘’Only a craven would choose to shoot a man, you should at least honour the man and stand by him and watch him die as you kill him’ ’ He hated his family, they treated him like dirt, just because he could not wield a sword as good as his brother. He was under pressure and was always in the shadow of his 'amazing' brother. One day Shruiken went to see his weapons master to ask him to help him train with a bow, his weapons master agreed to help him while they were practicing his Father, Lanolar stormed in, took the bow and snapped it in half, "Can you do that with a sword" exclaimed Lanolar, Shruiken Stormed off into the woods, and never came back since that day. Shruiken moved to a quite wood 100's of miles away from his home. While he was there he decided to seek out a master to train him in the way of the bow. He found an old blind man to train him, he worked hard night and day for years until his master was slain by orc raiders. Shruiken was mad with grief and he sort out the orc raiders and a fearsome battle went down. No-one knows what happened to Shruiken that day, he changed. He was not the same kind 15 year old who left home so many years ago. He was a man and he was out for vengeance. What are your Character's ambitions?: My ambitions are to become a talented Archer aswell as a quick swordsman. I also wish to make peace with my family one day and show my father and brother what i have become. What is your character’s favorite tool? (sword, pickaxe, shovel, etc): Bow and quiver. What is one of your Character's most skilled talents? Archery A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format, if you do not know how to acquire one, copy and paste this link into your browser: ( http://tinyurl.com/Lotcscreenshot ): Other Information about your Character: I enjoy meeting people and standing up for what i believe in. Open-Response-Questions Each and every question must be answered with a minimum of a single full paragraph and entirely in RP. 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? I walk towards the armed warriors 'Excuse me, What do you think you are doing?' I say. The warriors turn towards me 'None of you buisness, Elf!' They reply. 'Actually' I say 'I do think its my buisness, you are clearly harassing this halfling, leave now and i will spare your lives' They both laugh 'Look at you, you couldn't fight if your life depended on it' One replys. I Draw my bow and notch my arrow so fast the armed warrior who spoke is still smiling when the first arrow goes throw his boot into his foot. He screams in pain and charges towards me, sword out, i block the blow with the middle of my bow and kick him in the stomach. He staggers back. The other warrior draws his blade and smiles 'You shouldn't have done that, elf' He says. 'Yeah, your right. I should of done this' I say as i drop my bow and draw my one handed sword. I dance towards him, eyes never leaving his face. I see which way he is going to strike as he shifts his weight to his right foot. I swivel under the blade and strike him in the arm, then jump back again so quick he doesn't know what happened. He looks to his companion and they both advance forward. I change my posture to deal with the oncoming enemies. I know i have to go towards them if i stand any chance. One of the warriors pulls the arrows from his foot, Grunting as the arrow leaves his bone. I seize my chance and dash towards him, cutting at his mid section. I hear the satisfying sound of steel cutting into flesh as he drops to the ground, mortally wounded. The other warrior screams some sort of war cry as he watches his fallen companion life drip out of him. 'Good' I think 'Now he is angry he will have no technique'. I was right. He charges towards me with his sword streached out behind him, leaving his body completly open. I again jump towards him, and slash at his throat, but he has played me. He jumps back and swings his sword which catches me on the leg. I stagger back and pick up my bow. 'Leave now' I demand, arrow ready to be shot. 'You will die' he replys. I didn't really want to kill him. My master always told me to spare a man if you could but i could see no way out of this. I mutter a prayer to my master and advance towards the enemy. I strike him once, twice, three times. So quick my the blade looks like wind. He drops to the ground dead. I turn towards the halfling, nod, and walk away, bow and quiver on my back, sword by my side. Justice is done 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? 'Hello sir, Do you have any fine wines for sale?' I ask politly. He looks me up and down,I suddenly realise what i must look like. Dirty clothes from 5 days of hard travelling. 'Like you could afford any of my wares, elf' He says 'I am the best merchant in all of Alras, And i dont sell my wares to peasents.' I looked at him in disbelief, my temper rising. 'I would be surprised if you could sell any wares with that face of yours, was your mother an orc?' I reply, hotly. I see his face grow red with anger. ' How dare..' I cut him off 'Look! All i want is a damned drink, If you won't give me one i shall buy one from someone else' I take out my money satchel and throw him a coin. 'Buy something for your breath' I say 'It smells like an orcs armpit' As i walk away i look back and smile at the look on his face. 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?: I arrive at the the small hut, i slowly open the door and step inside. The small room is layered in dust and a small bit of light was entering from a window. The flies danced in and out of the beam. I spotted a chest and walked over to it. The lid creeked as i opened the lid, inside were a few iron bars which i had no need for. However, a sword caught my eye, i picked it up, feeling the weight balance. IT felt right in my hand, the sunlight dancing off the blade. I had a strange urge to take it but i knew it was wrong 'A person should never take something that does not belong to them' My blind masters voice echoed in my head. 'I understand master' I whispered. I took one last look at the blade, put it back in the chest, and strode off. 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? I see light up ahead, i had been wandering among this damn place for 2 days, i was hungry and i was tired. I didn't care if this firelight was orc raiders, atleast i would be put out of my misery. I slowly approached them, quite aware by the amount of noise i was making. I walked into the clearing feeling dizzy. I looked upon smiling faces before i collasped of exhustion. I woke some time later, My body aching in agony as i tried to stand. Rough hands held me down 'Don't try to move to fast laddie' A gruff voice said. I looked up and saw a dwarf male, in his late 40's with long red hair. 'Where am I?' I said 'About 4 miles from the nearest city' He replied 'You walked in late las' night' and fainted, Ha! That sure did make our night' He chuckled 'If you feel up to it, laddie, We can take you bac' to the city' 'Um, yeah i feel well enough' As he led me to the city he explained him and a few other dwarfs were hiding from raiders. 'Well, Here you are friend' He said as we stopped outside a city' 'Thankyou so much, i wont forget the kindness you showed me friend.' I said 'Farewell, Elf' 'And you, Dwarf' We shook hands and parted. 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?: I walk over to the guards 'How many of them are out there?' I ask 'Looks like under 20 of them. We are looking for all the help we can get, will you be able to help us.' He offers me 40 minas. 'Keep your money, i will help, but i dont require coin for a good deed.' I Say 'Then you are unlike most people my noble elf'. I follow the guards onto the road. The bandits emerge with their swords drawn and charge. I set up and take four of them out with my bow. I then shealth it and follow the towns guards into the battle. I dance through the untrained bandits, Slicing them easy as cheese. I see the towns guards doing a good job. I come across the leader. He swings for me with an axe and i barely manage to scramble away. 'He wants to play like that' I think to myself as i shift my weight to my right foot prepering to strike. He quickly glances to his left and see's all his companions dying around him. The town emerges with sticks and swords. The bandit leader and a few other hastilly run away, sensing defeat. I can't let the leader get away, otherwise he will just get more men an attack. As the townsfolk are cheering i pick up my bow and notch an arrow. I breathe steadily and remember my training. I release the arrow on my exhale. It whistles throw the air and i hear the leader scream out in pain. I say a silent pray for him as i run up to him and plunge my sword throw his heart. Anything else you would like to say?: My previous app was pending becuase i had to change the place i lived, i missed out one bit but now it is changed it should be accepted.

Out-Of-Character Minecraft Account Name: FlyinHobo How old are you?: 16 Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Standard GMT/England Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I live in England and i enjoy playing games such as minecraft and Mount and blade. I also play sports such as Cricket, Football and Tennis. How much time could you be on the server weekly?: About 28 hours What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you: To act in the role of your character while interracting with other players in character and making decisions based on your characters persona not your own. What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: I have played on a Wow role playing server before and enjoyed it. In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is: Using out of character information in character such as a friend telling you on skype to go to a place where your character in game would not know where it is. In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Emoting is: Forcing an act on somebodys character who has not consented such as 'player 1 steals 1000 gold from player 2' What do you expect this server will be like?: I expect the server to be very well managed and for every body to stay in role. What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I have not played any over role playing games on minecraft. Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes Do you promise to abide by said rules, and laws? This includes the Server, Forum, and Teamspeak set Rules: Yes How did you hear about us?: From friends. Have you previously made an Application? If so could you link us to your last Application?: First app. http://www.lordofthe...3975-flyinhobo/ Second app http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/64145-flyinhobo-2nd-app/ In-Character: Character Name: Shruiken Woodsong What Race are you? (You may only be Human, Orc, Elf or Dwarf!) : Elf. What Sub-Race are you? (note, you aren’t required to have a sub-race): Woodelf 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.): Age: 31 Appearance: Height: 5.11, Prominent pointy ears of the Woodsong family, passed down from generation to generation, Long blonde hair. Not built like the common warrior. Built for speed and dexterity. Wears a green and brown outfit to blend in to his woodland surroundings. Green eyes with a determined look in them from the time he was wronged. Personality: Shruiken is honour bound, always knows when to do the right thing and when to let nature take its course. He has a very quick temper but is also merciless when in battle. He also likes to talk to people and friends. Back Story: Shruiken grew up in an old quiet wood; his family were all mighty elven warriors, amazing with the art of the sword. While growing up, Shruiken was never that good at fighting with a sword, although he trained all day long but still did not know which end of the sword to hold and was always bested by his brother, Eredor. Although he was good with a bow in hand, his father, Lanolar, did not aprove of it. He used to say ‘’Only a craven would choose to shoot a man, you should at least honour the man and stand by him and watch him die as you kill him’ ’ He hated his family, they treated him like dirt, just because he could not wield a sword as good as his brother. He was under pressure and was always in the shadow of his 'amazing' brother. One day Shruiken went to see his weapons master to ask him to help him train with a bow, his weapons master agreed to help him while they were practicing his Father, Lanolar stormed in, took the bow and snapped it in half, "Can you do that with a sword" exclaimed Lanolar, Shruiken Stormed off into the woods, and never came back since that day. Shruiken moved to a quite wood 100's of miles away from his home. While he was there he decided to seek out a master to train him in the way of the bow. He found an old blind man to train him, he worked hard night and day for years until his master was slain by orc raiders. Shruiken was mad with grief and he sort out the orc raiders and a fearsome battle went down. No-one knows what happened to Shruiken that day, he changed. He was not the same kind 15 year old who left Laurelin so many years ago. He was a man and he was out for vengeance. What are your Character's ambitions?: My ambitions are to become a talented Archer aswell as a quick swordsman. I also wish to make peace with my family one day and show my father and brother what i have become. What is your character’s favorite tool? (sword, pickaxe, shovel, etc): Bow and quiver. What is one of your Character's most skilled talents? Archery A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format, if you do not know how to acquire one, copy and paste this link into your browser: ( http://tinyurl.com/Lotcscreenshot ): Other Information about your Character: I enjoy meeting people and standing up for what i believe in. Open-Response-Questions Each and every question must be answered with a minimum of a single full paragraph and entirely in RP. 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? I walk towards the armed warriors 'Excuse me, What do you think you are doing?' I say. The warriors turn towards me 'None of you buisness, Elf!' They reply. 'Actually' I say 'I do think its my buisness, you are clearly harassing this halfling, leave now and i will spare your lives' They both laugh 'Look at you, you couldn't fight if your life depended on it' One replys. I Draw my bow and notch my arrow so fast the armed warrior who spoke is still smiling when the first arrow goes throw his boot into his foot. He screams in pain and charges towards me, sword out, i block the blow with the middle of my bow and kick him in the stomach. He staggers back. The other warrior draws his blade and smiles 'You shouldn't have done that, elf' He says. 'Yeah, your right. I should of done this' I say as i drop my bow and draw my one handed sword. I dance towards him, eyes never leaving his face. I see which way he is going to strike as he shifts his weight to his right foot. I swivel under the blade and strike him in the arm, then jump back again so quick he doesn't know what happened. He looks to his companion and they both advance forward. I change my posture to deal with the oncoming enemies. I know i have to go towards them if i stand any chance. One of the warriors pulls the arrows from his foot, Grunting as the arrow leaves his bone. I seize my chance and dash towards him, cutting at his mid section. I hear the satisfying sound of steel cutting into flesh as he drops to the ground, mortally wounded. The other warrior screams some sort of war cry as he watches his fallen companion life drip out of him. 'Good' I think 'Now he is angry he will have no technique'. I was right. He charges towards me with his sword streached out behind him, leaving his body completly open. I again jump towards him, and slash at his throat, but he has played me. He jumps back and swings his sword which catches me on the leg. I stagger back and pick up my bow. 'Leave now' I demand, arrow ready to be shot. 'You will die' he replys. I didn't really want to kill him. My master always told me to spare a man if you could but i could see no way out of this. I mutter a prayer to my master and advance towards the enemy. I strike him once, twice, three times. So quick my the blade looks like wind. He drops to the ground dead. I turn towards the halfling, nod, and walk away, bow and quiver on my back, sword by my side. Justice is done 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? 'Hello sir, Do you have any fine wines for sale?' I ask politly. He looks me up and down,I suddenly realise what i must look like. Dirty clothes from 5 days of hard travelling. 'Like you could afford any of my wares, elf' He says 'I am the best merchant in all of Alras, And i dont sell my wares to peasents.' I looked at him in disbelief, my temper rising. 'I would be surprised if you could sell any wares with that face of yours, was your mother an orc?' I reply, hotly. I see his face grow red with anger. ' How dare..' I cut him off 'Look! All i want is a damned drink, If you won't give me one i shall buy one from someone else' I take out my money satchel and throw him a coin. 'Buy something for your breath' I say 'It smells like an orcs armpit' As i walk away i look back and smile at the look on his face. 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?: I arrive at the the small hut, i slowly open the door and step inside. The small room is layered in dust and a small bit of light was entering from a window. The flies danced in and out of the beam. I spotted a chest and walked over to it. The lid creeked as i opened the lid, inside were a few iron bars which i had no need for. However, a sword caught my eye, i picked it up, feeling the weight balance. IT felt right in my hand, the sunlight dancing off the blade. I had a strange urge to take it but i knew it was wrong 'A person should never take something that does not belong to them' My blind masters voice echoed in my head. 'I understand master' I whispered. I took one last look at the blade, put it back in the chest, and strode off. 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? I see light up ahead, i had been wandering among this damn place for 2 days, i was hungry and i was tired. I didn't care if this firelight was orc raiders, atleast i would be put out of my misery. I slowly approached them, quite aware by the amount of noise i was making. I walked into the clearing feeling dizzy. I looked upon smiling faces before i collasped of exhustion. I woke some time later, My body aching in agony as i tried to stand. Rough hands held me down 'Don't try to move to fast laddie' A gruff voice said. I looked up and saw a dwarf male, in his late 40's with long red hair. 'Where am I?' I said 'About 4 miles from the nearest city' He replied 'You walked in late las' night' and fainted, Ha! That sure did make our night' He chuckled 'If you feel up to it, laddie, We can take you bac' to the city' 'Um, yeah i feel well enough' As he led me to the city he explained him and a few other dwarfs were hiding from raiders. 'Well, Here you are friend' He said as we stopped outside a city' 'Thankyou so much, i wont forget the kindness you showed me friend.' I said 'Farewell, Elf' 'And you, Dwarf' We shook hands and parted. 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?: I walk over to the guards 'How many of them are out there?' I ask 'Looks like under 20 of them. We are looking for all the help we can get, will you be able to help us.' He offers me 40 minas. 'Keep your money, i will help, but i dont require coin for a good deed.' I Say 'Then you are unlike most people my noble elf'. I follow the guards onto the road. The bandits emerge with their swords drawn and charge. I set up and take four of them out with my bow. I then shealth it and follow the towns guards into the battle. I dance through the untrained bandits, Slicing them easy as cheese. I see the towns guards doing a good job. I come across the leader. He swings for me with an axe and i barely manage to scramble away. 'He wants to play like that' I think to myself as i shift my weight to my right foot prepering to strike. He quickly glances to his left and see's all his companions dying around him. The town emerges with sticks and swords. The bandit leader and a few other hastilly run away, sensing defeat. I can't let the leader get away, otherwise he will just get more men an attack. As the townsfolk are cheering i pick up my bow and notch an arrow. I breathe steadily and remember my training. I release the arrow on my exhale. It whistles throw the air and i hear the leader scream out in pain. I say a silent pray for him as i run up to him and plunge my sword throw his heart. Anything else you would like to say?:

Out-Of-Character Minecraft Account Name: FlyinHobo How old are you?: 16 Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Standard GMT/England Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I live in England and i enjoy playing games such as minecraft and Mount and blade. I also play sports such as Cricket, Football and Tennis. How much time could you be on the server weekly?: About 28 hours What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you: To act in the role of your character while interracting with other players in character and making decisions based on your characters persona not your own. What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: I have played on a Wow role playing server before and enjoyed it. In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is: Using out of character information in character such as a friend telling you on skype to go to a place where your character in game would not know where it is. In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Emoting is: Forcing an act on somebodys character who has not consented such as 'player 1 steals 1000 gold from player 2 ' What do you expect this server will be like?: I expect the server to be very well managed and for every body to stay in role. What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I have not played any over role playing games on minecraft. Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes Do you promise to abide by said rules, and laws? This includes the Server, Forum, and Teamspeak set Rules: Yes How did you hear about us?: From friends. Have you previously made an Application? If so could you link us to your last Application?: This is my second app. http://www.lordofthecraft.net/forum/index.php?/topic/63975-flyinhobo/ In-Character: Character Name: Shruiken Woodsong What Race are you? (You may only be Human, Orc, Elf or Dwarf!) : Elf. What Sub-Race are you? (note, you aren’t required to have a sub-race): Woodelf 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.): Age: 26 Appearance: Height: 5.7, Prominent pointy ears of the Woodsong family, Long blonde hair. Not built like a common warrior. Built for speed and dexterity. Wears a green and brown outfit to blend in to his surroundings. Green eyes with a determined look in them from the time he was wronged. Personality: Shruiken is honour bound, always knows when to do the right thing and when to let nature take its course. He has a very quick temper but is also merciless when in battle. He also likes to talk to people and friends. Back Story: Shruiken grew up in the city of Laurelin; his family were all mighty elven warriors, amazing with a sword. While growing up, Shruiken was never that good at fighting with a sword, although he trained all day long but was always bested by his brother, Eredor. Although he was good with a bow in hand, his father, Lanolar, did not allow it. He used to say ‘’Only a craven would choose to shoot a man, you should at least honour the man and watch him die as you kill him’ ’ He hated his family, they treated him like dirt, just because he could not wield a sword as good as his brother. He was under pressure and was always in the shadow of his 'amazing' brother. He decided to move away at the age of 15 after an argument with his weaponsmaster and his father. He has never been back since. Shruiken moved to a quite wood 100's of miles away from Laurelin, While he was there he decided to seek out a master to train him in the way of the bow. He found an old blind man to train him, he worked hard night and day for 11 years until his master was slain by orc raiders. Shruiken was mad with grief and he sort out the orc raiders and a fearsome battle went down. No-one knows what happened to Shruiken that day, he changed. He was not the same kind 15 year old who left Laurelin so many years ago. He was a man and he was out for vengeance. One What are your Character's ambitions?: My ambitions are to become a talented Archer aswell as a quick swordsman. I also wish to make peace with my family one day and show my father and brother what i have become. What is your character’s favorite tool? (sword, pickaxe, shovel, etc): Bow and quiver. What is one of your Character's most skilled talents? Archery A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format, if you do not know how to acquire one, copy and paste this link into your browser: ( http://tinyurl.com/Lotcscreenshot ): Other Information about your Character: I enjoy meeting people and standing up for what i believe in. Open-Response-Questions Each and every question must be answered with a minimum of a single full paragraph and entirely in RP. 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? I walk towards the armed warriors 'Excuse me, What do you think you are doing?' I say. The warriors turn towards me 'None of you buisness, Elf!' They reply. 'Actually' I say 'I do think its my buisness, you are clearly harassing this halfling, leave now and i will spare your lives' They both laugh 'Look at you, you couldn't fight if your life depended on it' One replys. I Draw my bow and notch my arrow so fast the armed warrior who spoke is still smiling when the first arrow goes throw his boot into his foot. He screams in pain and charges towards me, sword out, i block the blow with the middle of my bow and kick him in the stomach. He staggers back. The other warrior draws his blade and smiles 'You shouldn't have done that, elf' He says. 'Yeah, your right. I should of done this' I say as i drop my bow and draw my one handed sword. I dance towards him, eyes never leaving his face. I see which way he is going to strike as he shifts his weight to his right foot. I swivel under the blade and strike him in the arm, then jump back again so quick he doesn't know what happened. He looks to his companion and they both advance forward. I change my posture to deal with the oncoming enemies. I know i have to go towards them if i stand any chance. One of the warriors pulls the arrows from his foot, Grunting as the arrow leaves his bone. I seize my chance and dash towards him, cutting at his mid section. I hear the satisfying sound of steel cutting into flesh as he drops to the ground, mortally wounded. The other warrior screams some sort of war cry as he watches his fallen companion life drip out of him. 'Good' I think 'Now he is angry he will have no technique'. I was right. He charges towards me with his sword streached out behind him, leaving his body completly open. I again jump towards him, and slash at his throat, but he has played me. He jumps back and swings his sword which catches me on the leg. I stagger back and pick up my bow. 'Leave now' I demand, arrow ready to be shot. 'You will die' he replys. I didn't really want to kill him. My master always told me to spare a man if you could but i could see no way out of this. I mutter a prayer to my master and advance towards the enemy. I strike him once, twice, three times. So quick my the blade looks like wind. He drops to the ground dead. I turn towards the halfling, nod, and walk away, bow and quiver on my back, sword by my side. Justice is done 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? 'Hello sir, Do you have any fine wines for sale?' I ask politly. He looks me up and down,I suddenly realise what i must look like. Dirty clothes from 5 days of hard travelling. 'Like you could afford any of my wares, elf' He says 'I am the best merchant in all of Alras, And i dont sell my wares to peasents.' I looked at him in disbelief, my temper rising. 'I would be surprised if you could sell any wares with that face of yours, was your mother an orc?' I reply, hotly. I see his face grow red with anger. ' How dare..' I cut him off 'Look! All i want is a damned drink, If you won't give me one i shall buy one from someone else' I take out my money satchel and throw him a coin. 'Buy something for your breath' I say 'It smells like an orcs armpit' As i walk away i look back and smile at the look on his face. 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?: I arrive at the the small hut, i slowly open the door and step inside. The small room is layered in dust and a small bit of light was entering from a window. The flies danced in and out of the beam. I spotted a chest and walked over to it. The lid creeked as i opened the lid, inside were a few iron bars which i had no need for. However, a sword caught my eye, i picked it up, feeling the weight balance. IT felt right in my hand, the sunlight dancing off the blade. I had a strange urge to take it but i knew it was wrong 'A person should never take something that does not belong to them' My blind masters voice echoed in my head. 'I understand master' I whispered. I took one last look at the blade, put it back in the chest, and strode off. 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? I see light up ahead, i had been wandering among this damn place for 2 days, i was hungry and i was tired. I didn't care if this firelight was orc raiders, atleast i would be put out of my misery. I slowly approached them, quite aware by the amount of noise i was making. I walked into the clearing feeling dizzy. I looked upon smiling faces before i collasped of exhustion. I woke some time later, My body aching in agony as i tried to stand. Rough hands held me down 'Don't try to move to fast laddie' A gruff voice said. I looked up and saw a dwarf male, in his late 40's with long red hair. 'Where am I?' I said 'About 4 miles from the nearest city' He replied 'You walked in late las' night' and fainted, Ha! That sure did make our night' He chuckled 'If you feel up to it, laddie, We can take you bac' to the city' 'Um, yeah i feel well enough' As he led me to the city he explained him and a few other dwarfs were hiding from raiders. 'Well, Here you are friend' He said as we stopped outside a city' 'Thankyou so much, i wont forget the kindness you showed me friend.' I said 'Farewell, Elf' 'And you, Dwarf' We shook hands and parted. 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?: I walk over to the guards 'How many of them are out there?' I ask 'Looks like under 20 of them. We are looking for all the help we can get, will you be able to help us.' He offers me 40 minas. 'Keep your money, i will help, but i dont require coin for a good deed.' I Say 'Then you are unlike most people my noble elf'. I follow the guards onto the road. The bandits emerge with their swords drawn and charge. I set up and take four of them out with my bow. I then shealth it and follow the towns guards into the battle. I dance through the untrained bandits, Slicing them easy as cheese. I see the towns guards doing a good job. I come across the leader. He swings for me with an axe and i barely manage to scramble away. 'He wants to play like that' I think to myself as i shift my weight to my right foot prepering to strike. He quickly glances to his left and see's all his companions dying around him. The town emerges with sticks and swords. The bandit leader and a few other hastilly run away, sensing defeat. I can't let the leader get away, otherwise he will just get more men an attack. As the townsfolk are cheering i pick up my bow and notch an arrow. I breathe steadily and remember my training. I release the arrow on my exhale. It whistles throw the air and i hear the leader scream out in pain. I say a silent pray for him as i run up to him and plunge my sword throw his heart. Anything else you would like to say?:

Out-Of-Character Minecraft Account Name: FlyinHobo How old are you?: 16 Time-Zone/Country of Residence: Standard GMT/England Do you have a good grip on the English language/good grammar?: Yes Small 2-3 Sentence Description of yourself: I live in England and i enjoy playing games such as minecraft and Mount and blade. I also play sports such as Cricket, Football and Tennis. How much time could you be on the server weekly?: About 28 hours What do you know about Roleplaying? Give a definition of what it means to you: To act in the role of your character while interracting with other players in character and making decisions based on your characters persona not your own. What experience have you had in Roleplaying, if any?: I have played on a Wow role playing server before and enjoyed it. In your own Words, define what the act of Meta-Gaming is: Using out of character information in character such as a friend telling you on skype to go to a place where your character in game would not know where it is. In your own Words, define what the act of Power-Emoting is: Forcing an act on somebodys character who has not consented such as 'player 1 steals 1000 gold from player 2 ' What do you expect this server will be like?: I expect the server to be very well managed and for every body to stay in role. What other server(s) have you played on and why did you leave them?: I have not played any over role playing games on minecraft. Have you read, understood, and agreed to the rules?: Yes Do you promise to abide by said rules, and laws? This includes the Server, Forum, and Teamspeak set Rules: Yes How did you hear about us?: From friends. Have you previously made an Application? If so could you link us to your last Application?: No this is my first application. In-Character: Character Name: Shruiken Woodsong What Race are you? (You may only be Human, Orc, Elf or Dwarf!) : Elf. What Sub-Race are you? (note, you aren’t required to have a sub-race): Woodelf 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.): I grew up in the trees of eversong, my ancestors had the blood of the dragonriders and were fearsome in battle. I was never that good at fighting with a sword, although i trained all day long but was always bested by my brother. I hated my family, they treated me like dirt, just because i could not wield a sword. I believed i was under pressure and was always in the shadow of my 'amazing' brother. I moved away at the age of 15 after an argument with my weaponsmaster and father. I never looked back. I moved to a quite wood 100's of miles away from my old home, while i was staying there i was determined to become a fighter. I found a blind old master who taught me the way of the bows and i am on my way to becoming an archer. I was different sort of elf than my family, they were sure footed and strong. I am more quick on my feet and dance away from enemies. After several years i have learnt to wield a sword and am quick with it. My master passed away from old age and i am truly on my own. I don't have much physical strength in fist fights but hope to gain strenth on my travels. I am about 5.7 and have brown hair and green eyes. I am very quick, not build like a warrior and i am aged 19. I have a good sense of right and wrong and my beliefs never change in the face of an enemy. One What are your Character's ambitions?: My abitions are to become a talented Archer aswell as a quick swordsman. I also wish to make peace with my family one day and show my father and brother what i have become. What is your character’s favorite tool? (sword, pickaxe, shovel, etc): Bow and quiver. What is one of your Character's most skilled talents? Archery A screenshot of your skin (must be in proper format, if you do not know how to acquire one, copy and paste this link into your browser: ( http://tinyurl.com/Lotcscreenshot ): Other Information about your Character: I enjoy meeting people and standing up for what i believe in. Open-Response-Questions Each and every question must be answered with a minimum of a single full paragraph and entirely in RP. 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? I walk towards the armed warriors 'Excuse me, What do you think you are doing?' I say. The warriors turn towards me 'None of you buisness, Elf!' They reply. 'Actually' I say 'I do think its my buisness, you are clearly harassing this halfling, leave now and i will spare your lives' They both laugh 'Look at you, you couldn't fight if your life depended on it' One replys. I Draw my bow and notch my arrow so fast the armed warrior who spoke is still smiling when the first arrow goes throw his boot into his foot. He screams in pain and charges towards me, sword out, i block the blow with the middle of my bow and kick him in the stomach. He staggers back. The other warrior draws his blade and smiles 'You shouldn't have done that, elf' He says. 'Yeah, your right. I should of done this' I say as i drop my bow and draw my one handed sword. I dance towards him, eyes never leaving his face. I see which way he is going to strike as he shifts his weight to his right foot. I swivel under the blade and strike him in the arm, then jump back again so quick he doesn't know what happened. He looks to his companion and they both advance forward. I change my posture to deal with the oncoming enemies. I know i have to go towards them if i stand any chance. One of the warriors pulls the arrows from his foot, Grunting as the arrow leaves his bone. I seize my chance and dash towards him, cutting at his mid section. I hear the satisfying sound of steel cutting into flesh as he drops to the ground, mortally wounded. The other warrior screams some sort of war cry as he watches his fallen companion life drip out of him. 'Good' I think 'Now he is angry he will have no technique'. I was right. He charges towards me with his sword streached out behind him, leaving his body completly open. I again jump towards him, and slash at his throat, but he has played me. He jumps back and swings his sword which catches me on the leg. I stagger back and pick up my bow. 'Leave now' I demand, arrow ready to be shot. 'You will die' he replys. I didn't really want to kill him. My master always told me to spare a man if you could but i could see no way out of this. I mutter a prayer to my master and advance towards the enemy. I strike him once, twice, three times. So quick my the blade looks like wind. He drops to the ground dead. I turn towards the halfling, nod, and walk away, bow an d quiver on my back, sword by my side. Justice is done 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? 'Hello sir, Do you have any fine wines for sale?' I ask 'Just the question i was looking for! I have a lovely selection of fresh, rich wines that might to your liking. Here try this' He hands me a small cup with some fruity smelling wine in. I sip it 'Excellent wine, i will buy some' I say. He hands me a flagon with the wine in 'That will be 60 coins my good friend' I hand him the money 'Thankyou, Have a nice day elf.' He says as i walk away, holding the lovely wine in my hand. 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?: I would go into the chest and look at the items. I would put them back in the chest and leave them for they are not mine and i am not a thief. 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? I would ask them if they have any food and tell them i have some money to pay for it. They are kind people and refuse the money and let me dine with them. They are a nice community and they all chat happily. I thank them and tell them i have to go. I am leaving when one asks if i know my way back. I tell them i dont and they lead me to a path leading to the city. 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?: I decide to help the guards and follow them onto the road. The bandits emerge with thier swords drawn and charge. I set up and take four of them out with my bow. I then shealth it and follow the towns guards into the battle. I dance through the untrained bandits, Slicing them easy as cheese, and as they fall around me the town emerges with sticks and swords. the bandits hastilly run away, sensing defeat. The townsfolk cheer. Anything else you would like to say?: That is all